Wishing you and yours the best 2013 ever.
Love,
Chef’s Widow & #teamsawyer
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Wishing you and yours the best 2013 ever.
Love,
Chef’s Widow & #teamsawyer
and completely made my life…
I FINK U FREEKY by Die Antwoord
I am completely fascinated with people who think the world is going to end on December 20th, 2012. It’s not that I think they are stupid, it’s just that I think they may have drink a little too much of the kool-aid. Hell, I love me a good conspiracy theory or doomsday movie, but I just can’t seem to wrap my head around the Mayan prophecy of doom.
Apparently though, the Chef can.
Last week the Chef and I decided to get a membership to Costco. We have never been fans of bix box stores but after reading how rad the former CEO of Costco was to his employees we decided to check it out. I mean who doesn’t need 8 rolls of toilet paper or a 5lb tub of beef jerky. Isn’t that what ‘mericas all about??
It’s no secret that I love my Vitamix. We love them so much, our family is on their homepage. So when I decided to make latkes last night about five minutes after my kids exclaimed “they were starving” I knew had to make them quick. If you ever have made latkes before you know two things: latkes are crazy delicious and latkes are NOT QUICK.
Never one to pass up an opportunity to mess up my kitchen with something new I went to town. Vitamix town.
Last week a strange series of events unfolded, and on Saturday I found myself on a flight to Los Angeles. I had been invited to attend some movie screenings, The Hobbit and The Impossible. Both screenings would be followed by a question & answer by a few key players of the movie. The Hobbit’s q & a would feature Peter Jackson and The Impossible’s would feature my #1, Mr. Ewan McGregor.
As I sat on the plane I couldn’t help but ponder what in the hell I was doing. The first Ewan McGregor movie I saw was Shallow Grave. I fell in love immediately. Not only was McGregor a handsome bloke from Scotland but even then almost 20 years ago, his acting talent shone through. He was is my favorite actor. I have watched every movie he has been in. The good, the bad, the forgettable, the insane, I have been either in the theatre or on the couch watching his talent unfold.
So when I flew to LA, with the end result of my trip be meeting Ewan McGregor, I really had no idea what the fuck I was doing. Chasing celebrities has never really been my thing. What was I going to say? Would he immediately look into my blue eyes and confess his ever dying love for me? Would he be shorter than me? Would I still consider him my #1? What if I accidentally licked his face? All of these insane scenarios and questions raced through my mind as the plane landed at LAX.