Sunday, August 28, 2011

A man's home is his castle: Gilette Castle State Park




You don't know it, but you totally know William Gilette. No, he has nothing to do with Gilette razors. William Gilette was an American stage actor in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, who was most famous for playing Sherlock Holmes on stage about a bazillion times. He developed what we know as the stereotypical Holmes: deerstalker hat, crazy-big pipe, and "Elementary, my dear Watson." Gilette made a buttload of money on the stage, and so designed his dream home, an amazing collection of custom doors, secret passages and rooms, and even a train.




For our eighth anniversary, Marvin took me to Gilette Castle State Park, William Gillete's imposing estate. See, Marvin knows I'm a sucker for old homes filled with the accouterments of long-dead famous and/or rich people. And the weirder, the better. Gilette's home, perched way up on a hill, has a beautiful view of a river and is surrounded by woods. The outside is made of stone, and the inside is complemented by custom furniture, over a hundred wood doors, and seagrass mats used as wallpaper.

As an actor, Gillette designed his home with a sense of theatricality in mind. He had a secret passage that would either let him make a hasty retreat if someone he didn't want to see was visiting, or allow him to appear seemingly out of nowhere to surprise his guest with a grand entrance. The house has over 100 doors, all made of wood and which work with a complicated series of springs. Each door was designed by Gilette and each door is completely different.



Gilette loved cats and at any one time had 15-20 that had the run of the house. He designed a wooden table that sits in the living room and has wooden tassels hanging around the edge for the cats to play with. His knickknacks were cemented to the fireplace mantle so the cats wouldn't knock them over, and the steam heat pipes throughout the house were covered in chicken wire so the cats wouldn't get too close and burn themselves.






Gilette loved mechanical things and had a workroom in the bottom of the house where he drew up plans and designs for the house and all of his own inventions. For instance, he designed a fire suppression system for the house (he lived so far out in the boonies that he knew it would take the fire department awhile to get to him). It involved containers on the roof that collected rainwater and a rope he could pull that would release the water and send it running over the building. He also designed his own furniture, including a nifty dresser in his bedroom that had swing-out compartments to hold his jewelry and other man things.

But perhaps the coolest and most crazy-rich-man thing Gilette owned were two trains that ran on three miles of track around the property. The engines were 1/4 the size of a real train and he had both a steam-powered engine and an electric engine. The track ran around the property, going over bridges, taking sharp turns, and going through a curved tunnel that Gilette designed to scare his guests by making it look like they were going into a dark hole with no end in sight. The tracks have been removed, but the park provides a guided walk that takes you over the original route. You even get to walk through the tunnel! Famous person alert: Albert Einstein road the train!




On our walk, one of the people in our group found a railroad spike that was left from the tracks!!!



Gilette had a personal valet named Yukitaka Osaki, a Japanese man who came to the US to attend Brown and got a job on one of Gillette's boats. Osaki came from a prominent family; his brother was the mayor of Tokyo and gave the cherry blossom trees to Washington, DC. Osaki went to town by mule every day to get Gilette's mail and carried a gun, just in case. The two men became close friends and Gilette built a house for Osaki on the property and left instructions in his will that Osaki should retain the house and a greenhouse that he built for as long as Osaki lived.



Honestly, I've barely scratched the surface here. Gilette also collected art and books, owned a couple of boats, and continued to act up until a few years before he died. After seeing Gilette's workroom, his secret passages, and learning about his fascination with mechanical things, Marvin declared that Gilette could have been a superhero, a la Batman. Indeed!


Photos of Gilette Castle courtesy of yourFAVORITEmartian. Check out the whole Gillete Castle set here.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Help the Rocket soar!

Looks like this blog is a star maker! OK, maybe not, but it looks like friend of the blog Rocket Fine Street Food is blowing up, baby! The Rocket is currently fighting it out with other food trucks from around the country to appear on Food Network's The Great Food Truck Race. Exciting, right? Absolutely! But the Rocket needs your help! Please vote every day though September 12th. Each time you vote (you get 10 votes per day - give 'em all to Rocket!) you'll be entered to win a trip to NYC for the NY Food & Wine Festival. Let's make it happen!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

The boys of summer: Vintage Base Ball



Fact: It ain't summer without baseball. Up here in Connecticut, Philles fans that we are, it's tough to rock a Cliff Lee shirt without getting a few stares. We get a few nationally broadcast Phillies game on cable, or some NY-area action when the boys make it North to show the Mets how it's done. But here in Connecticut, it's easy to fill the hole without compromising fan affiliation: Vintage Base Ball.



If you're ready to party like it's 1899, these guys (and gals) will show you how. Wearing knickerbockers and shirts with giant team crests on the front, they've meticulously researched the rules for different eras of 19th century baseball. Depending on the rules of the game, you may see a fielder play with or without a glove or catch a ball on a hop for the out. And these guys have talent: I've seen some tremendous hits and some exciting plays out on the field.



One of the coolest aspects to me is the idea of sportsmanship that permeates Vintage Base Ball. As was the custom, you'll hear a player wish the opposing batter good luck as he gets ready to bat. If there's any dispute about a play, the umpire gets called in for a ruling only if the players can't reach a friendly consensus themselves. And even then it might come down to a coin toss which everyone accepts without kicking up any dirt.



Our local teams go out of their way to make a family-friendly event. Games are free (just bring a blanket and your picnic) and players take the time to answer questions and explain the game. Between games the fans get a chance to take some batting practice and make a few plays. It's a really good time, a little bit of history, and a way to enjoy baseball without the million-dollar salaries and the egos that go with them.


Related: Check out this episode (ep 55 if the link is a little wonky) of comic Jackie Kashian's excellent podcast The Dork Forest, in which comic and baseball fan Greg Proops talks baseball history. Fun, funny, and fascinating!

Photos of the Nutmeg Base Ball Club vs. the Charter Oak Base Ball Club courtesy of yourFAVORITEmartian

Friday, August 12, 2011

So you wanna be a rock n' roll star: Bandwith Karaoke



Back home in Philly, friend of the blog Sara Sherr runs Sing Your Life Karaoke. Sara's got all kinds of new wave and indie rock in her collection and runs her karaoke nights around town at gay bars at cool-kid hangouts so you're just as apt to hear someone sing "Every Day is Like Sunday" as you are to hear the umpteenth iteration of "My Way." She has cool theme nights like David Bowie-oke or Madonna-oke. In short, this ain't your mama's Japanese businessman-with-a-mic.

Sara was my first exposure to karaoke, so with the bar set this high you really have to bring it to make rocking on with my frock on better. And Connecticut's own Bandwith Karaoke stepped up to the challenge. This is an actual band playing behind YOU, the amateur rock star, so you can bust those moves that until now only your bathroom mirror has seen (leather pants optional). They've got a nice list of songs, ranging from Billy Idol to Adele to Soundgarden, so there's something for everyone. And they even host a summer sing-off to find the best singer around. But don't be intimidated - the band welcomes people of every skill level, so whether you can win American Idol or have a voice only your mom could love, it's about having fun and getting the crowd amped.

As you can see from my crappy cell phone picture of Marvin (who rocked the mic with "Beat It,"* "White Wedding," and "Fell On Black Days," it's a pretty fun way to live out your rock star fantasies, even if only for 3 minutes. I'm working on my Pat Benatar so I can be ready when next I get the chance to rock.


*Let us now give it up to Whit, who absolutely SHREDDED on the Eddie Van Halen solo in "Beat It."

Monday, August 1, 2011

The Little Things: DOGS!



If you know me at all you know that I! LOVE! DOGS! Big ones, small ones, pedigreed poodles or rescue mutts - I love them all! Lucky for me you can't swing a dead cat in West Hartford without hitting a dog. People are big on dogs here; whenever I go out I try and spot a "Puppy Six Pack," or six dogs out and about.



Which is awesome, seeing as I don't have a dog of my own - yet. After we're done saving for our wedding, my next project is to save up for a dog, but in the meantime the folks I encounter while out and about are usually happy to let me give some free belly rubs to their own pups. We've got plenty of animal welfare groups and shelters, so when I'm ready I can have my pick of doggies that need a forever home. And there's a group of people working to get a dog park built in West Hartford.



Another cool thing: Somewhere around here is a training academy for dogs that help the disabled. Sometimes when I'm out in the town center I'll see the trainers with the dogs, getting them used to the hustle and bustle of the outside world and teaching the dogs how to stay focused on their task of helping their human companion. That's pretty awesome.

So, in conclusion, you don't have to be a dog lover to live in Connecticut, but it helps.

Photos of some of Connecticut's many dogs courtesy of yourFAVORITEmartian