TV. Food. Pop Culture.
Apologies for my one week absence in American Idol coverage. I was in NY last Tuesday, and I forgot to record the show on my parents’ Tivo. Even worse, the performance videos on Idol’s official (and extremely crappy) website didn’t work; so I was left with little else to do but listen to mp3s of …
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The ferocity between the women on this season of The Real Housewives of New York City has reached shocking new levels of intensity. It’s like watching a pack of hyenas circling each other, waiting to pounce at any moment (note: I know nothing of hyena behavior, but I assume they pounce on themselves. And if …
Inspired by my many Adventures in Domesticity, my mother asked me if I wanted to make something for the Passover dinner this year. How could I say no? Well, very easily, but as it turns out, I was intrigued by the offer. But what could I make? Then it hit me. I could whip up …
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If you didn’t catch last week’s episode of Real Housewives of New York City, you are truly missing out. I watched it twice (once with the parents — a saga unto itself, and once drunkenly with my friends — including Neil and Meeshie). I can assure you that it stands the test of time and …
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My first time tangling in the wilds of chatroulette was such a hit that I decided to log onto the peculiar website once again and see which people (or things or pieces of anatomy) I’d be paired with. I’m tempted to say there was even more eye-opening activity on display this time. Pictures (including some …
Take one part Martha Stewart, one part witch doctor, and add a chicken to the mix, and you’ll get this kooky video, posted by Martha herself. I don’t know the motivation behind it, but the narrative is oddly transfixing, and as usual, Martha most certainly has her way. Enjoy.
Earlier this week I noticed something interesting about Aisle 1 of the Met Foodmarket in Brooklyn. I’ve yet to determine if it’s the product of a hoax, employee ineptitude, or simply withering misogynist commentary. Either way, still funny!
It’s been a while since I’ve written a flight blog (or “flog”), but I’m feeling a certain peppiness today — the sort of peppiness that comes from an intoxicating cocktail of D-list celebrity sightings and a venti iced mocha from Starbucks. This sort of chipper outlook is fairly rare at this early hour of 9:20 …
Okay, this is a straight up shill, but it could be fun. The lovely Katrina has been emailing me on behalf of Bravo about this new thing called the Talk Bubble. It’s an interactive thingy that lets viewers chat with fans of Real Housewives etc. etc. It goes live tonight, I believe; so check it …
Pic via New York Daily News It never ceases to amaze me how terrible the contestants on American Idol are at picking tunes to sing. Last night’s episode offered them the simplest way to sound contemporary by providing the wide-open theme of #1 Billboard Hot 100 hits, and yet despite the show all but begging …