2.12.2007
TRAMBLINGS. . .
So I started my birthday weekend with news that I was now at a NEW AGENCY. Richard called at the crack of dawn to ask if I wanted to join him in his new "endeavor" (how overused is that joke?) and, of course, I said yes. Richard is my lifeline. I would have been devastated if he moved on and left me behind. My loyalty, is to this particular agent, and not the agency itself. This move by Richard means that I am now repped at three different places. It would be nice to be under one umbrella but, like I said, I value my relationships with my individual reps. Anyway, congrats to Richie Rich. More later. I'm interested to see which agents follow him to the new shop.
Thanks, also, for all your kind bday wishes. I enjoyed myself. Low key. A good friend was in town from the Bay Area on Friday so we went to see THE QUEEN. I'm a huge fan of Helen Mirren so that was a nice treat. Is BALMORAL really that large? I never knew. Nice way to start the weekend. On Saturday, the Crown Prince and I bumped into two of our closest friends at the FARMER'S MARKET on Fairfax. We were craving Mexican food from our favorite place, LOTERIA GRILL and apparently they were too. They'd just finished eating but sat down to join us anyway. I'm a sucker for CHILAQUILES with either fried eggs or scrambled which is exactly what I ordered. Beyond delicious.
Afterwards, the four of us and Queen Little Baby, the four month old dumpling, went in search of gourmet donuts. I know, I know, but I burnt myself out on cupcakes and I didn't really want a cake this time. We headed over to FRITTELLI'S in Beverly Hills. Delicious. Worth every penny. You could actually taste the raspberries and lemon in the icing. Besides that, loved the packaging. The donuts come in a fancy Tiffany-blue box with chocolate script. Cute. Well done. Tasty.
On Sunday, we completed the "Magical Food Birthday Tour" with a dress-up brunch at JAR, SUZANNE TRACT'S fancy-schmancy restuarant. I've wanted to eat at JAR for years so we invited our same friends, and Queen Little Baby, to join us again. (Yes, we all realize that the cornerstone of our friendship is food). Here's the SUNDAY BRUNCH MENU. It was so good that at one point I thought the waitress was going to ask the four of us to stop moaning because we were grossing out the other diners. Seriously, people, if you're ever in Los Angeles make sure you eat at least one meal at JAR.
Sunday night I jumped back into the kitchen and made CREAMY ROSEMARY POLENTA and Italian Sausage with Tomato Basil Sauce for dinner. I used the BAREFOOT CONTESSA polenta recipe but I couldn't find it online. Now that I've completely indulged (without regret) I am going to use the next couple weeks to scale it back a little. Glad that I didn't have cake in the house after all that. Quick question: should this blog be about books, writing and FOOD? Just wondering.
Lastly, for those of you with HBO, please take a look at BASTARDS AT THE PARTY, the documentary by CLE SLOAN whom the Crown Prince has taken to calling "Nichelle's gangbanging-ass boyfriend." Funniest line this weekend, "Kobe will not accept a gangbanger as his new daddy."
Until next time. . .
So I started my birthday weekend with news that I was now at a NEW AGENCY. Richard called at the crack of dawn to ask if I wanted to join him in his new "endeavor" (how overused is that joke?) and, of course, I said yes. Richard is my lifeline. I would have been devastated if he moved on and left me behind. My loyalty, is to this particular agent, and not the agency itself. This move by Richard means that I am now repped at three different places. It would be nice to be under one umbrella but, like I said, I value my relationships with my individual reps. Anyway, congrats to Richie Rich. More later. I'm interested to see which agents follow him to the new shop.
Thanks, also, for all your kind bday wishes. I enjoyed myself. Low key. A good friend was in town from the Bay Area on Friday so we went to see THE QUEEN. I'm a huge fan of Helen Mirren so that was a nice treat. Is BALMORAL really that large? I never knew. Nice way to start the weekend. On Saturday, the Crown Prince and I bumped into two of our closest friends at the FARMER'S MARKET on Fairfax. We were craving Mexican food from our favorite place, LOTERIA GRILL and apparently they were too. They'd just finished eating but sat down to join us anyway. I'm a sucker for CHILAQUILES with either fried eggs or scrambled which is exactly what I ordered. Beyond delicious.
Afterwards, the four of us and Queen Little Baby, the four month old dumpling, went in search of gourmet donuts. I know, I know, but I burnt myself out on cupcakes and I didn't really want a cake this time. We headed over to FRITTELLI'S in Beverly Hills. Delicious. Worth every penny. You could actually taste the raspberries and lemon in the icing. Besides that, loved the packaging. The donuts come in a fancy Tiffany-blue box with chocolate script. Cute. Well done. Tasty.
On Sunday, we completed the "Magical Food Birthday Tour" with a dress-up brunch at JAR, SUZANNE TRACT'S fancy-schmancy restuarant. I've wanted to eat at JAR for years so we invited our same friends, and Queen Little Baby, to join us again. (Yes, we all realize that the cornerstone of our friendship is food). Here's the SUNDAY BRUNCH MENU. It was so good that at one point I thought the waitress was going to ask the four of us to stop moaning because we were grossing out the other diners. Seriously, people, if you're ever in Los Angeles make sure you eat at least one meal at JAR.
Sunday night I jumped back into the kitchen and made CREAMY ROSEMARY POLENTA and Italian Sausage with Tomato Basil Sauce for dinner. I used the BAREFOOT CONTESSA polenta recipe but I couldn't find it online. Now that I've completely indulged (without regret) I am going to use the next couple weeks to scale it back a little. Glad that I didn't have cake in the house after all that. Quick question: should this blog be about books, writing and FOOD? Just wondering.
Lastly, for those of you with HBO, please take a look at BASTARDS AT THE PARTY, the documentary by CLE SLOAN whom the Crown Prince has taken to calling "Nichelle's gangbanging-ass boyfriend." Funniest line this weekend, "Kobe will not accept a gangbanger as his new daddy."
Until next time. . .
