Archive for June, 2006



Procurement of sustenance. Eating. Food. More immediately vital to life than the universal drive to procreate. Never fuck? Your genes die. Never eat? You die. See? Elementary, my dear Watson.
Lately, I’ve been obsessed with food, and not in the I-must-not-eat-this/I-must-only-eat-that sort of way. I’ve become fascinated with the culture, the ritual, the politics of food, […]

Anti-word* of the day: Foilage.

Listen. There is no such thing as foilage. Unless you are accustomed to speaking only Middle English or are a surfer super-hero discussing your ability to thwart surfer anti-heroes (”I kicked that shark right in da nose, bruh, it was totally munch-foilage), you should not be using this anti-word.
If you are talking about lovely leafy […]

So, job two fell through, for the time being. That whole event planning gig wasn’t really what I wanted to do in the first place, and I didn’t think I could handle the strain of two full time jobs, one of which I would be flying blind throughout. I’ll reapply for the next round. In […]

1. So, job two just asked me, with no event-planning experience, if I’d like to put together a 1,000 person throwdown in three months. And then, like, immediately plan another one in a month after that. Um.
Actually?
Yeah, bitches! Unpaid full-time event planning is The Hotness! Can I invite Diddy?
Kidding. But it is a great job […]

Spent.

The last week has been…interesting. I might have mentioned that already.
Depending on the events of the next few hours, I could soon be running around the city chatting up top crock-jockeys, trying to wangle recipes and quotable soundbites from them.
The prospect is inordinately exciting to a foodie and word-whore.
It’s also absolutely nerve-wracking to a culinary […]