'Got tagged in something called "Five Facts", where you're supposed provide 5 facts about yourself, and then tag others. This will be a nice change-up from the usual Theist/Atheist stuff.
So, here goes, in no particular order.....
1. I played B flat clarinet in Concert band in Jr. High School, which required that I learn to read treble clef. After graduating, I dropped clarinet, taught myself electric bass and managed to eventually secure a position in a fairly well-know progressive-rock band. To this day I can't read bass clef, although, I know all the 7 church modes by memory.
2. a 7' snake lives in my spare shower.
3. I like liver....calf, chicken, beef, goose, and mullet gizzards aren't too bad, either.
4. I co-parent two teen aged girls whose biological father left them and their mother when they were 2 and 3
5. I once prepared veal chops for George W. Bush and his friend, the Ambassador of Italy, the latter of whom lives about 1 hour north of me.
I'm going to forgo the tagging part, since the blogs that I visit I can pretty much count on one hand, so the people I'd tag are already tagged = /
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Interesting facts boomSLANG. Regarding number 5: were you a chef somewhere?
Was and still am. Culinary Arts is the field that I'm actually trained in, and I've been PM sous chef/saucier for a fine dining catering operation for 15 years. I've spear-headed events for many celebrities, both locally and out of town. This pays the bills when not messing with music. It has its cool moments, like the time that Vince D'Onofrio(Law & Order) came out for a smoke behind an Opera House where I was cooking an event, and said, "Arrrrr, matey, what's on the menu?", the reason being, I was wearing my chef duds and a black bandana that night. To which I fired back, "Don't you have a crime to solve?" We both just looked at each other and laughed. I love that guy....great actor.
So, yeah, the on location stuff has its perks, but over all, it's far from glamorous.....the stress can be bru-tullll.
You've come a looong way from the days of shuckin oysters behind the Oyster Bar where we first met :)
Haha. Well, true, I've come a long way, I guess, and while you might associate me with that place because of the name, I was never a shucker, actually. I started out pots'n pans and quickly ended up on the line once they determined I had half a brain. lmao! L.V. was a busser there.
I have questions. How do you keep the 7' snake in the shower? Ha! Now I'm thinking back to Waltsamp's swipe at you about the snakes. Heh...he has no idea.
Being a chef sound like a cool profession. I love to cook, but I'm no chef. I certainly feel the pressure when I'm cooking for large groups of common people so I can only imagine the pressure that's on when you're serving dignitaries and celebrities.
Final note: liver.is.gross. ;)
"How do you keep the 7' snake in the shower?"
It's a shower stall that's situated in the corner, complete with closing door, on which I put a latch. And even though the stall's walls are roughly only 6' tall, getting on her tippy-toes, or I guess I should say, tippy-tail, is an impossible task for a snake of her weight and girth. She could never support herself with only the last foot of her tail.
"Now I'm thinking back to Waltsamp's swipe at you about the snakes. Heh...he has no idea."
Right? And much ado about nothing, seeing as how the infamous talking snake actually told the truth(i.e..they ate the forbidden fruit and didn't die). Ssssss
"Being a chef sound like a cool profession.I love to cook, but I'm no chef."
It's a cool profession in many ways, yeah. I think all the food channels changed the public's perception of being a chef, and in a good way. And as far as not being a chef, no one should let that discourage them. Baking is literally a science. Measurements that are off even a little bit can ruin things. Cooking is much more forgiving. Once you learn the basics, you can put your own spin on about anything. E.g..once you learn to do a basic emulsification, you could feasibly make a different salad dressing from scratch for every day of the year. Yeah, it may seem like a lot of effort, but there's no comparison between bottled dressings and fresh made.
"I certainly feel the pressure when I'm cooking for large groups of common people so I can only imagine the pressure that's on when you're serving dignitaries and celebrities."
Add to that pressure, not being able to just waltz on over to the fridge' or pantry when you're cooking off-premises. I've literally had to pull some MacGyver-esque tactics on location. It's rare, but I've been known to make ovens out of sterno and skimmers out of bread baskets. True story.
If liver is gross, then I guess sweet breads are out of the question =P
"If liver is gross, then I guess sweet breads are out of the question =P"
Sweet breads? Like cinnamon rolls? Glazed croissants? Donuts? Um...well, my ass would beg to differ.
MacGyver, huh? Now I've go images of you lighting propane canisters with flint. Or a shoestring and a paper clip.
What kind of snake is this that lives in your shower?
"Sweet breads? Like cinnamon rolls? Glazed croissants? Donuts? Um...well, my ass would beg to differ."
Welp, no emoticon, so I'm going to run with you're being serious, not funny.
"Sweet breads".... as in the thymus and/or pancreas of certain animals.
Now, I'm guessing that you'll stick to donuts 'n cinnabuns, even if it means a little extra chunk in the trunk, and anyway, I find that women exaggerate the size of their gluteus region. Yours is prolly normal.
"Now I've go images of you lighting propane canisters with flint. Or a shoestring and a paper clip."
Lack of fire is never an issue. The waitstaff smoke and there's always the oven pilots. The most common problems are missing food and kitchen utensils.
Oh, the snake is a Borneo short tailed python, commonly referred to as "Blood python" because of markings. Maybe I'll post a pic.
See photo. That's her cruisin' around the house gettin' some exercise circa 2010
Fact 6. When I comment on women's anatomy, especially the gluteus maximus, rear-end, fanny, butt, or whatever the PC term is for it, it invariably comes out wrong, no matter how innocently I approach it. I should have listened to my guy instinct. 'Sorry, my bad.
I've never had the thymus or pancreas of any animals(that I know of). I'm guessing that, given my aversion to liver, I'd probably pass on those other organs, too. Yeah, I'll stick with cinnamon rolls and keep my chunky trunk.
LOL! I should have used an emoticon. I was kidding. But watching you pedal and then backpedal was...interesting. I didn't take anything you said in any particular way since you've never seen my rumpus.
P.S. I don't see a photo of the snake.
P.P.S. I couldn't see the picture of your pet with the comments open. When I went back to the post, there she was. Holy cow!
And on top of that, liver is dirt cheap compared to sweet breads. Calf thymus can be upwards of $25@ lb.
Good, because after re-reading it, I thought it could easily be taken the wrong way. And yeah, you're right....'never seen your "rumpus", although, I've been a witness to many women with great curves who think they're "fat".
Yeah, that's her in 2010. IOW, she's likely 8-10 inches shorter there. 'Don't want anyone to think I'm exaggerating the size of my snake, or anything.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CdVTCDdEwI
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