"Catch a man a fish and he will eat for one day, teach a man to fish and he will eat for a lifetime." - No Clue
"Cook a man a meal and he will eat tonight, teach a man to cook and he will cook for you." - ;)
I taught my boyfriend how to make a simple thing like meatballs and now I've basically assumed the role of sous-chef in my own GD kitchen... we all know I'm the only GD chef around these parts!!!! haha. We (he) have been making some pretty incredible meals lately. I was the one who was like a culinary goddess and now it's like my boyfriend is a goddamn three-star Michelin Chef!!!! I don't want this blog to turn into a food blog by any means (we all know I'm a narcissist and this blog is about me, not food), but I have to post a couple of pictures because the plating is unreal... and because this is my blog, and I'll do whatever the f*ck I want:
The first dish: Polenta with sauteed mushrooms, a creamy-gorgonzola sauce, topped with an egg and shaved truffles. Oink oink!!!
The main course: squid ink pasta with octopus! I think it's safe to say I have a new obsession with the octopus...
A real woman is not afraid to chop the eyes off the octopus and pop their disgusting, little beaks out of their bodies. I know... I'm gross. I can't help it, there is something so satisfying about popping the beaks out, even though they're gross as fuck. It must be the same primal reason that humans love picking their skin... gross.
The glorious, black truffle. Goddamn I love Chelsea Market!!! You can find all of the foods there that you can't find at any other grocery stores.
I submitted my trial article yesterday to Untitled, so now it's another waiting game. I really want to hear back. It's so hard to find that fine line though, when you're writing for someone else, between giving them what they want and what you really want to say. Reading the other articles on Untitled, it's clear that most of them aren't written with the voice of the author- that is to say they are informative and non-biased... there isn't a lot of personal detail or experience that goes into them. I usually write the way that I speak (hence why this blog is so foul-mouthed and all over the place and narcissistic (I love talking about myself)). So for me, when I am writing an article for another publication, it's hard to know when I need to draw that line. If I said what I really wanted to say all the time, and talked openly about all of the crazy shit that I do, I'm quite sure I might be in trouble. lol. Well, not necessarily trouble, but like, there are clearly some things that even though people might want to read about, I can't necessarily talk about unless of course it's the right time, place, and type of publication. If I could be as open about my life as Cat Marnell, I'd be a happy person (not that I aspire to live a life like Cat Marnell, but I do appreciate the fact that she doesn't give two fucks and she tells it exactly like it is). Anyhow... for now at least I have this blog, and my book, which never seems to be ending.
I found this little gem saved on the photos that this blog saves; I don't think I ever published it because I sent it to my brother and he said my lips looked like two, gross worms. However, I love this photo because it basically sums up my life. I took this photo after I spent about 10 hours straight sobbing (I won't tell you why... it's private ;) ). haha. However, I tried dosing myself to sleep with a painkiller, and even that didn't make me knock out. When I woke up the next morning after approximately one hour of restless sleep, my lips were so swollen (along with the rest of my face), that I just had to take a picture. My poor eye-lids were like so big I could hardly see out of my eyes... I should have snapped a photo of that as well.
Some may say it's a bit too premature to be thinking about Halloween, but I'm already planning my costume for next year. Last year I was Lisbeth Salander from The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. This year, I'm going to be Axl Rose!!!! I can't fucking wait. I love Halloween and dressing up soooo much. I'm already plotting what I'm going to wear- I'm thinking some white, men's boxer briefs, a leather jacket, a plaid shirt tied around my waist, a bandana, and maybe some white tube socks with my Jeffries (Gotta sex it up a little bit afterall ;) . I love Guns n' Roses... and Axl Rose... man, he was so hot...
I've had such a productive morning/afternoon (technically afternoon, since I woke up at 12, but it feels like morning since I just woke up). I should have half-days at work more often!!!! ;) Or just a better job... ;) Anyhow, I'm gearing up for vacation with my family. I can't wait to eat some clam chowder and fresh Maine lobster and maybe rent bikes or a boat and chill for a few days in nature.
