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Sunday, February 11, 2007

Takin' It All The Way To The Bank

I have, I promise, started Part 2 of the El Bulli post. I underestimate my superpowers though, because it took me an hour, that's right -- AN HOUR, to write about the first three dishes. And I have too many jobs. I mean, honestly, I'm not sure that *actual* whores work this hard. Because of this, and because this week involves a great deal of personal pain for me, Jon and I are getting the fuck out of here and going to Disneyland. I'll be back at the end of the week, and hopefully the weekend will provide a new El Bulli installment.

Today, I kind of feel like I threw my back out humping your mom last night. That is because yesterday I went to get down and boogie oogie oogie with over 20 other food bloggers at the San Francisco Food Bank. I had been there before, with my students, and remembered it as a tedious and painful, if noble, job. Perhaps that is because I was surrounded by 40 7th graders shrieking like harpies whilst we packaged lima beans.

Now let me tell you, no one knows how to fondle large quantities of food like a bunch of food bloggers. We processed over a ton of food (yep over 2,000 pounds or the combined weight of the last two plumbers you caught boning your sister in the backseat of a pick-up) in 3 hours, packing apples and oranges and flash-frozen corn. Unlike the time with my students, I could hardly believe the two hours had passed and was trying to figure out when I could go back to help again. This, despite the fact that packing the fruit involved tossing out the fruit gone bad (we're talking reaching into a bin and having your hand go right through an orange -- grossness all around).

Thanks to Yield for opening early so we could get our drink on after the work, and to Amy and Sam for organizing the whole shebang.

Jon and I give to charity all year round, but there is something to be said for actually working to help someone else. When you get some time, call up that mother fuckin' food bank and see how you can help out. I'm banking on it.

xoxo
Joy

"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
-- La Rochefoucauld

8 Comments:

Blogger Sam said...

i HEART you. say hello to Mickey from me, and thanks for actually not humping my mom last night. xxx

2/11/2007 11:06 PM  
Anonymous Sean said...

Dude, I'm still sore TODAY. But it was a blast, and great to have seen you again. Let's maybe try getting together sometime to do something that doesn't involve squishing fingers through rotten fruit, ok?

2/12/2007 8:19 AM  
Anonymous Jennifer Jeffrey said...

I thought those icky oranges were kind of neat. Some of them looked like old men with little beards and hair growing out of their ears...

Very nice to see you! Have a wonderful time with the Disney gang!

2/12/2007 3:02 PM  
Anonymous cw said...

have a good trip from what i've learned since you became my new internet obsession, you seriously deserve it.

and do NOT underestimate the indiana jones ride. it's SOFA KING fun.

2/12/2007 4:11 PM  
Anonymous Fatemeh said...

Love you love you love you.

This is the funniest post.

You can hump my mom ANYTIME.

2/12/2007 5:33 PM  
Blogger corkdork said...

Can't believe you were there and I didn't meet you! I'm a big fan of your no-holds-barred approach. I was one of the children of the Corn with Alder, Olivia and Oren. Good times - next time maybe we should do the geeky name tags thing with our URLs on it. - John (Corkdork)

2/12/2007 9:14 PM  
Blogger Sam said...

no - next time john should just come to the wine bar afterwards, huh?

what kind of corkdork passes the wine op, huh?!

2/13/2007 12:40 PM  
Blogger GT said...

i inquired about reservations for this year and they are booked for '07! Now, I gotta get a reservation and then plan a vacation. Love the blog. Savoring every bit of your El Bulli posts.

2/15/2007 1:50 PM  

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