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The Fairmont’s Gold Hall II was the scene for the gathering of the Futurum Association’s board of directors, with Prince Albert II as honorary president, to celebrate the 9th edition of the Futurum Awards.
The prize is offered to an artist who not only shows great creative skill, but who also appreciates the use of technologies to make the designs unique and special.
In the running were glass sculptor Dale Chihuly, photographer Marc Mawson and conceptual artist, Anish Kapoor. In the end, it was Mr Kapoor’s Sky Mirror, a polished steel disc reflecting the sky, fountain and the Casino of Monte-Carlo in its face that won the day.
Thought by many to be the world’s greatest living sculptor, Anish Kapoor is known for utilising diverse materials to create interesting and engaging shape and colour combinations.
The Futurum association’s goal is “to encourage and promote futuristic projects in all Arts, including Science (as an Art), at an international level, encouraging the participation of a young generation of artists and scientists, in all of the domains that affect everyday life.”
St. Paul’s Anglican Church has started making online videos of their weekly sermons in English, so parishioners don’t have to miss out during the lockdown.
The National Council says it wants to keep the Condamine and Monte-Carlo markets open, despite the closure of all food markets this week across France.
The government has added psychologists to the team at Monaco’s Covid-19 call centre as a growing number of people seek advice on how to cope with isolation and fear.
The National Council is calling on the Prince’s government to create a makeshift hospital in preparation for a surge in coronavirus cases in the Principality.
SIGN IN TO YOUR PREMIUM ACCOUNT TO READ MORE[ihc-hide-content ihc_mb_type="show" ihc_mb_who="reg" ihc_mb_template="" ] In 2007, I celebrated my daughter’s christening here with a glamorous crowd of friends revelling in champagne, barbajuans (Swiss-chard fritters) and a towering profiterole christening cake. A photo of me against the backdrop of the palace with Baby Dior christening present bags slung over each shoulder caused endless jokes amongst old Cambridge University friends that I had found my inner jetsetter at last. A decade later, I’m taken aback by the state of the place. The first thing that strikes me is that the front entrance of the restaurant has been engulfed by the neighbouring gift shop selling tourist knick-knacks so that you have to enter via a side entrance. The next thing I see is the transformation of the smart bar area into a bar-cum-depot for unloved furniture with one table as a makeshift desk scattered with paperwork. Finally I notice the worn beige undercloths and scarce clientele. I reflect that this Monegasque icon is looking a little moribund itself. Once my partner has arrived, we study the tidy two-page menu that celebrates Monegasque and Mediterranean dishes. A brusque waiter takes our order and then bats away my proffered camera saying he’s far too busy to take a photo. Afterwards a kind-hearted tourist who has witnessed the scene from a neighbouring table offers to take our photo instead. My tomato-and-burrata starter arrives in an impressive Technicolor of orange, red and yellow tomatoes. However, the burrata is rather hard (for a cheese that should be a melting combination of mozzarella and cream) and I’m not sure why the dish has been sprinkled with Parmesan. Luckily my clam pasta main course so hits the spot that I am tempted to polish the plate with my bread in enjoyment. As our waiter clears the pasta dishes, he remarks that he is ready to take our photo now that we have “les yeux rouges” (red eyes), after our lunch in the sun. My partner looks a little red-eyed with crossness as he asks for the bill. Yet as we finish off our glasses in the spring sunshine looking down over the leafy rooftops of Fontvieille, I reflect that there are few places to parallel a lazy lunch here even on an off day like this. Le Castelroc is a slice of our national identity. It is as important to Monegasque cuisine as the beloved Chez Roger stall in La Condamine market, which was revived successfully last month following a sustained public campaign: SOS Socca. With more and more competition within the principality from deep-pocketed international brands and celebrity chefs, we must seek inventive ways to sustain hard-working Monegasque dining dynasties. How about a Monegasque Culinary Heritage Foundation? Le Castelroc, 1 place du Palais. Tel: (+377) 93 30 36 68 Article first published March 21, 2017. [/ihc-hide-content]