Accent: Bay Area California (whatever that sounds like).
Booze: I'm currently obsessed with the Sidecar (preferably made with Meyer lemons).
Chore I Hate: Cleaning the bathroom, specifically, the toilet. I totally gag.
Dog or Cat: I am a total dog lover. Some cats, like Sumo, are cool. Except they make me sneeze.
Essential Electronics: iPod (when it works).
Favorite Cologne: I don't wear cologne, I wear perfume. And I'm not telling you.
Gold or Silver: Gold.
Hometown: I was born in San Francisco, CA.
Insomnia: Occasionally.
Job Title: In flux, actually.
Kids: None. Unless you count my inner child, with whom I am often in touch.
Living Arrangements: Apartment.
Most Admirable Traits: I've been told that I make people feel comfortable when they're around me, I have a kick-ass sense of humor, and I'm a great listener.
Number of Sexual Partners: You mean right now? Or of all time?
Overnight Hospital Stays: I think I did once at 5, when I had to have a blood transfusion (courtesy of Dad), because my nose was bleeding way too much.
Phobias: Rats, hair in my food, beets.
Quote: “Character is what you do when you think no one is looking.” (Thanks, Virge!)
Religion: Catholic. Don't judge me!
Siblings: Only child. Don't judge me!
Time I Wake Up: Weekdays: 7:30 a.m. Weekends: 9-10 a.m., or earlier, if my cousin calls me.
Unusual Talent or Skill: I have this bizarre intuition that compels me to look at someone right as they're about to hock a loogie. That, and my gag reflex is entirely absent. Just kidding.
Vegetable I Love: Artichokes.
Worst Habit: Cigarettes.
X-Rays: I've had a few, especially during high school. (Tennis team.)
Yummy Foods I Make: I make a damn fine cheesecake. And fruit crumble. Basically, I kick ass with desserts.
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn, Year of the Rat.
I guess this means I have to tag people, so I choose:
- Virge at so far...
- Erica at Soft Pretzel Love
- Frida at Frida's Poopin' Spot
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3 comments:
So one person's favorite vegetable is another person's phobia, eh?
;-)
By the way, what's in a Sidecar?
Tom: I saw that beets are your favorite! I just can't eat them, they freak me out. They're so ... fuschia.
A sidecar, if I remember correctly, is a shaken concoction of brandy, triple sec, and Lemon, served in a sugar-rimmed martini glass.
My co-worker makes them with Meyer lemons when they're in season. I think the best one I had was at Luna Park one night. Also, there's some small-plate restaurant on Market in the Castro (I forget the name now, it's new) that serves up deadly ones.
One word: Yum.
I think you can upgrade them a little to cognac and some other things, and then the Meyer lemon is an upgrade too ... try one next time you go out - they're a little more gentle than say, a Maker's Mark Manhattan.
hair in food is the grossest.
oh hey, if your ever at a restaurant and you get a hair on your cheesecake or something then you go to the waiter: 'ummm, excuuuuse me, but i think you sold me a hair with a cheesecake around it!'
oh kaadow!
ps: help me solve my sexy mystery. details at my site!
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