go ask yourself, volume the second
because i'm enjoying blogging a tad bit more lately i thought i'd reinvigorate my "go ask yourself" series. you know, the one where i
interview myself, a la ba-ba wa-wa minus the tears and mandatory tour of the stables.what food items are you a "snob" about?
two things immediately come to mind: coffee and sushi. in regards to coffee, i will without a doubt turn my nose up at anything that's sold in a can (except trader joe's coffee, which i do enjoy on occasion)--like folger's or maxwell house. it may have started when i had my brief stint as a barista at that big old chain of coffeehouses we all know the name of, which would have been when i had to attend coffee school and first fell in love with their gold coast blend. the best trip souvenir you can get me or that i can get myself is locally roasted coffee (ground for a cone filter drip, thanks!). the other day i was just delivered my internet order of intelligentsia
coffee (introduced to it last year when i visited chicago) and it is truly delish. i don't mess around when it comes to coffee. now, with sushi, i started at the novice level (california rolls and that junk you can buy at the supermarket) and educated myself on the cuisine and its customs. i can come off as potentially unbearable, because i will shoot you a sidelong glance of horror if you swish wasabi into your most likely over-filled dish of soy sauce and then proceed to marinate the entire piece of nigiri sushi, soaking the rice and thereby breaking a chain of sushi etiquette standards in one fell swoop (to correct that behavior: 1. only put a splash of soy sauce in your dish 2. wasabi goes between the fish and the rice; enough should be there already thanks to the chef, but you may add more 3. dip only one small corner of the fish--and the fish only-quickly in the soy--provided it's a piece of fish that is not already sauced [a good sushi chef will tell you what not to dip in soy sauce] and do not, i repeat, do not, dip the rice. 4. eat the piece of sushi in one bite.) i will always prefer to eat at the sushi counter, and i also really like ordering omakase (chef's choice). i've developed my palate so that i really don't care for imitation crab (why, people, why?) and those crazy, wacky, deep fried, mayo-drenched spectacle rolls. i have come to learn, in my experience, that there i certain people whom i love very, very, much, but with whom i cannot go eat sushi or i will go insane.glasses or contacts?
both, but to be honest, 95% of the time i wear my glasses. they're cute (red, prada) and easy. and my eyes dry out in contacts, especially at night. so i can't go out at night to see a movie or play or go to a bar wearing contacts.who are your favorite people?
my friends and family, of course, are the immediate folks that come to mind. but, admittedly, there are some who have an extra-special place in my heart, like my nana, or my cousin munchkin, and of course the darling boy, who gets bonus points for making my heart actually skip a beat. and, gee, i don't know...mariska hargitay? megan mullally? once i cross into celeb listing there'd be no end to my list.what magazines do you subscribe to?los angeles
. martha stewart living
. there are some others that are coming to an end that i'm not renewing. are you friends with your ex-boyfriends?
well, let's see. there are six guys that, by my definition, served terms as my boyfriend. we'll call them: the first one (1995), the darling boy (1995-6, 2005-present), the younger one (1998-99), the v.d.b. (2003), the difficult one (2001), and the one that married a bridesmaid (2002-3). the first one and i didn't really have much of a relationship, and he kind of screwed me over, and when i ran into him at a social function a few months post-split he split without even facing me, so, no, i'm not friends with him. the younger one and i
were at the sending christmas card phase a couple of years ago but have since lost touch, but i don't think it would be horrid to talk to him again (m.d. you out there?). after the v.d.b. uninvited me to his birthday celebration
in the bay area after our relationship did the on-off up-down thing too much that was that. the one who married a bridesmaid was none too pleased that i blogged about my feelings about the end of our relationship
and his new relationship with his now-bride, and when i saw him at target last year
i deliberately made a game out of hiding from him, just for laughs and not out of anger, mind you. the difficult one
and i were chummy, mostly in the instant messenger small talk sense for a while, but that faded out at least a year ago. and the darling boy, well... they say you can't go back again, so after a nine and a half year hiatus in contact we wound up boldly going forward, and so, really, when you get down to it, he's the only ex i'm friends with, and then some.