Self Indulgence

The fantastic brookem, with whom I have a very random and spooky real life connection, interviewed me the other day. Since it is Friday, this city is on lockdown, and you fools are all hung over anyway, I figured it would be the perfect time to post my answers.

1- What is your go-to meal to make when you have company over, or are asked to bring a dish to a par-tay?
I have said it before and I will say it again: chicken with 40 cloves of garlic. I just cannot help myself.

2- What would be your ideal job?
Like every other schmo with a blog, I harbor a secret desire to be a professional writer. That seems as likely as becoming a princess or Javier Bardem’s personal masseuse but I am a woman with a dream.

3- You talk about healthy eating and working out a lot on your blog. If you could eat whatever you wanted, and never gain an ounce… if you could skip the gym forever and still maintain your weight, would you?
This is almost an impossible question for me to answer because I cannot even conceptualize it…but, yes. Fuck it. Fuck the gym–I hate it. Fuck my health–we are all going to die anyway. Fuck whole grains–I like the white stuff better.

4- Have you always been a “foodie?” Always liked to cook as much as you do now?
Have I always loved stuffing my face? Yes. Have I always been adept at making food? No. That started about 5 years ago.

5- What’s a surefire way to make you swoon?
A backrub, an awesome head of hair, a sense of humor, a backrub, facial scars and ink, self awareness, and a sincere compliment that doesn’t involve my jugs.