Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
This is what happens. An email is sent out telling us what the ‘Cooking Club’ is making that week. We get assigned to bring certain groceries and we cook! It’s usually a good 2.5 hours of hard work and sweaty faces in the kitchen. I wear a hairnet. Last week we made Panchetta and Manchego Roulade with salad and dessert. This week we made asparagus and bacon quiche with salad and cookies. when i say ‘cook’, i mean work in a professional kitchen where 8 quiches are made with 42 eggs, 1/2 gallon of half and half, 5 lbs of mashed potatoes, you get the drift. And as i was cooking this crazy rich and absolutely delicious meal, like sticking an entire stick of butter, tub of sour cream and cups of milk and half and half in my mashed potatoes, all i could think of was, ‘man, these ladies are without a lot, but heart disease won’t be one of them once they finish this food!’
Now just having had a manicure the night before I cooked, I was pissed when i was washing those industrial pots and pans, but again, i was in a hairnet, so i gave up the ghost and got sudsy with it! Holler!
Ok so i get it together enough to make 3 trips to the grocery store for all the ingredients needed for my most decadent meal. But something comes over me...Paula Dean whispers in my kitchen and says, just put all the goodness in, and i follow. Sure the picture above isn't super impressive, but lemme just say...wow, my broccoli, manchego and romano cheese quiche was gorgeous and decadent. My roasted garlic caprese salad kicked serious ass, and roasted garlic mashed potatoes, complete with about 1/2 cup of half and half and butter was delicious! I truly outdid myself. I am satisfied and desperately need to visit the devil at the gym, but for tonight, i revel in the fat farm that i created for myself. And there is nothing soy or low-fat about it.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Today I shot a rehersal at Reelz Channel. Did I tell you all that the format of THE BIG TEASE was changing? Well it won't just be a trailer show. It will now be two people, myself and Jeremy Parsons, responding to trailers. And by respond, I mean talk about, give opinions, but in Reelz fashion, so never too negative. That means everything is OK or great! Woot. But you all know I will twist the tongue on my blog, so don't sweat me losing any 'tude. I got that in spades. What makes me really excited for the show's debut is my new pooch, Stella, will make her cameo. BOMB! You better strap yourselves in now, cause this 6 lb wonder is gonna blow you away.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
yeah, this looks absolutely delicious with its artful color composition and two small bites taken out of it. Hell, even the plate was a good choice. But lemme be the angel of truth and say this tastes like baby vomit. Baby because anything that comes out of those little dudes can't be all that bad, but vomit is vomit. WURD.
Now you guys know I was at an audition earlier today for a casino. Great! quick photo and I was off to my second audition. It went swimmingly, plus I got to reconnect with a friend. Then I was off to Irvine, CA for my third audition of the day. Dude, I haven't been this busy since a friend asked me to help them move and there was no way because my day was jammed, i swear. It sounds like such fun too, we could have ordered pizza and beer and made a day of it! shoot!
Ok, so this last audition, which leads to my odd burrito, but in a round about way. This last audition was for a morning show on KCET. I assume it's on-air, so I usually dress in my style, kinda funky and fun. I walk into the hotel, which is located just off huge farms of dead grass. Crap, either they are tricking me to come out here to kill me, or i have just entered the Twilight Zone and am really overdressed. Anyhoo, I make it to the correct Radisson Inn (clue #1 this is bad). But i get a cup of coffee from the lobby and it is delicious, so my guard goes down. I walk upstairs to the waiting room and all i see is a room about 20x20 full of chairs all facing the door. And everyone is dressed in suits and business attire (clue #2). What is this? A Landmark Forum seminar? Suits and ties and skirts down to the knee and heels, plus everyone looked at least 15 years older than me - but when you look like a nubile 16 year old, I mean, it's easy to do. :) after you guys finish dry heaving, keep reading.
So I sit there and all I can see is this one guy, kinda a sales dude, totally chatting up these two females. two of the three in the room besides me and he is telling them all this crap, and all i can hear is his voice. they never say a word. and i am sitting there through 2 magazine articles. And i ain't reading US weekly, there are sentences involved here. I am trying for the life of me to remember a line this guy said.....anyhow, there was one particular line he said where he drew a parallel to himself and a famous person, and all i thought was, what a douche bag. In my mind, I was gagging at his stupidity. and his fucking red button down shirt in his suit. Who the f*(k wears a red shirt under their suit? who is he, santa claus or the devil? either way, he's a douche. which btw, clue #3.
Anyhoo, I get to the meeting with this woman and did i mention about a year ago in this post that it is for a morning show on KCET? Well morning shows I can do, very lifestyle oriented and sounded fun. Plus in the audition they said, knowledge of Orange County happenings is helpful, but not necessary. Ok so I roll up and this lady introduces herself. let's call her Nathalie, also wearing a knee length black skirt. Me in a pink frilly wifebeater with chunky punk pearls might not have been the right choice. So she talks to me and this is how it goes:
N: how much do you know about Orange County politics?
C (jaw on floor at this point): I'm sorry?
N: repeats herself
C: well the audition posting said this is more lifestyle oriented, not politically. And knowledge of lots of OC happenings wasn't necessary. I know OC a bit, I know it's a great place to hang out and play. I am more of a lifestyle performer. Plus, I've been following the Democratic nomination process and haven't been able to get into who's running for Mayor of Tustin right now.
N: yeah, this show's been changing a lot, it's now weekly instead of daily.
C: and political instead of lifestyle, like 'Life and Times', right?
N: yes, so tell me about your background.
At this point I go on about my resume and the shows I've done, and as i finish, she says well thanks so much. As i mentioned earlier, we can't really chat that long cause i don't want to keep the others waiting, and i shake her hand and say good bye. But actually I think, bye and thanks for nothing and by 'nothing' i mean making me drive 130 miles RT to talk about OC politics.
orange County, the last Republican bastion in California. need I say more?
So i finish up in a record breaking 45 seconds, this audition, and i race out to my car to discover, it's only 2:30. So at this point, if i start heading home, I won't hit too much rush hour, which is great. So instead of stopping for food, my main goal since I haven't eaten since yesterday, I get into the car and on the freeway.
I get home and race into the kitchen, with a caffeine headache like no other. I need food. What do i decide to make? Well since i have eggs, delicious tomatoes, fresh mushrooms, spinach, basil and garlic, I think, I will make myself a nice scramble, and put it in a tortilla for some oommph. So as I am cooking it smells delicious. And right before i throw my eggs in, i think, i really like milk in scrambles. But it's been about 2 months since milk has crossed my thresh hold, so i see the Vanilla soy milk and grab it! I pour it in, and think, wait vanilla soy. soy does a weird chalky thing in coffee, but whatever, this is cooked. and will vanilla flavoring do crazy things to my eggs? too late now. toss and scramble.
I put the food on a plate, get utensils and sit down to enjoy. I take my first bite and all i can say is, why does this taste so funny and chalky. well played vanilla soy. i see you have not failed your mission of crapping in my eggs. and that, my friends, is how my burrito turned into crap. but i still ate it all. i am disgusted with myself and with the aftertaste.
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Seriously, the only reason Moose and Stella are within two inches of one another is because I put Stella close to him, otherwise, they would separate themselves with me in between. And honestly, that is not a good position because these dogs have been gassing me all night long. I mean, come on! The fumes were so strong, they burned my throat. Can a brother and sister light a candle or leave the room? Jesus!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
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Monday, May 05, 2008
this was stella at the vet. at this point she was PISSED after getting her nails clipped and putting on her new 'hat'. Let's just say, there were whimpers of bloody murder while her nails were being worked on. It's pretty funny to hear a vet hold hold her hand over a dog's eyes, saying, 'don't watch. it won't be so bad if you don't see it.' As for her hat, it's necessary to keep her from licking her spay wound, which is still healing, hence her prolonged stay at our friend's home. She is adorable though!
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Saturday, May 03, 2008
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Thursday, May 01, 2008
So you all know I am a pescaterian (or however that fake word is spelled), meaning i eat fish occasionally. So whenever possible, my mom and i hit up the Vegetarian Wok Restaurant by her house. And it is my ABSOLUTE favorite place to nosh!!! But I don't really eat in as much as I should, but today, since my mom and I were hanging like Lieu Ladies of Leisure, she and I decided to take some time out and eat in at the veggie house. Before getting there, I drop Moose off at the groomers, so I go wash my hands in the restaurant. And you know what I see? I see a wonderful sign for all the Vegetarian Wok patrons. One that was so delicious, I could not believe my eyes. Now although this is a place many nuns and monks frequent because of its all veggie cuisine, the sign in the bathroom does not bless a customer nor have an enlightening proverb. Instead it reads: 'For the safety of the customers of Vegetarian Wok, please to not stand on the toilet seat.' STAND. ON. In the women's restroom.
Now I thought I saw a pretty good bathroom sign while at the Sony studios during my Deal Or No Deal set visit, but my favorite eating establishment hanging a sign of such great power. A sign that not only causes me to stop, read and reread to make sure I got that right, then laugh, look down at the seat and wonder, how would a female stand on the toilet seat to urinate? That, sir, is power greater than all the mafia families in New York.
Seriously, squat, yes, stand? I remain completely baffled.
Now why the hell am I taking a pic of my gorgeous dude and myself in my car? I've been hanging with mom all day and now we are waiting for her as she picks up an order of sesame balls. Hello snack time! I love living in suburban chinatown.
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