gelato, piggies, and ladies who lunch
Kiki Maraschino and I do a “ladies who lunch.” She’s a food blogger, and I just tag along to dress up and eat. That means I usually just whine, “Can I eat this yet?” Her photos of food are better than most of the pictures I’ve ever taken of anything. Of course, it helps to have similar senses of humor:
me: “a pig! take a picture of it!”
me: “ha ha ha ha! TICKET TO RIDE! take a picture of it!”
(i drive around block, Kiki jumps out of car in front of the 7-11, snaps away, oblivious to carnies whose underwear is riding up over their visible beer bellies.)
me: “can i eat it now?!”
god, i’m a bossy bitch.
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