One of my biggest pet peeves is when people start speaking in a foreign language in a public setting, especially when they had previously been conversing in English before. I believe people do it mainly because 1. they're talking about someone in a close vicinity (which is usually the case) or 2. they want to seem cool because they know a different language. I know you're talking about me: you were just speaking English and now you're talking gibberish in whatever language you're speaking and looking at me like a lame p.o.s. If you want to say something bad about someone and don't have the cajones to say it to their face, do it later. Just a random thought...
On different note, Tone and I went to the Newseum in DC on opening day. It was majorly packed because it was free admission (versus a $20 admission fee), but enjoyable nonetheless. It's a great museum filled with the evolution of media. They also have a bunch of interactive screens for visitors to browse through various exhibits in the museum which was pretty nice. There's a section of Pulitzer prize winning photos, most of which are sad and depressing but definitely give justice to the saying "A picture is worth a thousand words". All the photos are ridiculous in the sense that you have no idea how in the world the photographer was able to be in the right place at the right time and take a perfect picture.
Newspapers from various states and countries the day after 9/11.
Munching on expensive museum food in the cafeteria (2 plates of catered food by Wolfgang Puck and a nonrefillable soda for $30... fuck)
I took particular interest in a giant pen at the gift shop and decided to pretend I was at work taking a food order. Excuse the constipated expression, por favor. It's probably what I look like when I'm pissed off at work.
The central area of the museum has this massive screen that is pretty neat.
Giant mass of glass looking out towards Pennsylvania Ave.
I have so many mixed feelings about graduation. I'm feeling both excited and scared at the same time. I'll be done with school for good, unless I decide to go to grad school for some reason in the future. But I'm also so nervous because I don't feel prepared for anything. That, and I don't want to grow up. Oh well, summer's almost here and my hibernation in College Park classrooms is almost over. Thank god for pre-planned vacations, otherwise I don't know how I would survive these next two weeks without having something to look forward to.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
I cannot wait until Winter Break. Being an economics major was the biggest mistake in my life. I will never force my children to take econ courses unless he or she is ... an econ freak. It's the most frustrating major possible. Maybe.
Anyhooo... the holiday season is here and it's so cheery everywhere but BAM the thought of finals completely ruin the mood. I hate shopping for gifts because everytime I decide to buy something, I also end up wanting it for myself... and then I buy it... and then I end up spending twice as much. There's gotta be an easier way.
Suri Cruise is quite possibly the cutest child alive. I hope my baby looks like the little alien Suri once was.
Tone and I recently went to the farmer's market at Dupont Circle. Everything looked so fresh and appetizing, but so so so overpriced. I liked all the different varieties of mushrooms the best. And definitely a noticeably overwhelming population of gays.
So I turned on Bravo today after briefly skimming over a note I linked around to on Facebook. It just so happened they were running a Top Chef marathon in preparation for tonight's finale. This show puts about 90% of the shows on Food Network to shame. Really, I am getting so tired of turning on the TV and seeing Sandra Lee making inedible crap or Giada Delaurentis and her annoying Italian accent. Accents are usually hot, but seriously, hearing her talk makes me want to kill myself sometimes.
I watched the episode with Daniel Boulud as a guest judge and my heart skipped a beat because I recently ate at his restaurant in New York. He judged a competition about burgers and watching it made me want to back to his restaurant and order every damn thing on his menu. I tried his uber burger stuffed with foie gras and short ribs which was one of the most amazing things I have ever tasted.
DB Bistro Moderne Burger puts you in burger heaven. Anyways, this series makes me want to go into the kitchen and cook my heart out. I can't really call myself a chef or a cook, just a person who really enjoys food. I think the idea of cooking, baking, and just food in general makes me really happy. I find myself reading food blogs and forums and looking for recipes when I'm bored or feeling restless. I found all of the contenders on Top Chef very inspirational. They're all so dedicated to their craft and so creative. I mean, really, how the hell can you put together a menu in 30 minutes!? It'd probably take me all day with my indecisiveness.
Hung's win in the finale made me feel all cuddly and cozy... for lack of a better term. He transfers his energy and excitement to everyone around every time he talks about his passion for food. I'm happy for him and I am eagerly anticipating an awesome meal at his future restaurant.
