Bourdain Eating His Way Around the World

Have you watched any of the Anthony Bourdain shows on CNN? Bourdain took a camera crew with him on little expeditions all around the world and ate local foods, on our behalf. There is no doubt in my mind that the man knows good food, but frankly I don’t really want to watch this snob stuffing weird food in his face. There are not many many people that I want to watch eat. One time there was an actress in a movie that ate food in a very sexy way. i think it was someone in the Shakespeare play, Taming of the Shrew. But it might have been a different one – I saw the movie and then I saw the same scene in a dinner theater play. But that was a very long time ago.

So, Bourdain does a pretty good job of filling you in on geography and the history of the area, he describes the native foods and films a lot of the food preparation. That was pretty interesting. Watching him eat – no so much. But the show was better than 95% of the garbage that is on TV lately, so what are you going to do?

Shadow? Or No Shadow?

Does anyone but America have this silly tradition of giving the responsibility of forecasting the weather to a rodent? Groundhog Day must be uniquely American – and I wonder if the rest of the world sees this as amusing or just one more reason to mock Americans?

I have been watching a variety of shows on the BBC cable TV channel, and was surprised to see how often the British refer to Americans in such a condescending and mocking manner. Every live TV show that includes interviews or commentary by British hosts has at least one denigrating remark about Americans in it. And this is just Great Britain. What about the more openly hostile countries, like Pakistan or China? I imagine we are slammed and insulted constantly. And I am starting to resent it!

We made World News today for the groundhog having not seen his shadow this morning. That supposedly means that we will have an early spring. Who’s not a fan of an early spring? but truth be told, the first day of spring is officially 6 weeks away anyway – whether the groundhog sees his shadow – or not!

Leave the Window Open

It is amazing to me to find out how many different ways people prefer to go to bed and sleep each night.

First, there is clothing or lack of clothing. Some people like nightgowns and others like pajamas. Some people sleep in their underwear and some people take their underwear off. Some people fall asleep in their clothes and some people would rather be stark naked.

Then there is noise. Some people like to have the TV on all night so they have some noise. Others like to pop in a movie and fall asleep during the movie. When the movie ends, it becomes quiet. Others prefer music and will turn on the radio or their iPod to play songs they like to hear. During the summer, some people like to have a fan running – the motor noise can be soothing.

I like to have a night light left on, so I can find my way to the bathroom in the middle of the night if I wake up. I also like to leave the stove light on, so that I can make my way to the kitchen in the morning without stubbing my toe or bumping into anything before I can get to the coffee pot and the sink to get my coffee started. But other people think a light left on is wasting electricity and want the house to be totally dark.

Can You Trust a Skinny Cook?

A free meal is always nice, but if the invitation to dinner is from someone like Rachel Greenlief, I wonder if she is a good cook or not. My dad used to say to never trust a skinny cook, and Rachel is a gorgeous woman. She is so thin that I wonder if she eats anything at all? But she tells me she is a good cook, so I think I will take my chances on the one dinner and test out my dad’s theory. Let’s all hope he is wrong in this case.

The last time I dated a girl who bragged about her cooking, she told me that she grew up in the South and that she learned how to cook Southern Style. I had visions of crispy fried chicken, barbecue ribs, creamy macaroni and cheese, and coconut frosted layer cakes or pecan pie. I had visions of all the good things that Paula Deen cooks on her cable TV show. Maybe a little of the Neely’s – Memphis couple who have their own show on the Food Network cable TV show.

Well, she kept inviting me to dinner because she said that getting a babysitter was hard for her, and she promised the baby would be in bed before dinner so it would be just the two of us. I have to admit that I thought it a little strange for a baby to be in bed for the night at only 6:00 pm, but I took her word on it. Having a baby around wasn’t that big of an issue to me, unless it meant dealing with an angry and jealous baby daddy, but I decided to take my chances.

I showed up at six, sharp, and was greeted by her holding a crying baby who refused to go to sleep or play quietly the entire time I was there. Dinner was not until 7:30 because of the distraction of the crying baby plus she had to work that day. No good traditional southern food, either. We dined on Hamburger helper, canned peas and refrigerator biscuits. Now, I can cook all of that myself and it didn’t taste bad. But that is what I call great Southern cooking and I could not wait to make my escape after politely eating her dinner and getting home by eight thirty.

Let’s hope this dinner invitation is NOTHING like that other experience. And I will let you know if skinny cooks can be trusted.

Wednesday Means Laundry Night

Here it is Wednesday and I know I’ll be facing a pile of dirty laundry when I get home. So I’m going to cook a nice spaghetti dinner and catch up on the week night comedy shows on TV while I deal with laundry.

Wednesday is not a bad night to do laundry. There are 30 minutes situation comedies on every channel, which works out nicely for timing the loads for each machine. I can wash a load in 30 minutes, while watching one of the shows.

Then, when the show is over, I dash downstairs and put that load into the dryer. Since the dryer takes an hour, I go back up to watch the next 30 minute show, and when that show is over I go back downstairs and put the next load in the washer. Thirty minutes later, the next show is over and I switch the clothes from the washer to the dryer.

It has a nice rhythm to it, every 30 minutes, and the night goes by pretty quick.