tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-692212489462792524.post4914042000833228857..comments2023-03-27T12:45:54.801-07:00Comments on At home in the Fun Zone: sevenMiss K.P.-Nesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15110757780525269088noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-692212489462792524.post-71009687150462650052007-11-05T04:26:00.000-08:002007-11-05T04:26:00.000-08:00I couldn't fit this into the groove of my reviewin...I couldn't fit this into the groove of my reviewing blog, so here are my seven secrets just for you.<BR/><BR/>I will try to at least make them food-related.<BR/><BR/>1. I am terrible at making pie crust. It is my one failure as a cook. Although I just discovered I may have been using a flawed recipe, so I will try again.<BR/><BR/>2. Sometimes I go on weird binges where I only want to eat one or two things. One month I ate nothing but BLTs and artichokes. Another time I only wanted to eat white food. Sometimes it is Chinese dumplings. Sometimes it is hot wings. Recently it has been lots and lots of catfish.<BR/><BR/>3. The first time I made a cake all by myself I couldn't find vegetable oil. I thought, well, olive is a vegetable, right? So I made it with extra-virgin olive oil. It was disgusting. But I was too proud to admit that I made a mistake, so bit by bit over the course of three days I made myself eat the whole thing.<BR/><BR/>4. When my father died, I knew I had to force myself to eat, but I couldn't. It was not so much loss of appetite, but indecisiveness. I couldn't deal with any kind of decision-making. But I promised myself that no matter how crazy I got, I would eat on schedule. So I would just pull into any drive-through window and order the #4. I never knew what I was getting, but 4 is my lucky number.<BR/><BR/>5. I make my friends wait to eat until I can take a picture of their food. A few times I have even asked total strangers if I can photograph their food.<BR/><BR/>6. I want to like oysters and sushi because I think they are sexy and glamorous. I think not liking them exposes my boring, pedestrian hillbilly taste.<BR/><BR/>7. Sometimes Jonathon Gold makes me want to stab myself in the head. I am sometimes tempted to give up food blogging altogether. He is so poetic I just want to stalk him sometimes...but I don't know if it is to worship him or to throw rotten fruit at his car.Elise Thompsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16984955760237774602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-692212489462792524.post-73393244656094354152007-07-07T20:50:00.000-07:002007-07-07T20:50:00.000-07:00you cannot possibly have the attitude of a teenage...you cannot possibly have the attitude of a teenager if you only have one emotion at a time. I am constantly working with my friends to figure out the multiple frustrating and confusing emotion they have at one time, and occasionally even that " indiscribable" emotion. you're just you :Dsabrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12621951259753831210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-692212489462792524.post-24748922066027828812007-06-29T03:11:00.000-07:002007-06-29T03:11:00.000-07:00I am too overwhelmed to deal with seven things abo...I am too overwhelmed to deal with seven things about myself. Since my blog is about food, I feel like I should confess 7 food sins...Elise Thompsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16984955760237774602noreply@blogger.com