Return of the Friday Five
Yay! The Friday Five is back. Commence with the narcissistic question-answering:
- How often do you cook at home?
Well, that mostly depends on your definition of ‘cook.’ If asking K “Hey, what can I do” or washing up after is considered ‘cooking’ then I cook at home most nights. If not, well, maybe once or twice a week, I make a meal. Usually on the weekends. - How did you learn how to cook?
Combination of motherly and grandmotherly instruction. Mostly motherly, as my mom can make just about anything. I supplemented (for things like Indian cuisine or sushi, which mom doesn’t do) with cookbooks and the advice of friends and the Food Network. Mmmm, Food Network. - What is a meal that has special meaning to you?
Beef Roast with Mushroom Gravy and Red Rice always means Christmas-with-a-capital-C. - What is the last meal you cooked?
I made French Toast last weekend. Or was that weekend-before-last? God, I sound like my dad. I’m making chili tomorrow, I swear. - What is your least favorite thing to cook?
Biscuits. Because no matter what I do, they suck. K makes the biscuits, and hers are the BEST.
- What is the first book you remember reading?
Reading myself: Dr.Seuss’s Are You My Mother. Hate.
Having read to me: The Hobbit, of course. Love. - What is your favorite book?
What kind of a question is this? I have to pick one? Geesh. Ummmm… A Swiftly Tilting Planet by Madeline L’Engle. It was my favorite when I was 10 and is still right on up there. But I would also rescue from a burning building my Sandman collection, my falling-apart copy of Alice in Wonderland and all my Tolkien. - Who is your favorite author?
I could be totally snarky and say ‘my dad’ but his book on Carolina basketball — though cool — really isn’t my usual genre. Nor would it be at all about the book, but about the fact that I think my dad is bitchin’ cool, especially when he regales us with tales of Cousin Frog and Cousin Frying Pan. But that isn’t the question. Though I like L’Engle a lot, some of her weirder adult stuff throws me. Whereas I find anything Neil Gaiman has written utterly fascinating, from his dark noir, to his children’s books, to the graphic novels. So I’d say him instead. Plus, he’s totally hot. - Pick up the nearest book (magazine or any available printed material will do). Turn to page 24 (or the closest to it). Go to the 7th line. What is it?
“…mistake. He just grinned and said I was a clever little pixie. The stupid dolt of a…” - If you could be any character in literature, who would you be?
Hermoine. Very little in the world would beat actual wizardry. Besides, most of the books I read have tragic heros, and who wants a life rife with bad omens and drama?
- what is one thing about you that you hate?
Oh, honey, what a list I could give. But I’d rather not. - what is one thing about you that you love?
Second verse, same as the first. - if you had to change one thing about you what would it be and why?
I’d have the metabolism of a greyhound. Although people would probably not appreciate the twitching and propensity for pissing on the carpets. - one is one word that you would use to define yourself?
Smartass. - imagine what you would look like in a perfect world.. what do you look like?
Brad Pitt.
Because (1) I would be (so!) hot and (2) I would be a man, so people just might listen to what I was saying once in a while. Short fat girls don’t get much in the way of respect, ya know. But, hey, if I was Brad Pitt, I’d be busy divorcing Jennifer Aniston and how dumb is THAT? So maybe I’m better off in my imperfect shell, thanks anyways.