Digestif
“Cousin Brookey, what about stoppin’ at a ‘rub and tug’ to help me digest my General Tsao’s?”
–Alabama Cousin exiting”Joe’s Shanghai” in Chinatown
(The reason for the blog hiatus: 5 visiting cousins, 1 aunt. Sorry for the lack of posts! Back next week!)
August 11th, 2006 at 3:46 pm
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August 11th, 2006 at 3:47 pm
How does Jaime feel about dating a woman who sold her body (with sexy dresses and towering heels) for champagne and expensive food?
August 11th, 2006 at 9:54 pm
If you’re going to write something that bizarre, zoie, at least back it up.
Because I haven’t read anything on this blog that would support this silly insult in the slightest.
Yeah, Belle wears sexy dresses. So what? We all like to wear what makes us feel good.
And as for her taste in food–she’s a foodie. As a Food Network fan, I appreciate her writings on fine dining. I do not want to read about her time spent in McDonald’s.
August 13th, 2006 at 2:00 pm
My questions to Zoie would be..why do you care? Move on honey, Belle’s got to many folks out there that enjoy her blog to be bothered by the likes of you.
August 13th, 2006 at 4:26 pm
Um, what’s wrong with great clothes, champagne, and expensive food? Life’s too short not to enjoy it.
And as far as I can tell, Belle has sold nothing but her great writing.
Everyone is entitled to their opinion Zoie, but I kindly disagree with yours. I’m with La. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
August 14th, 2006 at 9:35 am
As the adage goes, “Those who can’t do, post daft mildly-retarded remarks.”
Belle in McDonald’s?! What a sight that would be! Methinks a spontaneous combustion would occur (at least some serious hyperventilating).
A “rub and tug” dear Belle? Sounds so Thai…you obstreperous girl you!
August 14th, 2006 at 10:12 am
I think Zoie is referring to the early Belle blog day posts about being a “food whore”– remember? The dating a sometimes gaudy man for a fine meal? I think Jamie and Belle actually enjoy each other’s company, Zoie, so you can leave your tenth grade girls bathroom comments where they belong. And hey– if I have the chance to enjoy a fine meal, but in the company of a boring 3-piece suit man, I’d take the meal anyday. It’s food- not sex.