There will be no updates again until Sunday, I’m going to Birmingham, AL for my grandfather’s 80th birthday. He’s been fighting advanced stomach cancer for the past year, and he is doing fantastically well. I can’t wait to celebrate this milestone year with him! And eat a lot of southern cooking. Mmm.
Whenever I go visit the South, I always gravitate towards cafeterias. I will literally eat at a different one each day. It doesn’t seem like this format of eating is that popular in the West, dunno about the NE, but in the South cafeteria-style eating is part of the culture. I love going down the row with my tray, the pressure as the hair-netted workers stare at you, waiting for your meat choice. You gotta choose quick, people are pressing in behind you. It’s high stakes eating. Then, somehow when I get to the serve-yourself dessert area, my plate fills up on it’s own 🙂 Can’t wait to have baked custard…yummy. If I were to open a restaurant, I think it would be some chic interpretation of cafeteria for the LA crowd. But then again, it’s no fun unless there’s fried chicken. Dunno how that would go over for the anorexics 🙂
BTW, I watched that new show Cavemen last night. Shudder. I really wanted this show to be clever and witty, a comment on living as a minority in society, interesting spin on Cave-culture…oh boy. This blog entry on the show at TV Squad made me laugh, but was oh, so true. How can TV go so wrong? I’m pretty burnt out on all these new pilots. The only ones I really want to give a second watch are Big Bang and Bionic Woman, and maybe Reaper. The rest I’ve pretty much forgotten until I get an audition for them and have to Google the show to remember what it’s about.
On another note, I’ve been websurfing and playing wii for all this week. And it feels good 😀 I always like to use small trips like this to make lists and stuff, so when I get off the plane back home I’m really excited to get back to work. Also, for some reason, I enjoy cleaning my house a lot right before I leave, so that when I get home again it’s WAY clean than the way I live all the rest of the year. Anyone else have this weird compulsion?