an equal opportunity eater.
Taking the neurosis out of food, one meal at a time.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
How can you not love a pop star who has a hit single named after you? And my dark secret is, I loved him even before that; I remember singing "Sweet Caroline" for glee club, and being quite happy about it. This year my mother's day gift was a compilation, replacing a former greatest hits cd that disappeared. I guess after the thousandth time someone got tired of it.
In any case, despite the UB40 and Smash Mouth covers, Neil Diamond conjures the 70s, and in the words of my husband, those who forget the 70s are doomed to repeat it; memories of junior high school (when they called it that) and scary movies on Saturday nights.
A typical menu to accompany the movie on Fright Night:
Doritos and sour cream To mix it up, my mother mixed canned pickled jalapenos in the sour cream. Quite a spicy surprise.
Phone in a pizza! I wish I could remember the name of the delivery spot in Lynwood. My favorite was sausage and mushrooms.