Silly Blogger Games

 

 

My friend Yvonne, aka The Fiesty Foodie, has tapped me in a friendly round of blogger tag. This sort of tag doesn’t require (thank goodness!) chasing after people or running oneself breathless; all I have to do is reveal five things about myself that you, the reader, most likely don’t know. Unless you happen to be my husband. Or mother.

 

        1.)    In addition to writing for my blog, I write all day for my real job. I’m a copywriter for a book publisher, and I have a pretty cool cubicle as far as they go—one with a window overlooking the West Village. When I’m stalled by writer’s block, I can study cloud formations and watch wind-puffed plastic bags tumble on by.


2.)   
Every time I see a dog coming my way, I’m overcome by a serious case of dog envy. My symptoms (blatant staring, involuntary “awes,” a profound feeling of sadness for my own dogless state) are especially acute with Westies, Cairns, Scotties, miscellaneous other terriers, Shiba Inus, Schnauzers, and Pugs—in that order. And ever since I began this blog, I’ve been angling for an excuse to post a picture of Casper Kiino-Purvins, my mom and stepdad’s rescue Westie:





3.)   
Before launching my own, I had never read a food blog in my life. Last year, Brian and I came up with the brillant idea of producing a cooking podcast. So our friend Chris Phillips, a musician, created an awesome theme song for us, and we recorded and edited a couple of episodes. They sucked (except for the theme song). But this blog—conceived as an accompaniment to the cooking show—took off as the podcast fizzled.

         
4.)   
Brian and I have remarkably similar loves and aversions when it comes to food. Anchovies, sardines, offensively smelly cheeses—can’t get enough. Offal, snails, sea urchin—we’re still, uh, working on those. One exception to our culinary simpatico: Chinese fermented tofu. I like to smoosh these cubes of stinky, slimy deliciousness into my rice, an action that invariably sends Brian scuttling off to the far end of the apartment.



Run away, Brian!



5.)   
If Brian and I ever have kids, they will be of Japanese-Chinese-English-African—the latter three by way of Jamaica—descent. We’re taking bets right now on what they’ll look like. (Just kidding, just kidding.)

Now I'm supposed to tag another lucky food blogger. So, whether she likes it or not, I'm tagging Jessica of Su Good Sweets.

 

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