Kate, dear, I love you. Very, very much. Move your midwestern butt to NYC, pronto!
ok, here's my SUPER long response to Addy's questions. Grab coffee.
What's the first thing (drink) you got loaded on. Where was it? It was a frozen lime margarita in Old Town in San Diego. It was during grad school. Yes, I was a late bloomer, which probably explains my continued lightweight position towards the finer drinks in life.
What do you think is the silliest word in the english language (or a few of them)
I’ve always giggled over chestnut.
What are three things you think every person on here should remember?
Every person here? Well..
We’re all human.
We all have feelings.
Some of us lie. A lot. They don’t have feelings.
J
But the REAL three things I think everyone should remember are:
Love yourself.
Love everyone else (and treat them so) the way you would like to be loved (and treated).
Lastly, a little quote you told me once. And I paraphrase, I’m sure: why walk when you can dance? Why speak when you can sing?
What's your favorite pig-out food?
Heh. Like you have to ask. I could eat guacamole for every meal of every day. A close second if a specific brand/flavor of hummus of which I currently can’t get enough. It’s Sabra’s Supremely Spicy hummus. If I catch any of yous guys at Fairway stealing my stashes I will cut you.
Where and what was your best meal?
Wow. This is completely impossible to answer. I will say, though, that moving to NYC and dining out for 75% of my meals has opened me to some absolutely fantastic meals, from simple places (like my favorite Thai restaurant in Hell’s Kitchen) to that WONDERFUL meal at Marseilles to the fabulous Mexican at Rosa Mexicano. I think, though, that the best meal(s) I’ve ever had would be one of my mom’s holiday dinners, especially those in recent memory. After my first year in NYC, I flew home for Christmas. It was only going to be me, my mom and dad and my brother and his fiancé (now wife). My mother cooked enough for all of our neighbors and it was, perhaps, the best Christmas dinner ever.
And have you ever had a surprise party? if so, tell us about it and if you were actually surprised.
I’ve never had a 100% surprise party. I’ve had parties numerous times where I was told something was going on but not what. I actually patently hate surprise parties as I don’t like being put on the spot like that. I get over it quickly but I get kind of moody (go figure) and upset if something is sprung upon me.