Thursday, April 14, 2011

Metalect 69 (Pato Overo)



April 14, 2011. Mild sun. But what is mild sun?

Two figures on bikes--father and a young boy, maybe eight. An awkward balance as they begin to head across the hump of Solano, leaning into the rise. His yellow slicker with straight black patches, gear box over back wheel. Helmets, "as required by law..."

As required by law. To dip each dish in boiling water (the glass ones only), then silver and the rest, 10 seconds fully submerged, bubbles and steam. The order of things. Boxes of Safeway matzoh--wrapped in celo, five up--Streits, Yehudah, Manishchewitz (with that spelling, it should be more expensive). But tell this to the ducks. A smallish pato overo this morning--another Argentine veteran of rivers and lakes. The name referring to touches of white imposed on a darker ground--as in the coat of a horse. Un overo...

Or a chestnut mare, not too tall, and nicely rounded...

Giallo di Napoli...

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