#Walken's bakery

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Christopher Walken, right, then known as Ronnie Walken, and his brother Glenn rolling out dough in their father's bakery in Astoria, ca. 1955. Both young Walkens were child actors, appearing in early TV soap operas such as The Guiding Light and The Secret Storm.

Paul and Rosalie Walken opened their bakery on 29th St. & Broadway in 1931, and the business thrived for several decades. Paul came from a family of German bakers, and most of the bakery's employees spoke German. One of them, in the early 1960s, was Lidia Bastianich, who years later became a celebrity chef. Her family, Italian refugees, lived across the street from the bakery.

The Walkens and their three sons, Kenneth, Ronald, and Glenn, lived in a five-story apartment house near the bakery at 30-83 29th St.  They later bought a house in Bayside. Rosalie Walken lived there until she passed away in 2010, at the age of 104.

Top photo: Getty Images/Connecticut Post Bottom photo: Victory Sweet Shop Facebook

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12-year-old Christopher Walken making pie crust in his father's bakery, 1955

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Christopher Walken in the 50’s rolling out dough at his father’s bakery in Astoria, NY.

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Sitges 2016: Tribute to Christopher Walken

Christopher Walken (born Ronald Walken; March 31, 1943) is an American actor. 

Walken was born Ronald Walken on March 31, 1943, in Astoria, Queens, New York City. His parents were Rosalie Russell (1907–2010), a Scottish immigrant from Glasgow, and Paul Wälken (1903–2001), a German immigrant from Gelsenkirchen who owned and operated Walken's Bakery in Astoria.

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Christopher Walken and his brother Glenn roll out dough for pie crusts at their father's bakery in 1955

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Christopher Walken and his brother Glenn roll out dough for pie crusts at their father's bakery in 1955.

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Happy Halloween, Ben!  I hope you are continuing to feel better!  Do you expect any trick-or-treaters tonight?  (Is that a thing in the Netherlands?)  I hope you find lots of good candy at the grocery store!  I myself have two bags of dark chocolate Kit Kats to hand out to all the kids I foresee coming by (*wink wink*)  Your pumpkin is adorable, by the way.  I wanted to do some cool faces with mine, but my friends that normally host a Halloween party decided to just hold their Costume and Pumpkin Decorating Contests online, and the theme was “2020”.  I thought “well, I’ll just get two pumpkins, and use one for the contest and one for whatever."  Then one of them started molding, which seemed very on brand for this year, so I just went with it, and ended up with meme pumpkins.  I included a color pic, so you can see just how gross the one got.  Fun fact: the top of it is held on by being skewered with a dowel rod and set in place along the rim.  In case you were curious (you probably weren’t, but oh well), trying to scoop out a moldy pumpkin is indeed deeply gross.  Imagine a physical manifestation of the sensation most people seem to feel when you say the word "moist”.  Just…so gross and squishy…  *shudders in remembrance*

My costume attempt turned out okay given that I managed to pull it together entirely out of things I already had.  In case you don’t recognize the symbol, I was one of the more recent comic versions of Black Canary (this one at least had proper shorts).  Let me tell you, trying to free hand draw that goddamn bird outline with no printer or projector was an adventure.  I had to do it backwards, essentially, too, because I realized that pencil marks are extremely difficult to erase off of craft foam.

And I just wanted to show off that I’m the kind of classy bitch who drinks wine out of a can (also, it’s an awesome can.)  To be fair, it was actually surprisingly decent (I say, as though I know shit about wine).  I sent a picture to a friend, and she started teasing me, and I said “it’s a rainbow can, how was I supposed to pass it up?”, and she was like “you know what, fair, I would have done the same thing."  I also got some kind of sparkling red wine to drink tonight for proper spooky effect.  The cashier commented on it being good as I was checking out, so here’s hoping.

I know what you mean about endless plot ideas, too.  I started a couple of smaller pieces to work on when my longer WIP gets overwhelming, got on a roll, and have almost finished one.  I got super excited when I finally got to a few of the lines that were among the first I thought of for it months ago, then realized "fuck, now I have to write the smut, don’t I?"  So, hopefully the wine will offer some inspiration there, too. XD

By the way, I totally wasn’t kidding about the Chris Evans/Henry Cavill rom com idea.  I totally went and found it in my FB messages and screen-shot it so that I can now inflict share it.  Buckle up, here we go:  So, Chris’s character’s great-aunt (played by Angela Landsbury) talks him into coming to stay with her along the English coast after his divorce, and help her run her mystery book shop.  Only, less than a week in, she runs off to go on vacation with her boy toy (Christopher Walken).  By this point, he’s already ended up in an unexpected rivalry with the co-owner of the comic shop next door (Henry), who’s been trying to get the great-aunt to sell him part of the bookstore’s storage space to build a table-top gaming area.  The woman (Natalie Dormer) who runs the little bakery/tea shop attached to the other side of the bookstore has a running bet with the other co-owner of the comic shop (John Boyega) on how long it will take for the two men to realize just what type of tension there actually is between them.  Chris could wear hipster glasses, and skinny jeans, and cozy sweaters/cardigans, that he could remove at strategic moments to reveal the ridiculousness that is his arms and chest.  Henry could wear tight jeans and fitted nerdy t-shirts and SET THE CURLS FREE GODDAMMIT.  And of course at least one encounter would have to happen at a dog park, because both their RL dogs are absolutely adorable and deserve a moment in the spotlight.  Please, Netflix, I’m begging you.  Make it happen.  (If you curious, this particular moment of inspiration struck during a discussion over "if Evans is America’s Ass, is Cavill Britain’s?"  My friends are also classy like me.  XD ) 

Well, on that note, I’m gonna shut up for a while, and go wash the color out of my hair, because I think it’s been on at least half an hour longer than it should be, technically.  Enjoy your sugary findings, and I hope they and your coffee give plenty of energy for writing your various projects! :D  I hope you continue to feel better, and that things keep looking up!  Take care!  *Properly socially distanced and seasonally spoopy hugs to you both!*

Okay 1: omg I need that gay wine. (Rainbow wine, whatever.) That is amazing, I love it. And I totally get why you needed that. I don’t have any wine for myself tonight. But I have some Budweiser (Or well “Bud” as it is called here), cans of coke and Jack Daniels, so I should be good.

 And I think your jacket turned out pretty well! Looks awesome. (Though I get what you mean about craftfoam. It is a bitch to work with when you only have pencils and no stencils.)

Halloween isn’t much of a thing here I’m afraid, aside from some witches who celebrate samhain and the uprising of general pop culture there aren’t many people who really celebrate Halloween like in the US. So no, I don’t expect any trick or treaters tonight (also because COVID has us on a 8 pm curfew). 

I think the Netherlands celebrates Saint Martin far more which Wikipedia explains pretty well as: Saint Martin's day, also known as the Funeral of Saint Martin, Martinstag or Martinmas, as well as Old Halloween and Old Hallowmas Eve is the Funeral day of Saint Martin of Tours (else Martin le Miséricordieux) and is celebrated on 11 November each year.

The day is celebrated on the evening of 11 November (the day Saint Martin was buried) in the Netherlands, where he is known as Sint-Maarten. As soon it gets dark, children up to the age of 11 or 12 (primary school age) go door to door with hand-crafted lanterns made of hollowed-out sugar beet or, more recently, paper, singing songs such as "Sinte Sinte Maarten", to receive candy or fruit in return. In the past, poor people would visit farms on the 11th of November to get food for the winter. In the 1600s, the city of Amsterdam held boat races on the lake IJ. 400 to 500 light craft, both rowing boats and sailboats, took part with a vast crowd on the banks.

But other than that we don’t really have a holiday where children go door to door to ask for candy.

It’s getting more popular now in recent years to do so on Halloween, as well as Halloween parties, but it’s not very widespread.

I know what you mean about endless plot ideas, too.  I started a couple of smaller pieces to work on when my longer WIP gets overwhelming, got on a roll, and have almost finished one.  I got super excited when I finally got to a few of the lines that were among the first I thought of for it months ago, then realized "fuck, now I have to write the smut, don’t I?"  So, hopefully the wine will offer some inspiration there, too. XD

Yeah I was really excited to write some fanfic for Love and Monsters and then today I started doubting that. And now I’m leaning towards writing more Petopher fic where Chris gets turned?

I blame @for-the-love-of-wolves​ for that one because I read their fic and now I’m like: that’s a good idea. I want to write that too. And now I can’t shake it.

I should really finish things but urgh... part of me just wants to write more teen wolf fanfic.

I’m really curious about your wip though, I hope that when you’re ready to share it, I get to read it too. ^^

Honestly, Netflix needs to make this idea happen. I insists. I wonder if my friend who works their customer service can pitch ideas but I don’t have much hope for that. Would be pretty awesome though to see this come alive because it’s GOOD! Holy moly I want that to happen now XD. Brittain’s ass is it, UK Vs US ass fight!

Wait is that too gay?

Ah who cares XD

I’m still snivelling with a cold but it’s only stuff coming out of my nose, for the most part, I’m doing pretty good and can focus somewhat on things again. And no real pain aside from the general ones.

So I’m gonna wish you Happy Halloween, have a good night and lots of socially distanced hugs from me and Mo.

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christopher walken used to work in his parents bakery in his late teens/early 20s in astoria, NY and he gave my very young mom a cookie on the house and i think thats just neat

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Pat & Gracie’s Kitchen & Tavern

Currently listening to “Shade” by Trash Boat.

If you would have told me a year ago that I would eventually visit four major cities in Ohio, I would have slapped you in the jaw and called you a liar. But, here we are today and all the prophecies came true. To be completely honest, I’m not even mad about it. In my latest trip, I visited the town of Columbus and I was pleasantly surprised. Since this is the 14th most populous city in the United States, it only makes sense that there are a ton of things to do to keep you occupied. I filled my time by doing what I do best. Eating and drinking. Okay, I did a few other things too, so stop looking at me Swan! One of the first pit stops on this cool Saturday morning was the infamous North Market. If I didn’t have burgers on my brain, this is definitely where I would be stuffing my face. It’s a plethora of local businesses ranging from coffee shops to bakeries, butcheries, craft beer fridges, ice cream counters, and every nationality of food, single served and ready for consumption. A true foodie’s paradise. Naturally, I had to show my dominance at the hot sauce counter by eating the spiciest one they had offer. The crowd ooh’ed and ahh’ed as I easily chomped through a heavily doused tortilla chip. As I walked away, I turned around, put my sunglasses on, and told the crowd “be cool, baby”. That’s when I heard a slow-clap starting, and I knew I had made a great impact on these people’s lives. 

Now as a celebrity, a quick getaway Uber to the happening part of High Street was in order. I needed to wet my pallet with an alcoholic beverage to wrap my head around this new fame, and North High Brewing led me to the promise land. From there, a stroll to Magnolia Thunderpussy seemed like an obvious choice. This super cool record store sells old movie/band posters, shirts/hoodies, and a ton of new and used vinyls. If none of that tickles your tater tots, just go because their name is awesome. Out of the 4 or so breweries that just happened to be in the same direction I was headed in, Hoof Hearted Brewery & Kitchen stole the show. The beers were fantastic, the ambiance was clean and hip, and the merchandise designs were hilariously on point. After all this urban exploring, nothing sounded sexier than a Tiffani ‘Amberger Thiessen. That’s why I headed straight to highly rated, critically acclaimed Pat & Gracie’s. Check it out! 

Pat & Gracie’s is a medium sized restaurant that can crank out some serious grub. The modern combination of stained wood planks and exposed brick on the walls, along with the chalk board beer menu, and no frills vibe could keep me snacking and drinking here for hours. The taps behind the full service bar offer many local options, as well as a few bigger out of state options. P&G’s also has a killer patio for those late morning hangovers when you don’t want to take your sunnies off, but you do want to be sassy and drink 4 to 9 mimosas. There was also a steady flow of patrons leaving and entering, which means the word-bird has flown the coop and successfully delivered the message on how special this place is. I loved how big and open the kitchen was because you can actually see the cooks hustling to make sure all the food comes out hot and in a timely manor. Our waitress, as well as the rest of the staff, seemed very attentive which made our stay all the better. I had a good feeling this meal would be epic, and after a quick glance at the menu I knew that in just a few moments I would be the happiest guy around. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Chimi Burger.

The Chimi Burger is piled with two smash-cooked all beef patties, Monterrey jack cheese, avocado mousse, caramelized onions, smoked bacon, fried egg, and house made chimichurri sauce. It’s no wonder R.L. Stine is from Columbus, because this burger was scary good. The two smash-cooked patties had the perfect balance of char and spice on the outside and a warm medium cooked inside. The melted Monterrey jack cheese combined with the chimichurri sauce was like my tongue was doing the backstroke in a sea of zesty, tangy gooeyness. For those with a question mark above your head, chimichurri sauce is traditionally made from finely chopped parsley, minced garlic, olive oil, oregano, red pepper flakes, and a dash of vinegar. This version seemed a little creamier which I did not mind at all. The resonating flavor of the smokey bacon made sure that each bite had that salty, savory finish. A fried egg always adds that extra push of golden, earthy tones, which I think rounds a burger out. The real star of this sangwich was the avocado mousse. It had the taste of an avocado, but the texture was smooth and velvety and clung to every corner of my mouth. Now, this was a 10-12 napkin burg, but unlike Bill Clinton, I inhaled this burger in record time. It also paired up perfectly with fresh cut golden crispy fries and a Brass Knuckle Pale Ale from Four String Brewing Co. All in all, this ranks at a solid 4 of 5 burgz and I would definitely chomp on this again.

If you ever find yourself Christopher Columbus’ing in Columbus, Ohio, and you’re Christopher Walken around town, do yourself a flavor your way over to Pat & Gracie’s Kitchen & Tavern for a meal at any time, day or Christopher Knight. I promise you here and now, it’s a million times better than Christopher McDonald’s.

Pat & Gracie’s Kitchen & Tavern

340 E. Gay Street

Columbus, OH 43215

www.patandgracies.com

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Christopher Walken (born Ronald Walken; March 31, 1943). His father owned and operated Walkens bakery in Astoria queens. When he was 15, a girlfriend showed him a magazine photo of Elvis Presley, and Walken later said, "This guy looked like a Greek god. Then I saw him on television. I loved everything about him." He changed his hairstyle to imitate Presley and has not changed it since. As a teenager, he worked as a lion-tamer in a circus. He attended Hofstra University but dropped out after one year, having gotten the role of Clayton Dutch Miller in an off-Broadway revival of Best Foot Forward alongside Liza Minnelli. #christopherwalken #catchmeifyoucan #hairspray #thedeerhunter #theprophecy #thejunglebook #joedirt #zeus #standupguys #archangelgabriel #manoftheyear #click #weddingcrashers #envy #thestepfordwives #manonfire #therundown #kangaroojack #sleepyhollow #vendetta #blastfromthepast #antz #lastmanstanding #nickoftime #wildside #waynesworld #godsbehavingbadly https://www.instagram.com/p/CE4kGbWHSPu/?igshid=b42zswztf4co

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It’s Complicated (USA, 2009)

Predictions: Kat thought that Diane Keaton was in this movie. Alex informed her that it was in fact Meryl Streep (and Alec Baldwin), and that she knew what the movie was about, although she had never seen it, so could not make a prediction. Kat subsequently decided to predict that the movie was about Alec Baldwin mistaking Meryl Streep for Diane Keaton.

Plot: Meryl Streep and Alec Baldwin have been divorced for ten years. They have finally gotten the hang of being somewhat amicable, to the relief of their kids (who clearly need to be in therapy; they are all still very upset about this divorce, it would seem). Alec Baldwin has gotten remarried to Lake Bell, AKA the woman he cheated on Meryl Streep with. Lake Bell has a child (though not Alec Baldwin's, but apparently… It's complicated, okay. Just like it says on the tin), and they are trying for another, even though they're clearly parenting the first one terribly. Meanwhile, Meryl Streep is settling into her loneliness and living her life with her beautiful kitchen and beautiful bakery, because, come on, it's a Nancy Meyers film.

One evening, while visiting New York for their youngest child's graduation, Alec Baldwin and Meryl Streep get it on. Whoops! Total mistake, won't happen again, right?? Wrong. The two of them embark upon an affair, despite Alec Baldwin's marriage and Meryl Streep's misgivings. Soon enough, she realizes, like any sane person, this is not a good idea, and calls it off. But not before Alec Baldwin engages in some deeply creepy behavior, like spying through her kitchen window while she hangs out with another, much nicer man, Steve Martin (the architect building the latest addition to her beautiful Santa Barbara home). Many shenanigans occur, including Alec Baldwin leaving Lake Bell, showing his penis to Steve Martin over Skype, and generally traumatizing his three children in his quest to regain his ex-wife. Womp, womp, womp.

In the end, everyone makes up, and Alec Baldwin sees that he has got to get his shit together, and that being back with Meryl Streep is not the answer. Meryl Streep tentatively re-embarks on a possible relationship with Steve Martin.

P.S. John Krasinski, Meryl Streep and Alec Baldwin's almost-son-in-law, is an UTTER DELIGHT in this film. More on this later.

Best Scene: JOHN KRASINSKI. Apparently we lead a John-Krasinski-bit-part appreciation life over here. At one point, he and his wife-to-be are at a hotel meeting with a wedding planner when, over his wife's shoulder, he spots Alec Baldwin and Meryl Streep having their affair. The entire situation that ensues with John Krasinski being the only person who knows this secret about his fiancée’s parents is freaking hilarious. Both this initial scene and later stuff. Also, there was some nice Meryl Streep/Steve Martin business when they were hanging out in her Classic Meyers bakery, falling for each other. There also was some nice Meryl Streep/Alec Baldwin stuff, and we might have rooted for this as a comedy of remarriage (normally EXTREMELY up our alley), if not for Alec Baldwin's stalking and refusing to take no for an answer. :|

Worst Scene: Surely one of the aforementioned things that Alec Baldwin did. Don't show up unannounced in your Porsche and spy through your ex-wife's window, you crazy person!!!!

Best Line: “Yes, I prefer a lot of semen. Always have." -- Meryl Streep, hastily pretending to still be Alec Baldwin's wife after he accidentally says something to the doctor (at the hotel, where they are having the affair/giving poor John Krasinski a heart attack) about his wife not wanting his semen production reduced. HILARIOUS.

Worst Line: "You can run and open restaurants and build your perfect kitchen, but what about having someone to hold you in the middle of the night...?" -- Alec Baldwin, being gross. He makes a whole speech to persuade Meryl Streep to keep sleeping with him, basically, and it's all pretty yuck, but this was the mushiest/grossest bit of all. BLARGH. Even if we wanted you to be together, Alec Baldwin, we would not want you to say this.

Highlights of the Watching Experience: When Alex's girlfriend walked through and overheard Steve Martin telling Meryl Streep, "Your age is one of my favorite things about you," and interjected, "Mine too!" and Alex and Kat both groaned. That's right, guys. She likes 'em old!!!! (Except Alex.) Meryl Streep, Christopher Walken… Good times here at Alex's apartment.

How Many POC in the Film: One Mexican(?) guy at the bakery, who obviously had to speak a bit of Spanish to highlight his Mexican(?)-ness. But come on, guys, it's a Nancy Meyers film. That's one more Mexican guy than we anticipated! Oh, and one black waiter with no lines. Awesome. Super. Doing well, Nancy Meyers, as always.

Alternate Scenes: I mean… Any version of this film where Alec Baldwin was less of a sexual predator? :| Due to your behavior, sir, we could not root for this to be a comedy of remarriage, which was really sad for us, okay?? We love a good ex relapse. Don't ruin that for us.

Was the Poster Better or Worse than the Film: The poster and the film are equally white.

Score: 5 out of 10 complicated smooches. Wish it had been a little less complicated.

Ranking: 45, out of the 104 movies we’ve seen so far. Not bad! Also, please note that, as charming as parts of 50 First Dates are, we clearly prefer ZERO people of color over people of color being played by Rob Schneider.

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REMEMBERING THE NEIGHBORHOOD BAKERIES OF NEW YORK. Good morning. I have been thinking about the days when the locally owned bakeries could be found in nearly every residential neighborhood in the city. The German Bakeries, the Italian Bakeries, Kosher Bakeries, Polish Bakeries, Hispanic Bakeries, Bread Bakeries, etc etc. We all had our family favorite bakeries in the neighborhoods we grew up in, and you remember the names of those temples of deliciousness. There was nothing like the enticing aroma of the fresh, cool air inside the bakery. A soothing blend of powdered sugar, chocolate, fresh bread, and a hint of dairy from the cheesecakes, buttercream icing and cheese danish. It just smelled amazing. Comforting was the sight of display cases full of your favorite fresh baked goods waiting to be packed up for you in wax paper bags, or white cardboard boxes with the name of the bakery on it. Like the bakery case in the photo. The delicious streusel, the sfogliatelle, the different types of cheesecakes, marble cakes, pillow soft danish, mandel bread, chocolate babkas and rugelach. Quesito. Black and white cookies, and those heavenly fresh baked rye breads, challah, and rolls. The donuts were always extra special, and the personally inscribed, buttercream birthday cakes. Those were extra special. Maybe your parents gave you a few dollars on Sunday morning like mine did, and sent you down to the bakery to pick up a rye bread or some other fresh baked delight. Sometimes you had to "take a number" because it was so busy. And I can remember the bobbins of string they used to neatly tie your cake box of goods. Sometimes the bobbins were overhead so they could easily pull the string down. In Bayside, Queens, our go-to bakery was Adrian's, but Garden Bake Shop and Storks Bake Shop, and The Cake Box were always an option. Sometimes my father would bring home a box of surprises from Walken's Bakery, in Astoria. A few still exist, but the traditional neighborhood bakery has been faced with a multitude of problems. Sky high rent increases, and competition from supermarket in-store bakeries and commercial bakers whose retail products are widely distributed. Newer, more upscale 'healthy', gluten free, vegan, and cupcake bakeries opening up. The market has become much more competitive. As costs rise, profits dwindle, and people's eating habits change, more and more of the older bakeries have closed their doors for good, and I sure do miss them. - Herb Shatz Photo- Herman's Bakery in 1932. Herman's was located on Forest Ave in Staten Island, and closed down in 1989. (Photo courtesy of Herman's Bakery.)

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Fresh Bread, 2012, by Diana Szabo. Coloured pencil on paper. What is this predilection for humans to make beautiful objects, to make art? Artists will tell you that art is above basic concerns and has a significance far beyond food. But my observations over the years tell me that our penchant for beautiful objects is merely a development of our evolutionarily-honed search for nutrition. A few years back I made this artwork called Fresh Bread. It’s a portrait of Christopher Walken surrounded by sugary, baked delights. His parents had a bakery and he worked in it growing up in Queens, New York. I noticed that when I'm hungry and/or poor, I use more red and gold. These are the colours of rich nutrition: blood, fat and starch. When the body is deficient, it craves the nutrition it lacks. We as a species look for brightly coloured berries in the landscape. What are jewels if not amplified nutritive berries? Anyway, so I got disheartened by this demotion of art to nutrition, and labelled myself a confectioner rather than artist, and quit pursuing visual art as a career. I couldn’t do something I didn't respect, no longer found interesting or considered important for people to behold.

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"My father was a lesson. He had his own bakery, and it was closed one day a week, but he would go anyway. He did it because he really loved his bakery. It wasn't a job" Stage and film #actor #screenwriter #ChristopherWalken is 74 today. #Happybirthday! Born and raised in Astoria Queens, here's a fav #photo of #Walken during 'We're No Angels' NY Premiere - Dec 13, 1989 at The Morgan Hotel in NY. Did you know as a teen he once worked as a lion tamer in a circus? #AnnieHall #theDeadZone #TheDeerHunter #pulpfiction #hairspray #batmanreturns #academyaward #SNLhost #morecowbell #sleepyhollow #bnw #pictures #paparazzo #ron_galella #celebsighting #paparazzi📷 #photographer📷 ©Ron Galella http://ift.tt/2no9Yec