In her column this morning wherein she thankfully stays clear of facile and generally ridiculous political insights, Maureen Dowd momentarily wins my heart with this question to Nora Ephron:
Q: Is there any dish you really hate, the way I hate brussels sprouts?
Yes, Maureen, oh yes.
Were I not thus smitten, I surely would have been so by both points in Ephron’s answer to a later question about those restaurant chef cooking shows which are all the rage these days:
What Julia Child did was to make people think that if she could cook, they could, too. These chefs do the exact opposite. And all this stacking up of food — what is this about? I don’t want my string beans leaking into my chicken, much less sitting underneath it.
Yeah, I just got up, breakfast is a-cookin’ and I’m bored. Sue me.