It isn't fair is it? That I get to ask you all these questions, not once, but twice now, pry into your life, *giggle* quietly behind the internets about some of the more naughty replies, and not share a single thing about myself? That's not fair, right? Right, because I don't publicize anything about my personal life on a blog or anything weird like that.
So, I am answering. Nothing too exciting, except that I have been known, on occasion, to air-dry. (Try not to picture it, okay?) And if you still haven't gotten a chance to introduce yourself, answer the same questions in the comments. I'm nosy.
1. How did we meet?
I’ve been searching for Delicious all my life. So have you. We found it in the same place.
2. What was the last thing you ate?
Does a (surprise, surprise) Berry Smoothie chased with Tab Energy count as “eating?”
3. What are you wearing?
Enormous gold hoop earrings that are the diameter of coffee mugs, a teeny tiny puffy gold parka with fur trim on the hood, and shamelessly hip-hugging winter white pants. Yes, I go to work in this outfit. No, I am not a "street walker" by trade, though some may argue that Marketing is a Master's degree version of whoring.
4. Red wine or white wine?
red + white = pink. I am currently having a torrid affair with sparkling rosés.
5. Do you believe in love at first bite?
Absolutely. Especially if he bites back. *rowr* Oh, was I asking about food? I fall in love very hard and very fast. Most recently, I had a magical moment with fresh grated wasabi at Mori Sushi.
6. After a shower, do you towel off top-to-bottom, or bottom-to-top?
I turn up the heater in my house and air dry ;). If I’m alone, then I towel off top-to-bottom down one side, then back up the other side.
7. Where will I find you and what will you be doing on a Sunday afternoon at 2 pm?
If it’s autumn, I will be plopped down in front of the TV watching hot men in tight pants chase after a tiny brown ball. If it’s any other time of the year, I will be somewhere, anywhere, blogging. Hell, even in the fall, I watch football over the top of my laptop. With a plate of nachos on the side.
9. What song is on your playlist that you are too embarassed to admit out loud, but when your windows are rolled up you totally put the volume on level 20?
I have a weird jealous obsession with Paris Hilton and I kind of like her song Stars Are Blind. Other than that, I have no shame in admitting I love cheesy airy fairy highly vocal trance a la Tiesto. He's Magik.
10. Favorite salad dressing?
With French fries, I like Ranch. With Buffalo wings, I like Bleu Cheese. On salad, I like it naked, unless it’s a Caesar Salad, in which case, hold the Romaine. I’d just like to dip my anchovies in the dressing.
** a year ago today, i admitted that i will fly for food, especially if it's in chicago **