Chicago: It Doesn’t Even Have A Monorail!
Streaming consciousness of the ‘morning after’ from Houston. My body still feels like it’s moving 150mph. Ugh. ‘Crackers A La Rien’ (Translation: Crackers, just) for dinner.
It’s raining/sleeting awfully bad here in the Chicago ‘burbs. I already miss Alice. The scarf that I wore in Houston was more of a ‘just in case’, now it’s a ‘you’d be stupid not to’. When I got back from Midway, I just chilled on the ‘rent’s couch getting un-dizzy watching The Replacements (see above picture). It’s embarrassing how much I hate to love/love to hate this movie. How did he pull this off between The Matrix and Reloaded (And look so good doing it)? And did anyone notice that the team that drafts him is called the Sentinels? (+100 brownie points if you see the connection of what the hell I’m talking about)
Cheeziest quote of the flick?
Pain heals, chicks dig scars, glory lasts forever.
After my ‘dinner’ and a movie, I stopped by Jason’s for some grub and ‘Un-movie award -ing’. We vegged out in front of Iron Chef America: Flay Vs. Armstrong on FoodTV. Secret Ingredient? Squash. (+200 brownie points if you noticed the unnecessary pun). Booby Flay, yes Booby, talks too damn much when he presents his food. Just let the food talk for itself. Don’t put 1 pound of Fois Gras on top of some squash and designate the duck liver as ‘the supporting ingredient’. Anyway, the challenger, Govind Armstrong, was a relaxed competitor, taking the last 30 seconds to talk shit on to Booby’s camp via live camera.
Bobby Flay and co. were preparing a (very messy) ice cream dish.
Govind’s Sous Chef #1: Damn. That looks like soup.
Govind’s Sous Chef #2: Yeah. What are they making?
Gouvind: Very messy.
Bobby’s team is scrambling to finish it up with 10 seconds left
Govind’s Sous Chef #1: (Shouts) MINT! MINT! YOU FORGOT THE MINT!
Bobby Flay: $^#&%. (To his sous chef) GO! GO! GO GET IT!
Me: Stupid Booby.
Jason: Turn it over it looks so ugly!!!
Winner? Booby.
He did a better job of showcasing the ingredients (I guess). That being said, Govind’s chorizo/pumkin pot pie with a puff pastry crust was by far ‘best in show’. Better luck next time.
Ah well. Back to Life, Back to Reality. You’ll make me smile for days.
~Spec
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14 days until SF w00p w00p!
