The Prodigical Blogger Returns (special bullets edition!)

Remember me, the MIA blogger? Well, I'm back. I have to say, it's pretty hard to constantly think of new topics to blog about. At first I thought of dedicating an entire entry to celebrate the fact that WTKK yacker Jay Severin is officially off the air (for now). Or I could've written a congratulatory blog in honor of the Troll to announce the fact that her condo is officially lien-free and barring something major during tomorrow's home inspection that she'll be a happy home owner!! But rather than jump the gun on that one, I will instead talk briefly about the Phantom Gourmet Food and Wine Fest last Saturday:

Like a grit, I had heard of the Phantom Food Festivals but had never actually seen one. (Note: kind of a falsehood...I did try grits in Charlotte but no disrespect to My Cousin Vinny aka: the greatest film of all time). While the Phantom Gourmet is nothing but a gigantic ad run by the whorish Andelman brothers, for some reason I continue to tune in almost every weekend. Anyways, unlike the rest of their festivals which charge per bite, the Wine Fest included all the food and wine you can drink for $30. After an hour, this theme was changed to all the food and wine you can stand to wait in Disney-World-type lines to taste for $30. But honestly, it was a lot of fun hanging with Wellesley, Fearless, B, T, Jay, and Goldie + SO. Kind of like a giant, civilized indoor tailgate with proper flush toilets.

Buzzed from the Food Fest we did what any responsible group of adults would do - we continued to drink. Our next stop was the Gaslight Brasserie for outdoor drinking and raw bar, followed by watching the Celts at my new favorite "sports" bar (the Mandarin Oriental) with my Connnecticult homies. There was debauchery and laughter, as well as lots of talk of invading a certain beach house on the shoreline. I hadn't had a night out that enjoyable since the likes of Mama T's 30th and I was definitely due.

Taking a sharp left turn from the Mandarin Oriental, Wellesley and I met up for a quick dinner at O'Hara's (Newton Highlands) last night. I've been to O'Hara's a number of times and everytime I go I don't understand why I don't go more often. O'Hara's has everything the surbabanite wants on a night out: good food, great location, and tons of parking. As an extra bonus they are one of the few bars in Greater Boston that can pull a Murphy's Irish Stout on tap. Last night I dined on their chopped salad balanced out (calorie-wise) with Murphy's - tasty.

On a different note, I am finally caught up with MTV reality show the Girls of Hedsor Hall. For those too high-brow to watch the series, Donald Trump shipped 12 raunchy American coeds over to a finishing school in England to improve their wicked ways. Each week one girl is eliminated; the one left standing wins $100,000. It was based off an English reality show called Ladette to Lady, using a similar concept.

The series was so popular in Britain that Welsh chat show host Charlotte Church did a spoof of her own called Lady to Ladette. Church found 5 high society ladies who enjoyed sipping champagne and attending opera and taught them to chug beer, dress trampy, and use vulgar language. You can catch the whole thing on YouTube..hilarious stuff.

That was a really long post. Til next time......