TopChefChat

Haroldtopchef_1Okay, so, why not? This is my other favorite show at the moment and we’re up to the reunion special tonight (which Ms. Keane has heard will be a catty debacle) and next week’s the finale. (Photo also snitched from Erin.)

Anyway, my two favorite Top Chef-obsessed bloggers are Erin and the fabulous Liza Palmer. Here’s why.

Liza Palmer: Okay, it’s on – Tom Colicchio. If Harold doesn’t win this bitch I swear…I’m…well, I’m not really going to do much of anything – I mean, I’m not really confrontational or for that matter very motivated or anything…so, it’s more of an empty threat…but, I will seriously be very confused and more than a little angry. For like a couple minutes until someone waves something shiny in front of me and then that would more than likely grab my attention pretty good.

And…

Erin Keane: Further gratuitous Harold commentary: sleeveless black t-shirt? Hot. Though I hope those white shoes were, like, regulation uniform shoes or something. They looked orthopedic to me. I should know. I wore orthopedic shoes until kindergarten. What the fuck, I was pigeontoed. But I never wore them into a sex shop, or paired them with a hot sleeveless number that makes me look like the oldest boy left in high school, the one with the Z-28 and the substitute teacher’s phone number, you know the guy who’d been shaving, or not, for so long he no longer fronted the ratstache just to prove he could, preferring to graduate to a three-o’clock shadow that gave your face a particular flavor of rug burn that betrayed your afterschool activities to your parents who angrily whispered things like "juvie" and "Outward Bound" after they thought you’d gone to bed. God, where did I put my Guns ‘n’ Roses album?

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VeronicaMarsTalk

I’m posting this early in the event anyone wants to make a final guess as to what in the ?!$* we can expect tonight and who was behind the bus crash.

Not Pictured. The second season ends as Veronica, on her graduation day, learns who is responsible for the bus crash. After uncovering the culprit, her life is endangered as she tries to warn those closest to the killer. Also, Wallace learns some surprising information about Jackie, and the seniors celebrate their graduation with a lavish party at the Neptune Grand.

Parting is such sweet sorrow!

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GilmoreGossipCircle

It feels like the end.

Partings. In the sixth-season finale, Lorelai tries to avoid Luke and ends up pouring her heart out to a psychologist (Melora Hardin) who was invited to dinner at her parents’ house. Elsewhere, Rory tries to avoid the Huntzbergers, particularly Mitchum, as she attends Logan’s graduation and prepares for his inevitable departure; and Taylor’s bothered by an influx of troubadours to Stars Hollow. Mary Lynn Rajskub, Sam Phillips, Grant Lee Phillips, Sonic Youth, Yo La Tengo, Sparks and Joe Pernice appear.

At least we have the bands to look forward to.

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Welty Stories

Welty1902Roger Mudd writes for the NYT about the restoration of Eudora Welty’s home, divulging a charming anecdote involving bourbon and a dinner catastrophe along the way. Mudd’s emergence as the Expert Friend of Eudora Welty would be a little annoying, if it wasn’t clear just how much he adored her:

Always close at hand was her favorite reference book, "Brewer’s Dictionary of Phrase and Fable" and in it her favorite entry — "Assemblage, nouns of" — as in, "a clutch of eggs," "a muster of peacocks," "a bench of bishops." Eudora once challenged me to play the game. She won hands down with "a stack of librarians" and "a plastering of politicians."

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Monday Hangovers

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Woo!

A tardy post (hey, Wild Kingdom let us sleep in this morning), but can I just say Best Nebulas EVER!!!

Of course, it would have been nice to see Air win for Best Novel, but otherwise: YAY!!!

Congratulations to three fabulous ladies: Kelly Link (twice), Holly Black* and Carol Emshwiller!

Full list of winners at that link or behind the cut.

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Derby Hangovers

DerbyWell, we’re not actually celebrating The Derby (TM), because that’s way more fun if you’re much further from it than we are. But we like Derby hats and good bourbon, so it’s not like this makes us communists. Nothing against communists (we like them too, actually). Plus, yesterday Christopher made the Best Biscuits EVER, in honor of the occasion. (Seriously, they were this spectacular mix of angel and cathead biscuits. The yum.)

Calm The Fuck Down Weekend 2006 is off to a good start. Miss Emma, Enemy of Squirrels and Manholes, and I have been for a couple of walks in la perfect weather. I’ve somewhat tidied the house. C’s still down with the virus, but if his course follows mine he should be better in an hour or so. Then we’ll go get some sort of spray for the outside of the windows, which are suddenly home to ants, and visit the wine shop before The Melissas come over to hang out.

Oh, and I finally went ahead and got my BEA plane tix. I’ll be there most of Friday, Saturday and flying out early Sunday and I want to meet you all.

A few little links.

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