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June 21, 2026

Father's Day 2026 ~ Dad's egg cup

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Dad's egg cup - 2026
photo by Styrous®
 
 
        
        
        
         
 
        
Today is Father's Day, a time to reflect on childhood relations; for honoring one's father, as well as fatherhood, paternal bonds, and the influence of fathers in society as well as one's life. To say he had a major impact on my life is putting it mildly. His egg cup is a case in point.         
         
I took care of him the last twelve years of his life; in the beginning I started tending to his finances, rent, utilities, his car (he had my old '62 Volkswagen bus which I eventually had to take away from him) . . . 
 
 
'62 Volkswagen bus
 
 
. .  because he kept forgetting to take care of them. By the end he had full blown Alzheimer's. During that time, although I'm not a great cook, I would cook his meals which included breakfast. He had to have eggs every morning and his eggs had to be cooked exactly as follows: almost soft boiled with the yokes not quite runny but NOT hard boiled, they had to be done exactly perfect. After a couple of years I found this ceramic egg cup that held the egg in the exact position so you could crack the shell and scoop out the egg. He LOVED that cup and looked forward to eating from it every single morning!   
   
I would take care of his other needs while cooking it, getting clothes together to wash, folding the ones washed, getting him ready for the day care (I was working at he time), etc. and of course, couldn't watch the egg cook. If the egg was not done EXACTLY the way he liked it, he absolutely refused to eat it and I would have to cook another one. After I cooked the other one, of course there was the one he wouldn't eat. It made me crazy! What to do with it? I didn't always want an egg for breakfast but I was raised to never waste food, so I ate it. I must have eaten a million eggs I didn't want.           
 
So, here it is Father's Day. It's been a quarter century since he died and I'll be damned, I still have his egg cup! Tom fell in love with it as well and used it as a salt cellar! This caused the top and metal rim to corrode and he had to stop using it but he kept it anyway. 
 
 

 
It's very, very hard to give up things you've come to cherish.      

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Father's Day was first proposed by Sonora Smart Dodd of Spokane, Washington, in 1909; Dodd was born in Jenny Lind, Sebastian County, Arkansas. It is currently celebrated in the United States annually on the third Sunday in June.      
 
It did not have much success initially. In the 1920s, Dodd stopped promoting the celebration while she was studying at the Art Institute of Chicago, and it faded into relative obscurity, even in Spokane. In the 1930s, Dodd returned to Spokane and started promoting the celebration again, raising its awareness at a national level. She had the help of those trade groups that would benefit most from the holiday, for example the manufacturers of ties, tobacco pipes, and any traditional presents to fathers. Americans resisted the holiday at first, perceiving it as just an attempt by merchants to replicate the commercial success of Mother's Day, and newspapers frequently featured cynical and sarcastic attacks and jokes.  But the trade groups did not give up: they kept promoting it and even incorporated the jokes into their adverts, and they eventually succeeded. By the mid-1980s, the Father's Council wrote that "(...) [Father's Day] has become a Second Christmas for all the men's gift-oriented industries."     
 
A bill to accord national recognition of the holiday was introduced in Congress in 1913. In 1916, President Woodrow Wilson went to Spokane to speak at a Father's Day celebration and wanted to make it official, but Congress resisted, fearing that it would become commercialized. (Ummm . . ?) US President Calvin Coolidge recommended in 1924 that the day be observed by the nation but stopped short of issuing a national proclamation. Two earlier attempts to formally recognize the holiday had been defeated by Congress. In 1957, Maine Senator Margaret Chase Smith wrote a proposal accusing Congress of ignoring fathers for 40 years while honoring mothers, thus "[singling] out just one of our two parents". In 1966, President Lyndon B. Johnson issued the first presidential proclamation honoring fathers, designating the third Sunday in June as Father's Day. Six years later, the day was made a permanent national holiday when President Richard Nixon signed it into law on April 24, 1972.   
 
American stand-up comedian and writer Ali Siddiq has a hilarious take on the concept of Father's Day on YouTube (link below).          
 
 
 
 
So, here's to you Pops & Tom! 
Happy Father's Day! 
 
Dad's egg cup - 2026 
photo by Styrous®
 
        
        
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Styrous® ~ Father's Day, Sunday, June 21, 2026        
      














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July 12, 2020

Corona Virus isolation ~ Day 119: liver 'n onions, cable cars, Moar's cafeteria & Benny Bufano

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grilled liver dinner 2020
 prepared by Tom White

       

grilled liver     
grilled onions      
buttered peas
mashed potatoes



I was asked what I wanted for dinner on this special day. After pondering for a while, a menu item from my childhood I hadn't thought of for decades popped into my mind: Liver and onions!  
    
When I was a kid my father would take me out to lunch! We would go to different places; one was the lunch counter at Woolworths, the "five-and-dime store" store on the corner of Powell and Market Street, which was an Owl Drug Store before that. There were actually two counters at Woolworths, one upstairs and one in the basement, both of them across from showcases filled with various merchandise.       


Woolworths lunch counter - ca 1950's
photographer unknown


I loved going there as before or after lunch I would watch the cable cars being turned around on the turntable on Powell Street in front; the conductors would do the turning but the public was welcome to join in. I did it quite a few times but the public was banned from joining in sometime in the seventies I think; fear of being sued. Too bad as it was great fun and a thrill to be a part of it especially when you're a kid.     
      
Chrome postcard published by H. S. Crocker Co. - ca 1950


But my very favorite place to have lunch was at Moar's Cafeteria, just a few steps away and across the street from Woolworths at 33 Powell Street. It was my favorite for two reasons; you could order a variety of individual dishes, like tapas I discovered forty years later in Spain (link below), cereal, pasta, vegetables, meats, desserts, etc. It was totally different from eating at home where the whole meal was set with no substitutions. My absolutely favorite items were beef liver with grilled onions, sweet peas and mashed potatoes. It was what I ordered almost every time I went. The second reason was the mosaic murals by Beniamino "Benny" Bufano in the cafeteria.  


Benny Bufano, mosaic murals - August 19, 1970 
Moar’s Cafeteria 
 Photo: Bill Young, San Francisco Chronicle


I could have spent the whole day looking at them while I let my lunch get cold but my father wouldn't let me; they were like no works of art I had ever seen and the detail on them was mesmerizing. By this time I was deep into archeology and was familiar with Ancient Roman art with its mosaic tradition, such as the Judgment of Paris from the Greek legend, made of marble, limestone and glass tesserae tiles in the Atrium House triclinium in Antioch (115–150 AD.). I was later to use this theme for one of my works in an exhibition (link below).     


Judgment of Paris, Roman mosaic - 115–150 AD


Bufano created the large murals for Moar's Cafeteria in 1950, however, they were removed in the 1970s for BART construction (what a huge mistake, the removal and BART).        


Benny Bufano, Moar’s Cafeteria - April 11, 1950 
Photo: Art Frisch, San Francisco Chronicle


Beniamino Bufano was born in San Fele, Italy, on October 15, 1890. He came to the United States in 1901 with his mother and 11 or 16 siblings; Bufano was quoted as saying that he was one of 15 children. The date of his birth is also uncertain.         

He studied at the Art Students League of New York during 1913–1915 with sculptors Herbert Adams, Paul Manship, and James Earle Fraser and assisted them with their work; he also assisted Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney (Mrs. Harry Payne Whitney) at her home studio in Roslyn, New York in about 1913. The relationship ended abruptly as Bufano, charged with making maquettes from Mrs. Whitney's sketches, consistently altered them to his own design. After he ignored several requests to reproduce the sketches as they were, Mrs. Whitney lost patience and smashed Bufano's sculptures on the floor. He resigned on the spot.         

In the fall of 1914, Manship invited Bufano to work with Robert Treat Paine on a commission Manship had received for the 1915 Panama-Pacific International Exposition. Bufano rented a room in the Chinatown section of San Francisco, made some friends there, and became fascinated with Chinese art. He was given additional sculpture projects at the exposition, panels for the Arches of Triumph and a festoon over the main door of the Palace of Fine Arts.          

Shortly after the United States entered World War I in 1917, Bufano accidentally cut off half of his right index finger. He decided to mail the "trigger finger" to President Woodrow Wilson as a protest against the war. He allowed a legend to develop that he had intentionally severed the finger for this purpose.            

In 1917 he returned to California and rented a studio in Pasadena, where he sculpted portrait heads and took philosophy classes. But he decided San Francisco was where he most wanted to live, and it became his home base for the rest of his life. There is an excellent video of his work with just music, no dialogue (link below).           


Beniamino Bufano & sculptures- June 24, 1956
Photo: Gordon Peters, San Francisco Chroniclee


Beniamino Bufano taught at the California College of Arts & Crafts and continued to create art and to be seen as a colorful local character until his death from heart disease in 1970. In his will he disinherited his daughter Aloha M. Bufano-Jones (1918–1991) and did not mention his son Erskine Scott Bufano, leaving everything to an entity he and patron friends had established called the Bufano Society of the Arts. Erskine successfully contested the will and became the head of the society. Erskine died in 2010. Bufano is buried at Holy Cross Cemetery in Colma, California.      
                
         





Viewfinder links:               
     
Barcelona, España Journals        
Beniamino "Benny" Bufano         
Corona Virus articles            
Judgement of Paris         
Angel Morales         
Tom White           
         
Net links:         
   
California Art Research Archive ~ Beniamino BUFANO (1898-1970) 
Fog City Streets ~ Riding a Cable Car in San Francisco          
Hoodline.com ~ How Cable Cars Became An Exclusively San Francisco Treat 
SF Chronicle ~   
       Benny Bufano, a San Francisco sculptor who broke the mold    
       SF beloved cable cars return to streets after 10-day shutdown  
San Francisco Days ~ Cable Car Lines/Routes         
    
YouTube links:             

Antiques Road Show ~ Beniamino Bufano Bronzes, ca. 1960      
Bufano (1 min., 23 secs.)       
Bufano sculptures (just music NO talking)      
San Francisco's Cable Cars          
Powell and Market Cable Car Turnaround in San Francisco     
Market St. at Powell St. Cable Car Turn-around aerial view       
     
     
     
Liver 'n onions 'n Benny Bufano, 
what more could a boy ask for? 
     
     
     
Styrous® ~ Sunday, July 12, 2020         
     





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