Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Winfield House

Could anything be more tying than hosting a party for Charles and Camilla?

Imagine it. You're sitting next to them and trying your best to live it up and make the whole thing interesting.

How to make a dinner for Charles and Camilla interesting? You have to be interesting yourself to fill the void.

More interesting would be to bring in two horses from the stables, sit between them and converse through the night.

Telling horse jokes.

"Here, Horse, have some Chantenay carrots." Those are the short fat ones. They were actually on the menu.


* Heritage tomatoes are heirloom tomatoes. 
* Fresh Burrata is mozzarella that's filled with wet stringy cheese and cream
* Maldon salt is finishing sea salt from Maldon that has a pyramidal crystal structure. Now, when you ship this the shaking during transportation breaks the pyramidal structure, obviously, and you end up with a box of regular sea salt. This happens to flake sea salt as well. My own preference, and it is a strong preference, is the Celtic sea salt sold pretty much everywhere. It's gray. And extremely mineral-y. It has less sodium than regular sea salt. Here on Amazon and here on eBay. Another finishing salt. I gave a package to a friend and he used it for the stupidest thing where regular table salt would work just as well. It made me cross because it showed me that he doesn't know how to appreciate the thing that I gave him. He didn't appreciate its cost.
* Pommes Anna are escalloped potatoes arranged neatly as a tort.
* Grilled filet of beef is beef tenderloin. Extremely tender but no flavor, so the flavor comes from the grill. 
* Muscavado sugar is partially refined sugar with strong molasses flavor, similar to brown sugar, except original brown sugar, not modern style that is regular fully refined sugar with molasses added back into it. 

So we see the dinner is extremely light. Light as a feather. Everything barely cooked. And small amounts of everything. All these people eat very well and the trick to avoid adding two hundred pounds is to eat lightly each meal. They make it sound more extravagant with fancy handwriting and precise names for standard preparations. The horses get carrots like everyone else. There are no rich French sauces specified. No butter. No cream, except the homemade ice cream.

Two scoops!

It's hard to image a more tortuous evening. Sitting next to Charles and his wife. Did you read the love letters he wrote to her? Hang on. I have to go to hurl my guts again. Trump deserves giving himself a medal of freedom just for this one evening.

Know what's 100X more interesting than Charles and Camilla? The American house that that they're in.

The thing about gigantic homes is there is only so many things you can put into them. It goes, sofa, table, lamp, table, lamp, chair, chair, coffee table, sofa, table, lamp, table, lamp, chair, chair, chair, coffee table, rug, cabinet, small bronze statue, matching mirrors, vase, seating area, seating area, seating area, oil painting, elaborate frame, elaborate frame, wallpaper, curtains, curtains, curtains, curtains, chandeliers and so on.

The things that could make them interesting are not done. The outside is not brought inside. Trees will not be growing out of the floors, no interior treehouses for children, no rope swings, no trampolines, no sliding boards, no fish ponds built into the floors, no see saws, no sporting surfaces, no track around the perimeter, no trains you can ride, no fences to leap, no nets across the center, no throwing or kicking of balls, no end zones, taxidermy but no live wild animals to admire or hunt save for the occasional parrot, no snakes or roaming iguanas no animals that randomly drop poo. No uncaged monkeys, no equines, no birds flying free.

No suits of armor because this is a modern American house. And we didn't have those things.

And even rooms named "garden room" and fitted with eight large windows allowing abundant light from two directions will not be filled with live plants. Those are for outside and for the greenhouse. Rather, they'll feature wallpaper depicting outdoor life and cut flowers in vases and floral patterns in fabrics on furniture and on walls, and rugs.  

That said, some are done extraordinarily well starting with the interior architecture, pillars, crown molding, paneling, windows, painted plinths and lintels, staircases and railings, and fireplaces.

There are only a few large rooms of interest, and the upper bedrooms are not shown. But check it out over the decades.



Pink and green. Outrageous! But subtle. They're all light tones.

The wallpaper is older than the house. It's been carefully removed and stored during renovations, repaired and put back up. It's Chinese. It shows branches and birds.

In my opinion the green and pink combination is the best. Other variations are more subtle. Green on green, mostly sage shade. It's called the "garden room" so you could expect extravagant plants. But no. It invokes a garden by being green and the floral shades, porcelain, fabrics, wallpaper, cut flowers, but not actual plants.

If I owned this room with all this light I'd have huge ficus trees and outrageous palms.

If you like, Iowa state produced a 360° interactive website of the house; from various exterior points and from various interior rooms. It's ... underwhelming. Basically a museum. But still more interesting than Charles and Camilla.

Winfield House occupies twelve and a half acres of Regent's Park. The land was once part of the great forest where Henry VIII hunted and Queen Elizabeth I entertained dignitaries. King James I used the land as collateral to go to war and King Charles II had the whole area "disparked." Lord Arlington was given one of the first private leases at the end of the 17th century.

The land stayed countryside until the nineteenth century when John Nash began an elaborate plan for fifty-six villas and a zoo. Only eight villas were built, the largest in Italianate style featuring a hexastyle portico of Corinthian columns was on the site of present day American Ambassador's residence.

The house was partially destroyed by fire in 1936 and purchased by Barbara Hutton, twenty-four-year-old heiress married to Count Haugwitz-Reventlow. She had inherited $40 million from her grandfather, Frank Winfield Woolworth, founder of the Woolworth stores.

Friends suggested the property as a good site for the kind of home with greater security that Barbara Hutton was seeking after receiving credible threats of kidnapping their son. They received permission to tear down the old building and replace it with a red brick Georgian style house.

Leonard Rome Guthrie was commissioned to design the house, two decorators were hired, one for carpets and French furniture, another for furnishing, colors, and fabrics.

Oak floors were laid, French paneling installed, marble bathrooms fitted, several thousand trees and hedges were planted, a high steel fence erected and modern security system installed.

They moved into the house in 1937. The place held a lot of oil paintings, a few later given to National Gallery in Washington, Louis XV furniture, carpets, and objects d'art.

Their life there together didn't last long.

In 1939 Barbara Hutton's  marriage to Count Reventlow was ending and she returned to America.

The house was commandeered by RAF barrage balloon unit during the second world war.

Barbara Hutton married Carry Grant.

Everyone knows Carry Grant was a big homo but he defended his wife's honor nonetheless. Edward Murrow criticized Hutton for abandoning her home. Grant called the journalist and told him to go see the place for himself. Murrow apologized on his next broadcast. Grant wanted Hutton acknowledged for her generosity.

The house was used as Air Crew Reception Center for recruits being screened as prospective RAF pilots. German bombs exploding nearby damaged the roof and the floors were ruined by moisture. The house was later used as an American officer's club

After the war Hutton returned to visit the house and found the floorboards buckled, the walls peeling, the windows broken and wires dangling. She gave the house to the U.S. government to be repaired and used as official residence for American Ambassador. Her offer was accepted by Harry Truman.

The house has since received significant gifts in the form of antique furniture, paintings, chandeliers, object d'art, porcelain, china, and glass.

The first American Ambassador to use the house was Winthrop Aldrich in 1955.

Then John Whitney in 1957 who rebuilt the greenhouses and added two extensions. They also left seventy paintings.

Ambassador David Bruce moved into the house in 1960s and hosted extravagant parties.

Ambassador Walter Annenberg refurbished the house top to bottom between 1969 and 1974 by modernizing the infrastructure and adding a new roof, and refurnishing it with paintings and valuable object d'art, a chandelier and redecorating the bedrooms.

Then Ambassador Elliot Richardson in 1975 and Ambassador Anne Armstrong a year later.

Generous Americans who are not ambassadors also contributed to the house. Businessman Rionda Braga donated the bronze sculpture, "The Creation of Adam"

Mr. Braga felt the motif of two hands inside a globe represented British and American friendship.

Pfft.

That again. They keep propounding that ridiculous conceit that must overlook we had to have a war of great hardship and actually die to break away from these people and they still came back later to kick our butts.

Burned. down. our. capitol.

They keep saying "unique friendship" and I'll keep reminding them of that.

And now we have Steele dossier to add to the list of grievances about destructive British arrogance and interference.

Okay, I'm done with this stupid house.

There were very many renovations catalogued in fine detail but I'm suddenly tired of thinking about an American house in England. Burn it down and call it quits for all that I care.

You might ask, hey, wasn't Joseph Kennedy ambassador to England? Why isn't he mentioned in this?

Yes. Kennedy was ambassador from 1938 to 1940. He pissed off Roosevelt about the chances for British survival by saying publicly during the battle of Britain that democracy in England is finished.

Ha! How prescient. But he was talking about something else. If he only knew what would become of the place he'd be even more emphatic.

15 comments:

Tank said...

Beef tenderloin has no flavor?

Mon ami, you are perhaps cooking it wrong?

It's my favorite cut, a delicious flavor that needs no sauce or add ons other than maybe a bit of salt and pepper.

If you'd like, I can give you my (extremely simple) recipe.

ndspinelli said...

I would not say it has no flavor, but there other cuts more flavorful.

chickelit said...

I'm intrigued by the exclusive choice of Iron Horse Vineyards for the wine set. Is that the same Iron Horse Vineyard as in Sebastopol, CA?

MamaM said...

trying your best to live it up and make the whole thing interesting

Holy hell! How did that end up being the goal?

Chip Ahoy said...

Oh for Christ's sake, Mama Trump sat there and had to listen to Charles bang on about global warming.

Now, ask yourself what could possibly be more agonizing than listening to that stupid f'k'n asshole pontificating endlessly about global warming.

A British royal whose own mother knows he should never be king , one utterly incapable of any of the things that Trump has already accomplished, presuming to instruct an American president on how to arrange his values.

Piers Morgan banging on about Charles banging on about global warming. That's what could possibly be more agonizing.

That's what.

I dare you to listen to that video all the way through. Your ears will bleed. And then you'll know what it's like sitting next to Charles. With Camilla on the other side. No escape.

[One time I was invited to dinner in New York with 10 people who I didn't know. I knew only one person. That why I was there.

I thought, okay, I'll sit in the middle and that way have benefit of conversation on both sides. This is going to be interesting. It's New York, after all. Lots of interesting things going on.

The man facing me was a tall psychiatrist much older than myself who thought I was cute. He was fascinated at how I could have such a young feature-less face but also gray hair. It was incongruent. In his world every odd physical trait like that has a psychological basis. So he presumed to psychoanalyze me the whole goddamn night!

See? I was supposed to be grateful. I was receiving expensive top psychoanalysis for free.

"Think back to the time at age fourteen when you began turning gray. What was happening then. You will find that you decided you must be older."

I missed all other conversation 1 million X more interesting. He absolutely locked me into conversation about my f'k'n hair! The entire dinner. I could not get this man off the subject. And that's why I have nothing but sympathy for Trump sitting next to Charles and thinking of ways of making their conversation interesting, unable to get Charles off the subject of global warming when there are a million things more interesting they could talk about. Trump has to fill the vast void created by Charles and the program that Charles created for Trump for the night. It's his royal mandate, after all. The thing he was born for. And for Trump, no relief whatsoever on his other side, also filling the other void created by the utterly vacant Camilla.]

ricpic said...

So basically it's a meat and potatoes meal.

MamaM said...

ChipAhoy, I have NO doubt in Trumps ability to converse with almost anyone AND deal effectively with bores and assholes. (He caught my attention when he appeared to be chatting up the troop leader of the Red Coats as he was reviewing them! I wondered as I watched him if something more casual or direct than cursory or scripted talk was taking place between them?)

Trump does not strike me as powerless or incapable of directing conversation or inviting it to move in a different direction.

Unless your psychiatrist table mate actually came right out and told you he thought you were "cute" and advised you that you were supposed to be grateful for his top of the line expensive analysis, chances are good a third conversation was taking place in your mind (which he was not privy to) based on presumptions or a sense of something that may or may not have reflected reality.

Based on who I've seen Trump to be, I do not imagine him as someone who'd be unable to get Charles off a subject or unwilling to regard information or beliefs that don't line up with his as "good to know for future reference".

Was the dinner something of an endurance exercise for Trump? Quite possibly. In addition to the negatives he may have encountered, I hold the belief that some positive connections and experiences were also realized.

Amartel said...

Beef, taters, and two scoops! Bottoms up, Chuckles.

Amartel said...

Nooooo, I meant ... never mind.

Amartel said...

That's not what we meant by "special relationship."
Jeeez.

MamaM said...

From the pictures at the Daily Mail, it looks like the Queen, delightfully and attractively attired in pink, was actually enjoying herself, the day, the responsibilities met, and Donald Trump.

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-7108019/Donald-Trump-bids-fond-farewell-Queen-end-state-visit-Britain.html

ken in tx said...

Chips, you may already know this, but the so-called Brits who burned DC were actually Canadians under British officers. They were super pissed because US forces had burned the town of York in Ontario. Some women and children there were left without shelter in winter and froze to death.

Mumpsimus said...

That menu is damn near unreadable. Government employees should not be trusted with script fonts.

edutcher said...

We may thank God those two never produced offspring.

the so-called Brits who burned DC were actually Canadians under British officers. They were super pissed because US forces had burned the town of York in Ontario. Some women and children there were left without shelter in winter and froze to death.

Tough. How many Americans were horribly tortured in Indian raids led by said Canucks?

We try to free them and this is our thanks, eh?

The Dude said...

I am with ed on this one - York had it coming.

And I agree with Mumpsimus, too - I could not make out hide nor hair of that menu. I tried reading the Magna Carta and got just about as far as I did with that menu.