Archive for May, 2009

Jaguar Mahatma

Monday, May 25th, 2009

ghandiTalk about ironic. Jaguar, the lion of British automotive libido (Rolls was never called a “Shaguar”), is now owned by the largest car company in India, Tata Motors. We feel this move to be devinely inspired if recent deals on Jaguar XJs are any indication.

It’s a simple fact that Jaguars have become perenially groovy since 2004. This is the year that Jaguars passed from sexy but unreliable to sexy and more reliable than a Lexus. The XJ Series, in fact recently scored #1 in J.D. Powers latest reliability ratings for luxury cars. You can Google Jaguar to give you the details.

Strange, therefore, that this model continues to sell in very low numbers relative to other luxury marques. This can work to your advantage, as the time has never been better to buy a classic-looking XJ Series Jag (before they re-design it). We will paraphrase a recent owner on how to buy this magnificent feline beast.

Prices:
04’s, depending on mileage, are now priced in the high teens to low twenties.
Models:
There is a standard length chassis, then the Vanden Plas and Portfolio which have seven or eight extra inches in the back seat. These models are pricier and you pay a little gas mileage penalty with the Portfolio (which is an XJR turbocharged model.)
Deals on the Lot?
Recently a Jaguar dealer in Minneapolis, Minnesota had four or five XJ’s in the used car lot. If you are interested, we have a strategy for getting an even better deal from a no-negotiation dealer that worked well for this car. (In a nutshell, find a car that is not sold by a Jaguar dealer–a non-negotiation dealer–then take that price back to the Jaguar lot and haggle.)
Other Stuff:
Since Tata bought Jaguar and Land Rover, they have been offering good 1.9% deals on financing and ridiculous warranty coverage. A recent purchase of an 2004 XJ with 19,000 miles came with a bumper to bumper up to 100,000 mile warranty for example (age/model independent). XJs also come with air suspension and drive like smaller, more nimble rides due to an advanced aluminum body and frame. This aluminum space frame (new in 2004) is as advanced as that in an Audi A8.

Which, come to think of it, cannot touch the 2004-2009 XJ in the J.D. Powers Survey ratings.

Nor can a Benz or a Bimmer.

Meditate on that.

The Perfect Mojito

Thursday, May 21st, 2009

mojitoI don’t know what the weather’s like where you are, but here it’s damn hot. Ninety degrees the past couple of days and it’s just May, for God’s sake. It was hot like Puerto Rico hot, or like Cuba hot. That’s why you need a nice cold rum drink–like a mojito. If it was good enough to be Papa Hemingway’s favorite drink, it’s certainly good enough for you.

People make mojitos in many different ways–mostly wrong. Here’s the right way.

First, go to the garden store and buy yourself some mint. Plant it somewhere in your yard, or in a pot on your balcony if you don’t have a yard. It’s basically a weed so you don’t have to do much to it except water it. Don’t forget and you’ll have enough for the whole summer of mojitos.

After you’ve done that, and it’s grown in nice and thick, grab a handful and throw it into the bottom of a tall glass. (We like those blue-rimmed Mexican glasses.) Take a flat ended stick or the back of a wooden spoon and smash the hell out of it. This releases the oils that actually have the flavor. If you don’t do this step, you may as well be throwing dandelions into the thing.

Second, take the refrigerated simple syrup you’ve made and drop two or three tablespoons of it into the glass. (By the way, you make a simple syrup by mixing equal amounts of sugar and water in a saucepan over heat until the sugar dissolves. Refrigerate it for as long as you like and dip into it whenever the mojito urge strikes.) Do not just throw a couple spoons of sugar into the glass. It won’t dissolve and it will make the mojito too sweet anyway.

Follow the simple syrup with a jigger or so of white rum. Don’t use the spiced stuff, even if you do like the commercials. We’re going for at least a modicum of subtlety here.

Now, take two limes out of the huge bag of limes you bought at Costco and cut them in half. Juice three halves and pour the pulpy goodness out of your hand juicer into the glass. Throw in one of the juiced halves, too. Save the fourth half for your next mojito. (In case the math is confusing you, 3 limes = 2 mojitos.)

Now, fill the glass with cracked ice. The best way to do this is to smack the ice cubes from your freezer with the handle of a heavy knife. Don’t crush it. Crack it. Do it in your hand, not on the counter.

Add a nice sparkling water to fill the glass. Club soda will do if it’s not too salty. We like San Pellegrino ourselves and we can buy it by the case at Costco, too. Do not use Sprite or any other soft drink. That’s for high school kids and crappy sports bars in Midwestern small towns.

Stir. Sip. Repeat.

The Measure, Part 3: Books

Thursday, May 14th, 2009

killer-angels-shaara-def-53227397Now we’re down to the nub, because no matter how cool it is to know the best movies and the best music, it’s the best books that distinguish how you think. So here is Esquire’s vote for the 75 books everyone should read.

The list hits a lot of our high points that aren’t usually found on high school reading lists: Raymond Carver, Richard Ford, Richard Wright; and also hits some that are on the high school lists, and deserve another reading now that you’re an adult and can actually enjoy–rather than dread–a challenging read. Moby Dick, Huckleberry Finn, and For Whom the Bell Tolls are classics for a reason.

Notable for their absence though are any books by women, anything by Gabriel Garcia Marquez or Ian McEwan, and anything written before the 19th Century. Don Quixote or Tom Jones anyone? How about The Odyssey?

So, take some time, put on some music and try a few of these. You’ll be glad you stayed in.

The Measure of the Man, Part 2: Music

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009

taj-mahal-giant-step-2009-lg-55937702Yesterday was Movies, tomorrow will be Books, but we thought three days of going through Esquire’s recommendations of some of the best cultural touch points was worth at least a little bit of your time.

So, today, here are their 75 albums every man should own.

We readily admit that we only own 32 of these, which makes us a little short of half a man, but hey, we’re a bit older than some of these guys, we own other albums by the same artists, and any list that leaves off the Stones’ Let It Bleed (even if they did include Aftermath) is suspect. I would also argue that David Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust calls the entire list into question as well. But that discussion is for another time.

Notable inclusions to our mind are Sketches of Spain by Miles Davis and Taj Mahal’s Giant Step/De Ole Folks at Home. Check them both out. They’ll both raise your cool quotient by at least five degrees.

The Measure of the Man: Movie Edition

Tuesday, May 12th, 2009

esquire-coverOne of the things we like about Esquire Magazine, and we like lots of things about Esquire Magazine, are their lists. This month’s mag features 75 movies that every man should see.

Now, we’re not so insecure around here that we think Esquire should completely define our taste in movies, but this is a pretty good list. You could do a lot worse than putting these on your Netflix list. Face it, aren’t you already tired of Judd Apatow and Adam Sandler already anyway?

There are some good surprises on here–movies that we liked but haven’t got their just desserts–such as Runaway Train, Paths of Glory
and Lone Star. And there are also some real clunkers such as Fatal Attraction and Tootsie. I mean c’mon. Tootsie? If you feel the need to see a young Jessica Lange in her underwear, I recommend King Kong.

The Daily Groove. No Grind.

Saturday, May 9th, 2009

chockWhy is it that a cup of coffee you enjoy at Starbucks (or thereabouts) seems to taste better than the one you make at home? The reason for this is usually in either the roast, the temperature of the machine or the grind.

To avoid this, try a can of Chock Full O’ Nuts French Roast coffee. This is a pure bred coffee (best in Brooklyn) and its cheaper than a can of LaVazza (which sucks) and you’ll never have to grind it. In fact, they grind it only one way and it works in pretty much all coffee makers–including the percolating type that my Grandma would use as she mixed eggshells in with the ground beans. The result is a splendid cup of coffee that is far cheaper than five lattes’ a week.

I am so glad I discovered this alternative. Now I won’t need a custom mouthpiece from the dentist.

Obama. Buy Camaro. Done.

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

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The new Camaro is the best car for the dollar ever produced by GM aside from…the Chevy Cobalt SS (.091 on skidpad and fastest FWD times ever around the Nurburb) the Corvette ZO6 and, of course, the ZR-1–the best performance per dollar value of all time (Nissan GTR aside).

Add the new Malibu to this and you have a reason besides politics to buy from the General.

Seriously, with GM announcing its bankruptcy (you heard it here first, its a done deal and I will pay all my Facebook friends $1 if I am wrong) there will be no other reason to buy their cars unless you want to support, well, I don’t what. While GM’s board showed no incentive to pursue profitable cars that consumers might buy until recently, the government and the UAW won’t improve things much. Surgical bankruptcy sounds like the jumbo shrimp of jurisprudence to me. Cadillac and Chevy have products that can and should make it on their own.

So.

I think the President should fish for votes somewhere else. He has the UAW vote in perpetuity, so why piss off taxpayers or bondholders when they eventually revolt? It will look like a bad investment that takes away from better looking investments (health care, summer camp, muscle car magazines) elsewhere.

It is cool to see a President pitch cars, banks and insurance policies (it really is). However, I suggest that he use his promethean celebrity to promote GM by simply buying and driving a new Camaro–preferably with the V-6. Obama is the best advertising property in the world at present. For the moment he has the celebrity that no money, tax policy or even political tap dance can buy. Buy one Camaro, get a few pictures in the badassmofo thing and forget about bailing out GM.

Unless the UAW discovers Jeb Bush.

Who might also enjoy the car.