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The above is what’s currently in his freezer. Have you ever seen a more ridiculously disgusting display of junk food? In case you can’t make it out through the crappy, pixilated camera pic, that’s 1 Costco-size box of Eggos, 1 bag of “chicken fries,” (seriously?!), 1 bag of honey bbq chicken wings, 1 Tony’s pizza, 1 box of bacon wrapped scallops and 1 box of Jimmy Dean...

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I had a ridiculously fun night last night. An extravagant, Balinese Seattle socialite friend of mine, whom I’ll call W, hosted a wine and dinner party at his house in Maple Leaf, and I dragged my Hussy Bestie Amanda there with me. W knows nearly everyone in Seattle, I believe, and he’s always trying to fix his single, straight friends up, so I thought I’d help a sistah out. When we pulled up to the...

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I’m not much of a cook. Occasionally I’ll dabble with recipes, but most of the time I’m stuck in my no-time, starving-when-I-get-home, need-to-make-something-healthy-and-quick ways. Therefore, I eat a lot of Trader Joe’s minute brown rice, stir fry veggies and some sort of curry or masala sauce. For at least the past six months, Indian food has been my mainstay. (Thankfully, I’m coupled. I...

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I’ve been in a serious mood to entertain lately, thinking about all the parties I can plan, co-host with my friends or peer-pressure others into throwing. After all, the only way I get through dark and drab winters is by having events to look forward to, to separate monthly chunks of time till Spring (which in Seattle, hasn’t come lately till June or July). I’m thinking I want to throw a...

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I finally stuck in Jillian Andrew’s fitness DVD, “30-Day Shred” tonight. I first read about it on This Fish, who the linked to her blog friend who started it as well. Both girls mentioned how difficult but effective it’s rumored to be. My curiosity was piqued, (not peeked or peaked), and I ordered it that day from Amazon.com. After a couple more weeks of groveling about my extra...

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Friday evening I attended the wedding of two of my favorite friends–Luke and Jana Lamon. I met Luke the summer after my senior year of college when I moved to Fremont to live with Amanda. Amanda flirted with a guy one night at Ozzie’s, who asked for her number. Later that week, we agreed to meet this guy and his friends at The Dubliner, which was down the street from our apartment. One fun...

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While in Yakima wine country this weekend, I saw a great sign, “Wine a bit…You’ll Feel Better.” I think it should have read, “Wine Every Day…You’ll Feel Better.” At least I’d like to wine every day for the rest of my life… I’m becoming increasingly more obsessed with wine–loving the loopy wine buzz, the varieties, pairings, wineries,...

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When I worked at World Vision, it some how came out in a conversation once with my boss that I had never baked a pie. (Nor did I know how.) “WHAATTT?!” was her reaction… You’d think that she just figured out I wasn’t really a devote Christian and had been masquerading the whole time. “Every girl needs to know how to bake a pie!” she continued. “It should be the one trick in your...

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Conveyor belt sushi is unbelievably terrible. Prior to my sushi-loving days of late, I’d get drug along for dinner at a conveyor belt sushi restaurant and everyone would exclaim, “Oh, it’s so amazing!” Since this was before I could even stomach California rolls, I grabbed the orange plates with edamame, pot stickers and tempura. I was never really that impressed. It wasn’t...