February 27, 2012 | 1:11 pm

Innocent Flesh, Not so Innocent

Posted by Chava Tombosky

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When Kenyetta Lethridge wrote the play “Innocent Flesh”, I doubt she even realized the strong and gripping impact it would have on her audience.  After playing in Los Angeles for several months, it is now set to be featured in New York City off Broadway as well.  With a bare set, and minimal visuals to distract the viewers from this poignant story, four strong and brilliant actresses mesmerized us into the lives and horrors of human trafficking.

The story starts with four women who are character playing as small girls dancing and laughing during recess and then morphs into a chilling reality of their lives later, as young teenagers forced into sexual slave labor.  We get a glimpse of young innocence that is manipulated into a world of prostitution, child molestation, and sexual battery.  The actresses managed to play dual roles throughout the performance that were not only flawless but so well done, you actually forgot you were watching fiction.

When the play ended and the lights came up, I sat unable to speak and silent.  I was mesmerized by the performances and horrified by the reality that this world was based on very real stories that happen everyday in our own backyards.

Kenyetta not only wrote the play but directed it as well.  She managed to weave the story between the perfect group of characters. Each girl represented an emotional preciousness that everyone could relate to.  They were innocent, strong, vulnerable and damaged but all looking for the same very real need - “I just want someone to love me,” was a line said by each character at the beginning and at the closing of the narrative.

The vulnerable and naive character who thought prostitution wasn’t “So bad,” was played by the very brilliant Daphne Gabriel. Angelina Prendergas who also choreographed the dance sequences flawlessly played the strong rough and tough young teen who ran away from an abusive father that murdered her family.  When asked how she manages to morph into this abused young woman and still stay sane off the stage, she said “Other girls are living through this right now, I can do it for an hour.”

Jameelah Nuriddin gave a flawless performance that left me speechless when she portrayed a nine-year-old girl forced into prostitution from her drug addicted mother.  “Where does the blame land…it’s up to us to care for our youth today, because they are our future,” Jameelah said after the play.

Of course the most riveting and disturbing scene was flawlessly played by the brilliant Clara Gabrielle when her character was gang raped and then turned away from her middle class parents as a result of their shame.  Her vulnerability on stage was naked and bare and she managed to draw us in with an authenticity that created depth and a glimpse into the world of abuse and exploitation. “Clara, if you could say one thing to a young girl struggling in the world of human trafficking, what would it be,” I asked.  “Hang on. Don’t let people take away faith in yourself, hang on, hang on.”

Shame is for the silent and scared.  Kennyetta, Clara, Angelina, Jameelah, and Daphne along with producers Diana C Zollicoffer and Michael Mann remind us that pain is meant to be transformed through action rather than hide away from with inaction. Art is not just meant to entertain us, it is meant to teach us and give us something to think about.  It is meant to inspire change and give us a glimpse into unthinkable worlds so that we take initiative and ignite conversation and action.

Innocent Flesh opens March 15th at the Actor’s Temple Theater in New York City.

February 22, 2012 | 10:14 pm

2012 Los Angeles Herzog Wine Festival, a Night of Elegance and Sophistication

Posted by Chava Tombosky

From Left to Right, Jonathan Tabak wine guide, Philip Jones, Pacifica Wine maker, author's sister in law (it was her birthday)

This year’s annual International Food & Wine Festival event promised to be even more alluring and more popular than last year’s, forcing the Herzog Winery to move the event from their facility in Oxnard to the Century City Hyatt in Los Angeles.  This year’s 2012 wine festival featured one hundred and fifty different wines from vineyards all over the world as well as an elaborate gourmet spread catered by the winery’s Tierra Sur restaurant, lead by executive chef Todd Aarons. The event promised to be as intoxicating as last year’s, and I was super excited as the day arrived.

Although I was interested in eating and drinking till my heart’s content, ( I am Jewish) I was more interested in finally learning the art of wine sampling and decided to experience the event with a well versed wine guide whose passion could finally teach me how to choose wine in the supermarket without judging thebottle by how pretty the label looks.

The mission, had I chosen to accept it, was to taste as many wines as I could handle and finally understand the nuances surrounded by this age old craft.  I was up for the daunting task of getting wasted if I had to, just to learn this art.

I was lucky enough to have an old friend from childhood to finally teach me the difference between tutti fruity with a dark chocolate finish and big and bold with a full bodied flavor.  Jonathan Tabak, a wine enthusiast, found his way to the festival as early as one o’clock in the afternoon to get a head start on experiencing the kosher collection.  What was funny about this arrangement was that Jonathan was my best friend’s kid brother growing up. He was that kid that insisted on getting into our play time.  To say we frequently ditched poor little Jonathan would have been putting it mildly.  I was older, wiser, and more sophisticated, yet here I was in unfamiliar territory relying on Stephanie’s kid brother to show me the ropes into elegance and sophistication.  I met Jonathan by the sliced pastrami and liver Pâté, which delicately sat on toasted crostini. While I downed the sweetbread taurine- a heart stopper with carrots, tongue, sweet bread and gelatina (Kosher of course) in one hand and the mergaz with tahini and micro cilantro toppled with pickled peppers in the other, Jonathan smiled revealing purple teeth. My wine guide, who used to insist on roleplaying as the head fireman, now has purple teeth and is going to teach me sophistication? Right!

With an adorable purple grin, Jonathan began our tour.  Our first stop was at the Shiloh’s table. The Shiloh Winery is located in the heart of the historic wine region in Israel.  I was intrigued to see if I could actually see any difference between their top-shelf blend, 2006 Mosaic, and their newest release, 2009 Secret Reserve Cabernet Sauvignon.  The tasting began.  I wasn’t completely idiotic, I knew to swirl, I knew to sniff, I even knew to how to taste. I was deeply impressed by Jonathan’s understanding of how to sense subtlety in flavor.  I downed every drink.  And as the night grew older I realized that I was actually seeing the difference between each wine and characterstics of their varietals (grapes).  I could actually taste the mint and basil notes in Shiloh’s Mosaic versus the black fruit in their Secret Reserve that Jonathan described as “bold and big”, a wine which I considered one of my favorites.  I was even able to detect bubble gum and cotton candy when sipping the Tulip White 2010, an eclectic blend of Sauvignon Blanc and Gewurztraminer, an experience that I never thought I would enjoy.  I always hated white wine, but suddenly I couldn’t get enough of it.  It also helped that there were coconut macaroons and yellow sorbet with candied lamb bacon that resembled a small plate of bacon and eggs to clean my palette with. When asked why Jonathan had decided to become an enthusiast – he even has a blog called “Kosherwino” – he replied, “When I was growing up all we had at our Shabbat table was that sweet Manishewitz syrupy wine that tasted like cough medicine going down…there had to be a better way of experiencing wine, and I decided to buy a different bottle each week to experiment with.  I now have a collection of over four hundred kosher wines and I love it!”

Jonathan continued our tour.  I was confused for unlike me, he had been drinking all night, all day really and he seemed completely sober and clearheaded.  Funny….

Suddenly this chick who couldn’t tell the difference between merlot and cabernet, was tasting the baker’s dark chocolate in the Pacifca’s 2010 Meritage, a merlot cab mix from Washington state. I even asked Jonathan if he noticed the prune finish, to which he replied…”Don’t say prune, that’s offensive, say plum.”  But I did taste plum right? “Oh Chava, you are becoming sophisticated! Yes you did!”  Yet with all my sophistication I was laughing a little too much and could hardly feel my toes.  Funny….

At the end of the evening after tasting, swirling, and sipping, we sauntered over to the final table which had my number one favorite wine of the evening, partly because of the flavor, and partly because of the wine maker who had the best line of the night.  Jurgen Wagner, a German native living in Barcelona, handed me the PerajHaabibFlor de Primavera 2008 and I became hooked.  Aged in French oak barrels added spicy and toasty flavor to the dark fruit character.  At $60 a bottle, I had finally become that snooty wine taster who had clearly attained expensive taste- a fact my husband was not surprised about. When asked why Jurgen, who is not Jewish would choose to sell Kosher wines, a task that is more difficult and more demanding, he said “Kosher is different from other wines, it is wine with a conscience.”

Upon leaving, Jonathan and I spotted a serious wine taster who looked over enthusiastic.  “Be careful what you ask him, he’s super serious, you don’t want to sound like an idiot…” Jonathan warned me. David Raccah is a heavyweight wine connoisseur, a wine-ninja of sorts.  His blog is called “Wine Musings” and after the evening, I didn’t want to seem lame.  So I asked the best question I could which was, “What was your favorite wine featured tonight?”

“I was really impressed with the Shiloh’s 2009 Secret Reserve,” he replied

“Ya it’s pretty bold and hard, isn’t it,” I said.

“Well yes, as a matter of fact, you could say that,” he responded.

Then David swirled, sniffed and put a full taste in his mouth and spit.  “Did he just do that…,” I asked Jonathan.  Why is he spitting…what’s wrong with him?  “Chava, you know you’re not supposed to swallow every sample, right- or you’ll get drunk!”

“No actually, I didn’t know that.”  But then again, you don’t become sophisticated all in one night.

Lucky for me I don’t have to wait a whole year to evolve into sophistication.  The Herzog Winery in Oxnard has ongoing smaller wine tasting events all year long as well as a wine shop and their stellar restaurant, Tierra Sur, that I plan on making my way to with my new cultivated incredibly brillant and way more sophisticated, Jonathan in the very near future. Kid brother or not, Jonathan Tabak knows his stuff!

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