A Literary Feast

Posts by Sabrina Braswell

Back In The U.S. (peanut butter edition)

Posted on January 21st, 2013

Ten things I resolve to stop taking for granted once I get back to the United States, food and beverage edition:  Peanut butter Drinkable tap water Safely consumable lettuce Peanut butter Good coffee (and I’m not even being picky here – by “good,” I mean “not instant”) Yogurt that isn’t pourable Bread with some sort of discernibly crust-like crust Bread of colors other than white (namely: various shades of brown) Vegetables that haven’t been frozen before appearing on my plate PEANUT BUTTER

Big Buck Hunter Down Under

Posted on March 16th, 2012

A few years ago, I got to go to Cape Town South Africa to light a theater show. It was friggin great. Once the show was up and running, I had my entire day free to explore. On any one of these days I did everything from walking around the markets, to hiking around Table Mountain, to swimming with penguins on Boulder Beach. Food was only a small problem, as most places were only open for dinner after the show started. HOW WAS I GOING TO GET THE CHANCE TO EAT SOMETHING CRAZY? I was told to go to a very popular restaurant called “Mama Africa” on my day off where I was told I could sample some local cuisine…and local fauna. It was…

Rock Hobo Road, Vol. 4: Eat My Rider

Posted on April 13th, 2011

Before I get on with the story, I have to make a few things clear about touring, and my job as a lighting designer. (Henceforth referred to as “LD”)

LD’s are a weird bunch. They are often loners, and not well understood. In the grand scheme of things it’s a lonely existence being surrounded by the sound guys, all chummy and high fiving about PA systems and amps and guitars. Rarely is there anyone to high-five the the LD about getting all the moving lights and dimmers to fit on one DMX line. Yeah, I know. Nerds.

Rock Hobo Road Vol. 3: Cadbury Chorus Line.

Posted on March 31st, 2011

So there we were. A group of wayward travelers in London, jet-lagged, over-caffeinated, famished, and in need of a nice brew. Nicola led us to one of her favorite haunts in the Clarkenwell area, the Three Kings Pub. In was nice and cozy inside and we found a great big wooden table in the corner. Good music was playing, and the crowd was young, neighborhood-y, and relaxed. Pints were poured and then there was the question, “How many Scotch Eggs are we going to order?”

Rock Hobo Road Vol. 2: Louder, Faster, Crunchier.

Posted on March 23rd, 2011

I had always wondered what might be a lethal dose of coffee, until I met aforementioned sound man/coffee aficionado Jeremy Lemos. Last year I had the privilege of going on a world tour with Jeremy and the band & crew of Pavement. Everything about that tour was marvelous, including Jeremy’s almost obsessive scavenger-hunt-like perseverance to take anyone willing to tag along to the best competition grade coffee shops around the globe. Now, like the vegetarian thing, I have to qualify myself; I am not a “coffee person,” but I have been drinking it every morning since I was 11 years old. (Sorry Mom.)

Rock Hobo Road: The Beginning(ining)

Posted on March 15th, 2011

Hello there. Let me introduce myself, I am Sabrina Braswell, and I’m a lighting designer on tour with the band Iron & Wine. When I go on tour, I end up eating weird, wondrous and horrible things everyday. Let me describe them to you.