This past Saturday, I found the Crate and Barrel Outlet store.
TROUBLE. The place is a kitchen lovers dream. Most of the stock is kitchen and dining items. No furniture--which is why I went. I am looking for a bar cart...know where to find one?
I've been looking for over a year. In this month's Domino; they torture me with a story on bar carts. At the outlet store I found the greatest find of all: an egg poaching pan.
Eggs Benedict for everyone! At least every day this week for me. And I have decided to leave hollaindaise sauce up to master chefs because each time I try to make it, my stomach takes a somersault; but it does fine when at a restaurant.
My mother told me the other day, that I need to date a chef. Duh. It seems to be the only major profession I have not dated…should that tell me something? But I don't know because I am real anal to other people in my kitchen. I don't even like for people to help themselves in there or clean up. Whatever you do, don’t clean my kitchen when you are finished. It could look like War of Pies in there, I'll do it and I'll be happy to do it. Just put down the sponge.
Speaking of dating and being anal, did you catch ABC's How to Get the Guy?
When did Teresa Strasser become a dating expert? When? Did she put down the hammer and say, "Now I want to be a relationship guru"?
I was laughing my butt off last night. The pee in my pants moment was when Teresa told the Party Girl that she has a wonderful charming personality and is an attractive girl…like 4 drinks ago. Brutal. Honesty.
Then there was the Girl Next Door---which I didn't get because she sure did seem balls to wall brave when they took her out on her experiment. They challenged her to give a guy 4 seconds of eye contact and to invade his personal space.
Girl Next Door was all up in men's spaces and gutsy when it came to initiating conversations with them. And she was the quiet one?!?
Don't get me started on Ms. Looking for a Perfect Man and the Zen girl (I'm rolling my eyes). Why are they in San Francisco? WHY?
I had to agree with the women when they said there are more single women than men, I've been there, believe me, the only ones that hit on me were old Italian men that were serving me food.