Paris is a racist whore

Highlights include:

I am a fat ugly Jewish bitch … I’m a little jap-y Jew … I am a little black whore, I got fucked in the butt for coke … I’m a nigger and I’ll (unintelligible) … I’m black and I steal shit, Yo I’m black and I steal…

Chris takes up a new hobby

Are Brits Racist?

I’m a huge follower of the Brit tabs and there is a current situation where the show Celebrity Big Brother has created an international incident, specifically with India. Essentially, what’s happened is that three girls in the house (Jade Goody - reality TV star, Danielle Lloyd – a topless model and Jo O'Meara – former S Club 7 member) have been racially bullying one other girl, Bollywood star Shilpa Shetty. Jade Goody appears to be the leader of the gang and was kicked off with a whopping 82% of the viewers voting for her eviction.

I’ve spent the day watching all the clips I could find and I gotta say Jade, Danielle and Jo are clearly a bunch of ignorant, racist bitches. Resulting from this situation is a renewed microscope on racism in Britain. As much as I love London, I do have to admit that whenever I’ve visited there, I can’t say that I have ever felt that London is a truly multi-cultural city.

The bureaucrats of course are trying to spin it so that Jade is the scapegoat for the racist behaviour and that the others were just sheep. They are trying to portray her as an aberration and will probably bury her in bad press until she disappears altogether. Anyone who has watched the show will notice however, that even when Jade was not in the room, four other white people in the house made racist comments about Shilpa.

The sad reality is that what’s happened in this seemingly frivolous reality TV show is probably happening all over Britain every day. There is no way that these people would have behaved this way on national television if they thought their behaviour was wrong. These are media savvy people.

What they didn’t count on was the media storm that it created. Racism sells papers. Jade wasn’t publicly condemned because the British public thought she was a racist. She was hung out to dry because of the media (both in England and in India) told them that her actions were racist. Some reports show people still cheering for her and defending her actions.

Doncha just love it when reality TV actually makes you think for a change?

Coverage on the controversy:

Mirror
The Sun
News of the World
BBC
Guardian
YouTube

Diddy is too much

Stomach Flu!

As I was just recovering from yet another nasty cold, guess what I got for the first time? I GOT THE STOMACH FLU!

This is the absolute worst I've ever felt.

All I have to say is, BE CAREFUL. It's going around and it is nasty.

It even took out the Montreal Canadiens.

Jack Tweedy jerks off on his girlfriend Jade Goody

Why can't Big Brother in North America be more like this.

Saw Casino Royale on Friday

Daniel Craig. Wowawewa!

New Year, New Season of The Hills

It's a sick addiction...

Whew!

Thank God for quizzes.

You Are Probably Not Pregnant

It seems like you're in the clear, but you should really take a test to be sure.

Are You Pregnant?

My first Mulberry Bag!

This quiz is for Chris

Awwwww.

He's a Great Boyfriend

You guy definitely loves you and knows how to treat you right. You have a five star boyfriend - so make sure you treat him right too!

Is He a Good Boyfriend?

Team Angelina

I can't stop doing these quizzes.

You Are More Like Angelina Jolie

Bad girl with a heart of gold. You are smart, sexy, and strong willed. You aren't against stealing another girl's man... If he's better off with you!

Are You More Like Jennifer or Angelina?

It's a sign!

You Belong in London

A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well.

What City Do You Belong In?

Chris! This is what I want for Christmas!

It's hip to be racist against the Chinese

How did this racist bull shit,

1. Make it to the production lines of Alessi.
2. Make it to the pages of Toronto Life.

I’ll be writing a letter to both and I encourage any one else who thinks this shit is just plain racist, please do so as well.

I guess Rosie O’Donnell has made racism toward Chinese people hip again.

Alessi
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Toronto Life
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Letters must include the writer's full name, postal address, and daytime telephone number.

My Wish List

Every year I get asked, “What do you want for Christmas?” Every year I have the same answer, “Nothing.” For the past few years, people have been giving me gift certificates and I have yet to use about 70% of them. I even got this $100 gift certificate for the Future Shop from work and I gave it away to Chris. There is absolutely nothing that I have wanted to buy since I got back from Italy. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero.

Until now.

I’ve become fairly obsessed with two people over the past few years — Ina Garten and Nigella Lawson. Both are domestic goddesses — Nigella in a more rustic way and Ina in a more polished, East-Hampton way. Both are hotties — Nigella in a more old-school screen siren way and Ina in a more Leave It Beaver, matronly fashion.

For Christmas this year, I wouldn’t mind a cookbook from the fine collection of either one of these ladies. That’s it. That’s all I could think of. So if I exchange gifts with you on a yearly basis over the holidays, this is all I got for you to go on.


(Unless your name happens to rhyme with "miss" and you sleep in the same bed as me a few times a week. For people that fit this profile, only the Cartier Love Bracelet will do.)

Sicky McSickerson

It’s friggin cold outside and I have a cold. Boo hoo for me. I haven’t left my house in about 48 hours and I don’t plan to for at least another 24.

Top 5 things that I crave when I am sick:

1. My mommy. Doesn’t matter if your 5 or 50, moms are the best cure for the common cold. Mine’s in Laos right now. :(
2. McChicken sandwiches. I remember being really little and really sick and when I was able to eat solid foods again, my parents brought me a McChicken sandwich. It was one of the very few times that we were allowed to have McDonald’s. Every time I’m sick I want a McChicken sandwich. Damn you McDonald’s.
3. Neo Citran. I love me some Neo Citran. I love it almost as much as I love Gravol when I’m flying. Nothing beats being knocked out cold by over-the-counter drugs.
4. Sleeping! For someone who has spent most of her life in a state of sleep deprivation, allowing myself the luxury of 10-12 hours of sleep per day is the best thing ever.
5. Sympathy. I am big old baby when I’m sick and I absolutely love being babied by anyone who will take the time to do it.

Cubed Celebs

I <3 Cava

As per usual, it’s been a rough few weeks, so Denise and I decided that we’d treat ourselves to a nice meal at Cava this past Wednesday. For the food nerds out there, Cava is the newest venture from former Avalon chef, Chris McDonald.

To set the scene a bit, Cava is billed as a “casual tapas place.” Nevertheless when I made the reservation on OpenTable.com, the dress code said “business casual.” I suppose tapas tastes better when one is adorned in sensible separates from Banana Republic.

Denise and I haul our assess to Yonge and St. Clair (a hop, skip and an annoying bus ride through the never-ending St. Clair streetcar lane debacle, away from chez moi.) The dining room was not big and the lighting was only okay. However our waiter was a cutie and he had a sexy Spanish accent.

Denise started off with a nice Cava Cocktail (the girl can’t stay away from bitters) and I had a nice Cava Daiquiri. My drink came with the mix on the side. There was a piece of pineapple in the glass with the booze. Those of you who know me well, know that I like a stiffer drink that most. However this piece of pineapple was so boozy, that I could not finish chewing it. I actually had to spit it out, it was that boozy.

Here is what we had:

PINCHOS OF RAPINI, WHITE BEAN & MANCHEGO
This was essentially good bread, topped with a white bean purée, a piece of rapini and shavings of Manchego (last year’s hip cheese.) This is one of the best things I have ever put in my mouth. I am soooo making this at home.

CHARCUTERIA
A meat platter composed of pâté, salami, chrizo and buffalo bresaola. The pâté and salami melted in your mouth, while the chorizo and the bresaola was a nice shock to the taste buds.

GRILLED OCTOPUS WITH GREEN ONIONS, FINGERLING POTATOES & HAZELNUT ROMESCO
I am normally pretty nervous to order octopus as it is almost always rubbery. Nevertheless, we took the risk. I am so glad we did because it was fanfuckingtastic. You will not taste octopus that is this tender.

WILD MUSHROOM & FRESH CORN TAMAL WITH AN ANCHO CHILE SAUCE
Don’t order this. It was only so-so. The tamale was a bit stiff and the flavours not as bold. Had the other dishes not been so outstanding, this wouldn’t have seemed so mediocre.

FORTY-EIGHT HOUR BEEF CHEEKS
This was the star of the show. I have never had beef cheeks in a non-French restaurant. These were outstanding. Soft, moist and full of good flavour. More beef cheeks!

Accompanying our meal was a nice half litre of sangria. There was so much on the menu that we didn’t order, that practically guaranteed a return visit. Next time I’m going whole hog and ordering the PORKY BEANS WITH CRISPY BRAISED PORK BELLY.

Read a proper review of Cava over here.

Gotta try this!

Which celebs do you look like??? Check it out on MyHeritage.

Apparently I look like an Italian lady.