Paris, Texas
The cinematography, the neon colors, the Mojave Desert, Harry Dean Stanton in cowboy boots, Ry Cooder’s slide guitar soundtrack. It’s poetry.
Just Kids by Patti Smith
I read this when I was in my early 20s and have revisited it at least once a year since. It sparked my love of poetry, art and creativity. It made me feel I was born in the wrong era. It brought me to NYC in the late 1960s and ‘70s and made me fall in love with a time and place I had never been. Her writing is just incredible.
The Good Life by The Bones of J.R. Jones
I always picture driving down a lonesome highway, dust kicking up all around me while listening to this song.
Please Wait to be Tasted (Lil' Deb's Oasis Cookbook)
This was the first cookbook I went through and used each recipe. The writing is poetic and amazing, “hot, sticky, juicy, moist fever dreams of flavor,” I mean come on! Lil Deb’s Oasis (the restaurant) just closed, but this will always be one of my favorite cookbooks!
