I need black olives and booze. Lots of booze.
Mal ,'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
You guys should eat at Zankou, if you're in Pasadena, as I suspect. God, I miss the Zankou chicken. There's lots of good mediterranean food here in NYC, but nothing that does it quite as wonderfully.
If you're not in Pasadena, you should still see if there's a Zankou near you. I want to live vicariously.
ChiKat - I hope it is wayyy better tomorrow.
I want to see pictures of the LAistas feast of cat food and PB&J
Sadly, we are not in Pasadena. We are deep in tha' O.C.
Crap, that's what's wrong, I'm in the OC.
um.. catfood... ewww. with mayo... Ugggg double eeew.
The band for La Posada was playing some 12-bar blues in the lobby, and the relaxness rid me of head ache. woot!
Yesterday I found out about Michelin Guides when I was watching Shakespeare Retold: Macbeth and "Thane of Cawdor" was translated into "Three Michelin Stars". Today the LA Times Food section is featuring an article about the first ever LA Michelin Guide calling it, "amateurish, confusing and barely credible." Weird coincidence. But yeah James McAvoy as sexy chef MacBeth = yummy. The extrememly graphic representations of food (expecially meat) preparations = nsm.
My humps, my humps, my lovely camel bumps....
Now, see, I thought she'd end up on Mr. Equus.
Sadly, we are not in Pasadena.
Damn!
God, I really want a half chicken plate now, with lettuce instead of pickled beets. Mmm, chicken and pita and hummus and tahini and garlic sauce, and a LARGE diet pepsi with crushed ice. Though in retrospect, they may have replaced the ice machine when I was there in February. Still: good.
a horse is a horse of course of course...
Coming this summer from Fox, a reimagining of Mr. Ed.