She was married to a baron, flew airplanes and fought for the French Resistance in North Africa. She smoked cigarettes from a holder, drove a Rolls Royce and sipped Chivas from a silver flask. And, for the last three decades of her life, she dedicated herself to helping jazz musicians.
Known as "The Jazz Baroness," she was a patron to the likes of Thelonious Monk and Art Blakey. Charlie Parker died in her hotel room. Now, a new biography called Nica's Dream tells the story of Kathleen Annie Pannonica de Koenigswarter.
The Chicago Mercantile Exchange ended trading in pork-belly futures last Friday.
When I heard the news, I dialed up the Merc's meat pit, and Brian Muno answered the phone. He's worked in the trading pit since 1975. And his father had been working there when the pork belly futures contract was invented, in the early sixties.
Muno had no sentimentality for the end of the pork-belly contract. A pragmatist by trade, he explained that the contract had far outlived its due.
Time now for movie critic Bob Mondello to suggest something for viewing at home, rather than the multiplex. This week, the 20th anniversary release of a film that jump-started a lot of careers: Boyz N The Hood.
South Central L.A. On the map, so close to Hollywood. But in 1991, it might as well have been on the moon as far as movie studios were concerned.