Rancho Paradiso; a home/museum on the Roaring Fork River, surrounded by 200 pieces of sculpture
Gene "Gino" Adcock; November 21, 2008
Sculptor extraordinaire, chef, mentor, master flirt, consummate host, maker of "you nique" humor, artist of life. Gone to join his beloved Jeanie
My first remembrance of Gino was about 34 years ago. He picked up Jeanne Lawrence and me in his Excalibur convertible and whisked us off to the Hollywood Bowl. Don't recall who was playing, but will never forget Gene's Chinese cellophane noodles with cucumbers and sesame seed dressing.*
Given the challenge of celebrating Gene’s life almost a year after his passing, I knew that it would have to be a “Gino” feast. This would be after the service down by the river, where we took his and Jeanie’s ashes and dropped them in the water with red and yellow roses…What a beautiful day it was. What a beautiful day it was. Listen to “Take me to the River” by Talking Heads on this link: http://rhaplinks.real.com/rhaplink?rhapid=6319293&type=playlist&title=Playlist&from=sansacliprhapid=6319293&type=playlist&title=Playlist&from=sansaclip.
Following the scattering of ashes, there was a two-hour croquet tournament. Champagne/wine was in a ice contained wheel barrow…and the feast began!
Gene "Gino" Adcock; November 21, 2008
Sculptor extraordinaire, chef, mentor, master flirt, consummate host, maker of "you nique" humor, artist of life. Gone to join his beloved Jeanie
My first remembrance of Gino was about 34 years ago. He picked up Jeanne Lawrence and me in his Excalibur convertible and whisked us off to the Hollywood Bowl. Don't recall who was playing, but will never forget Gene's Chinese cellophane noodles with cucumbers and sesame seed dressing.*
Given the challenge of celebrating Gene’s life almost a year after his passing, I knew that it would have to be a “Gino” feast. This would be after the service down by the river, where we took his and Jeanie’s ashes and dropped them in the water with red and yellow roses…What a beautiful day it was. What a beautiful day it was. Listen to “Take me to the River” by Talking Heads on this link: http://rhaplinks.real.com/rhaplink?rhapid=6319293&type=playlist&title=Playlist&from=sansacliprhapid=6319293&type=playlist&title=Playlist&from=sansaclip.
Following the scattering of ashes, there was a two-hour croquet tournament. Champagne/wine was in a ice contained wheel barrow…and the feast began!
Left to right: Croquet on the lawn, Gino Antipasti Platter, Coconut Shrimp/Apple Dip Smoked Salmon with Guacamole/Ponzu Sauce
Left to right: Procuitto wrapped Asparagus, Goat Cheese, Tomato/Ginger Jam, Fig/Blue Cheese/Pecan Terrine, Giant Prawns/Spicy Cocktail Sauce
Left to right: Procuitto wrapped Asparagus, Goat Cheese, Tomato/Ginger Jam, Fig/Blue Cheese/Pecan Terrine, Giant Prawns/Spicy Cocktail Sauce
“Our sincere thanks, love, appreciation, gratitude to you for the wonderful food, meal, presentation you gave for Gene’s indescribable, special, happy/sad memorial Day. Meeting you also made it so special.”…Janet and Herb Weisbard
*Gino, an interior Designer not only had fabulous taste, but threw wonderful parties. We often gathered at his Brentwood home or Ma Maison Restaurant in Beverly Hills, where he was the ultimate host and we took cooking classes with the best chefs in California. After moving to Carbondale, Colorado, he followed his renowned sculptress wife, Jeanie, into the shaping of marble and bronze. The studio was part of their home next to the Roaring Fork River where Magpies often landed on their head.
They traveled to Italy to select their next marble, entertained with incredible style and held annually a croquet gathering and July garden party...When his dear Jeanie, passed of a second bout of breast cancer, he continued to celebrate her life, though he missed her terribly. Their art is eternal...In his last Christmas card, always hand written, were Gene's words of cheer; "Let's make sure before we leave, we are happy with the way we turned out."…So long for now and thank you for all the fun and memories!
*Gino, an interior Designer not only had fabulous taste, but threw wonderful parties. We often gathered at his Brentwood home or Ma Maison Restaurant in Beverly Hills, where he was the ultimate host and we took cooking classes with the best chefs in California. After moving to Carbondale, Colorado, he followed his renowned sculptress wife, Jeanie, into the shaping of marble and bronze. The studio was part of their home next to the Roaring Fork River where Magpies often landed on their head.
They traveled to Italy to select their next marble, entertained with incredible style and held annually a croquet gathering and July garden party...When his dear Jeanie, passed of a second bout of breast cancer, he continued to celebrate her life, though he missed her terribly. Their art is eternal...In his last Christmas card, always hand written, were Gene's words of cheer; "Let's make sure before we leave, we are happy with the way we turned out."…So long for now and thank you for all the fun and memories!
Love always, ZM
