Out and Proud!

Mamma Biscuit and family want to officially kick off our Gay Pride weekend celebrations with a visit to Stonewall Inn and the lovely Christopher Park located directly across the street. Yeah, I know, you all are thinking that Gay Pride is all about showing off our bare chests and bulging muscles (a result of the Adonis Complex that we all suffer from, me included) or for some, shuffling off into the hot sweaty summer afternoon in a pair of ill-fitted heels and a wig (and to a certain degree, that’s exactly what Gay Pride is about) but before we get to the eye candy and the fun festivities, a historical look back into the struggles that our community has endured is in order to fully appreciate the fabulousness that is the New York City Gay Pride Parade!


In the early hours of June 28th, 1969, police raided the Stonewall Inn Bar in the Greenwich Village neighborhood of New York City. This raid ignited a series of spontaneous, violent demonstrations against the authorities. When word of this raid and the overall resistance to it spread, tensions between New York City police and gay residents of Greenwich Village erupted into more protests the next evening, and again several nights later. I mean really, what were those dumb cops thinking when they decided to raid a gay bar filled with drunk drag queens?! Anyway, within weeks, Village residents quickly organized into activist groups to concentrate efforts on establishing places for gays and lesbians to be open about their sexual orientation without fear of being arrested. Simply put, they wanted to make a firm statement to authority and to the society at large that the LGBT community wasn’t going to take their unjust discrimination any longer!


I feel like in our current culture, we throw the word hero around very loosely to describe random acts of kindness but I have to be honest, the fact that these brave men and women challenged such a homophobic police squad in an effort to demand the rights to simply exist and gather within a gay establishment without being physically assaulted, harassed and incarcerated by them is the courage and resiliency that drives our community and is the pure definition of what heroes really are!

Mamma Biscuit definitely needed to be schooled on our LGBT history—not only because it’s important for her to know just how lucky her two daddies are in 2012 but because she herself has developed into a bit of a gay icon as well! So off we went with our little gremlin to visit the Gay Liberation monument commissioned by Peter Putnam (1927-1987) located in Christopher Park directly across the street from the Stonewall Inn—where the LGBT rights movement started that very night 43 years ago. So there we were, trying to snap a bunch of photos of Mamma Biscuit as she used the leg of a lesbian made of painted bronze that was cast from plaster as a springboard for obtaining a soft-chew treat that Tommy dangled before her eyes. Mamma sure knows how to drum up a crowd of onlookers—albeit most were homeless and a bit cracky but you get my point.



I’m almost positive that artist George Segal would have approved of Mamma Biscuit jumping up and down and all around his monument since the work itself is a depiction of two couples (gay and lesbian) engaging in a loving, caring and affectionate way—the very hallmark of LGBT people! There is nothing more caring and more affectionate than our little Biscuit Lady so draping her stout and furry body all over the Gay Liberation Monument practically enhanced the public piece of art in my opinion!




From Christopher Park, we walked along Christopher Street where we stopped in front of a bakery to take a few portraits of Mamma Biscuit. Actually, the bitch stopped us abruptly from our walk because she smelt the amazing aroma of baked goods wafting out from the open front door of the bakery. Plopping Mamma Biscuit on that bench to snap a couple of photos was an obvious opportunity I just couldn’t pass up!


Mamma drew a huge crowd along this busy corner with her floppy tongue and unbearable cuteness and at one point, she had so many admirers that she could have been the grand marshal of Christopher Street. As I was taking photos of her, there were several other tourists and locals taking the same photos with their own cameras!


From Christopher Street, we took a right onto Bleeker Street and stumbled upon what seemed like the perfect ending to this Gay Pride history tour with Mamma Biscuit—a Karl Lagerfeld pop up shop! This store was exactly what Mamma Biscuit and I needed before heading west bound to get a bite to eat at Blossom Du Jour. Nothing says Gay Pride more than a stuffed doll of Karl Legerfeld amongst a store filled with over priced clothing depicting Karl’s face. The only thing missing from that doll was a bunch of push pins because knowing how sulfuric Karl’s forked-tongue and mouth can be, why wouldn’t he have made his likeness into a voodoo doll?

So this Sunday, before heading out to the Gay Pride Parade here in New York City, take a moment to reflect on just how lucky we really are. Although we have a long way to go in breaking down negative perceptions and stereotypes of who we are as people, as Americans, we sure have the luxury to simply exist, couple, congregate and most importantly publicly speak out on the political issues that affect us the most. Think about those courageous people back in 1969 who finally stood up to authority and demanded to be treated like a human being. Thank them for chipping away at homophobia in this country while risking their very own lives. Most importantly, think about all LGBT people from around the world who are suffering right now as if it were 1969—as I wrote last year for gay pride, when one suffers abroad simply for being gay, we all suffer. As for Mamma Biscuit, she knows a thing or two about the lack of freedom considering she was incarcerated in a puppy mill for the first 8 years of her life. For Gay Pride 2012, Mamma Biscuit is sending her pug hugs and kisses to every LGBT person on this planet!

Oh, one last thing, take a look at the enclosed trailer for Stonewall Uprising to get an idea of how horrifying it must have been as a gay man or lesbian woman living in 1969 in this country—this is how the LGBT Rights Movement all unfolded and there is no stopping us!

Happy Pride Everyone!

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Happy Daddy’s Day Weekend!

We are fast approaching Father’s Day weekend here and at the Biscuit household, we intend to celebrate a different kind of Daddy’s Day. Surprised? Well, if you can all recall, last year, I highlighted Tom of Finland as a major gay Icon and contributor to the Daddy way of life so this year I have someone who is equally as hot and fantastic. That’s right, never one to keep things typical and traditional, Mamma Biscuit and family won’t even think of boring you all with talk of hideously conservative neck ties, tales that involve a BBQ grill along with some dead animal most people call food or regaling you all with memories of tossing a football back and forth between father and son because honestly, none of that stuff ever happened in my household when I was growing up. My father is an immigrant from Italy and his neck ties are of the Versace variety! We never fired up a BBQ grill because we were too busy eating homemade pasta dishes every night and the only thing my dad ever tossed my way is a piece of semolina bread, not a football! Anyway, for Daddy’s Day this year, I wanted to highlight a personal favorite gay Icon of mine that rarely gets any attention in the gay lexicon—Peter Berlin!

Peter Berlin? Who the hell is he? Well, in the early to mid-1970s, Peter Berlin created some of the most recognizable gay male erotic imagery of that time. Serving as his own photographer, model, and fashion designer, Peter redefined self-portraiture and became an international sensation. His images in my opinion go way beyond sexual stimulation. They depict erotic, sexual fantasies through originally designed fetishistic clothing. Obviously, his suggestive poses and gestures are rooted in sex and porn but his style, his technique of painting over inferior prints and the narrative of most of his photographs tell a larger story of surrealism and of fashion. Peter Berlin boiled sex down to a visual fantasy in real life as well as on film, and that’s what makes him a true visual artist in my opinion!


Great-nephew to the famous fashion photographer George Hoyningen-Huene, Peter grew up in a poor, aristocratic family in Berlin during the 1940s and 50s. In his early 20s, he worked as a photographer for the German TV fashion journal VIP Schaukel taking photographs of European celebrities such as Catherine Deneuve, Alfred Hitchcock, Klaus Kinski, and Brigitte Bardot. Berlin’s real passion, however, was photographing himself in erotic poses and making skintight clothes to wear as he cruised the parks and train stations of Berlin—a man after my own heart! If you take the time to research his incredible archive of photographs, you’ll start to realize that this man was totally ahead of his time. His sense of style and mix of gay street culture along with typical gay male heroes define a unique look that can very well stand side-by-side with contemporary male imagery that you see today. No one in the 70’s looked like this guy!

In the early 1970s, Peter moved to San Francisco and became a fixture on the streets, famous for his highly suggestive clothing, huge basket crotch and constant cruising. He collaborated with friend Richard Abel on a 16mm hard-core porn film entitled Nights in Black Leather (1972) in which he played the lead role. Peter’s poster for the film was a sensation and helped make Nights in Black Leather an enormous underground hit. I have yet to see this film but I do own That Boy, a film he created in 1974 in which Peter directed, produced, wrote, and starred. Simply put, this film is a hot time-capsule of the San Francisco gay scene with tons of great street vignettes of Peter roaming about through his days! But back to Nights in Black Leather, it was originally billed as “Peter Burian,” but Berlin was forced to change his stage name to “Peter Berlin” after an actor named Peter Burian threatened to sue. His self-portraits were widely published and sold, making Peter a gay household name and an international celebrity. He was also the subject of several Robert Mapplethorpe photographs and six drawings by Tom of Finland.

I had the pleasure of meeting Peter Berlin back in 2006 when he came to New York City for a screening and Q&A for his documentary by Jim Tushinski entitled That Man: Peter Berlin—the title being a play on his 1974 film, entitled That Boy: Peter Berlin. Below is the American version of the poster and packaging for that film—clearly an inspiration for Mamma Biscuit’s header for this post. Doesn’t Mamma Biscuit look so butch in her leather motorcycle cap? Go ahead, scroll back up, I can wait!

I remember waiting on line to get into the theater and seeing Peter outdoors zooming around with his camera and taking such a serious interest in documenting the entire scene outside before the screening began! At that point, he must have been well into his 60’s but he was still very thin, very muscular and still very handsome as he wore a pair of skintight white jeans, motorcycle boots and a ball cap on his head! The moment I saw him, I quickly left my spot on line to go and introduce myself and to have him autograph my promotional postcard of him that I carried with me to the event. He was kind of shy but also very direct about looking me up and down (literally from head to toe) before signing the post card. When he was through, he said to me, “you, I love your look, your mohawk, it’s very hot” and then very quickly, he scurried off into the theater. I’m in skintight Levis and cowboy boots almost every day of my life so I knew he would enjoy my look. That interaction was one of my most treasured New York City memories—and I just had to frame and hang the signed postcard on the wall. His high-school-bubble-letter-hand-writing alone makes this postcard priceless!

I can’t seem to find a proper trailer for That Man: Peter Berlin but this video with scenes of Peter talking about the film seems to sum up the documentary very well! As Peter says in this video, “sex is a very serious business, smiling and lovey-dovey and romance has nothing to do with good sex” This man is brilliant and so German I can’t stand it!

Here is a funny clip in the documentary of John Waters sharing his opinions and experiences with Peter Berlin.

Though Peter retreated from the limelight in the 1980s (he’s also known as the Greta Garbo of porn and has admitted to spending the last 20 years watching Judge Judy on television), he continues to make videos of himself and lives quietly in San Francisco, where he is still recognized on the streets by his fans. So give it up for a truly unique gay icon because like Mamma Biscuit, Peter is a one-of-a-kind talent that comes along once in a lifetime!

Happy Daddy’s Day everyone!

All images of Peter Berlin and bio info has been taken from his web site.

Enjoy

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Vegan Summer Shop-Up!

What do hip New Yorkers do on a Sunday afternoon in June? They shop vegan! The Pine Box Rock Shop in Bushwick, Brooklyn is hosting a Vegan Summer Shop-Up (an all-vegan market) this Sunday, June 10th between 12 and 6pm and we at Sweet Semosh will be there happily selling our freshly baked treats. So stop on by if you have a moment to check it all out. Tommy and I and our good friend Vadim will be on hand to meet and greet and handle all our baked goods.



Unfortunately, Mamma Biscuit will not be with us at this event however, our planned menu alone should be enough for you to forgive us for that because on hand, we will have:

• Coconut Dream Cupcakes
• Chocolate Chip Sandwich Cookies
• Chocolate Cupcakes with “Milk” Chocolate Icing
• Cakey Chocolate Chip Cookies
• Oatmeal Raisin Sandwich Cookies with “Cream Cheese” Frosting



We’ve covered these treats extensively here on Mamma’s little corner on the web before so for now, let’s focus our attention on Tommy’s delicious mini cupcakes. These petite Coconut Dream Cupcakes are just that—a dream!



Bite-size and perfect for any occasion, big or small. If there is one thing Mamma Biscuit knows best, it’s that great things come in small packages (after all, Tommy is a compact guy and he’s wonderful) and these mini-cupcakes just prove that very sentiment!


Sweet Semosh will have both these mini cupcakes as well as the standard size cupcakes on hand at the Vegan Shop-Up event so go on and plan to treat yourself to something heavenly, you won’t be disappointed!


Hope to see you all there

PS: If you haven’t seen it already, check out the featured interview written by Julia Szabo on Mamma Biscuit that was just published today on Dogster.com. Click here to read the the full article!

Enjoy

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The Falling Man!

There’s a reason why I don’t look up into the sky while I’m prancing around New York City while shaking my curly tail. Ok, usually it’s because I’m shoving my snout deep into a corner full of urine to give my sense of smell a good workout but the other day, when Daddy was walking me on 23rd Street heading westbound towards 9th Avenue, I looked up and saw a man falling down from the sky. I nearly jumped into my Daddy’s arms from fright before realizing that the falling man was just floating up in the sky. So I parked my butt right on the sidewalk and gave it a closer look despite Daddy tugging me annoyingly from my leash in hopes to get me to continue walking.


After a few unbearably cute pug head-tilts at the unmoving yet seemingly falling figure in the sky and a few confused and worried head-tilts directed at no one in particular on the sidewalk, my Daddy knelt down and gave me a pug kiss and a squeeze. I love it when he does that. I sometimes lick his forehead when he gets his face close to mine, but I digress. My Daddy then began to explain to me that the man falling from the sky was really a sculpture created by a neon artist named Craig Kraft. He explained that the sculpture, which was created in 1995, is a life-size negative cast, which curves inwards—and that at night, the neon lights placed inside the cast illuminate the entire piece. Before this sculpture found his permanent home on the Cell Theatre’s building, Falling Man traveled the world and was displayed in Puerto Rico, Mexico and South Korea. Wow, I thought, barking twice in amazement! Only here in New York City could a dog like me walk by an nondescript building like this with such an adornment hanging off the facade!


Now I don’t know much about art, after all, I’m a simple pug with simple interests like napping, eating and well . . . napping but I would assume that this man represents the concept of the “artist” taking a leap into the unknown considering it hangs from the facade of the Cell Theatre— a modern day salon that leans away from mainstream performances to showcase emerging young artists or older artists who are underrepresented. That’s not a bad assumption from a pug like me who nods off during the middle of the day!


Oh, and in case you were wondering, Daddy gave me a whole bunch of soft-chew treats after we left the spot on the sidewalk below this sculpture—all and all, it was a good walk!

Enjoy

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Mamma’s Wild Oats!

Freshly baked out of the oven, Mamma brings to you all yet another installment of amazing Sweet Semosh vegan delights—and make no mistake, these babies aren’t your Nanna’s oatmeal cookies! Bursting with old-fashioned, organic rolled oats and plump raisins, these classic cookies are a traditional favorite, especially for those who—dare I say it—don’t care for chocolate. Now I’ll be the first to say that I’m a chocolate-cookie-kind-of-guy and I can wholeheartedly say that these cookies are a yummy alternative to a traditional chocolate chip cookie!



Sweet Semosh Oatmeal Raisin Cookies have crisp edges and chewy centers. The addition of toasted wheat germ not only gives these cookies a nutty taste and texture, but also adds an assortment of vitamins and minerals. Now we won’t go as far as to say these cookies are healthy, but boy do they taste good!



So go on my New York City peeps, head out to Uptown Juice Bar in Harlem or Westerly Natural Market in Hell’s Kitchen and grab yourself a bag of these oatmeal and raisin cookies—you won’t regret it!


Sugar responsibly!

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