Saturday, September 13, 2008
The Fat Wannabe Chef
I met this loser through CBD and he actually cancelled on me on our online arrangement and they allowed him to contact me via email to explain and he told me that he would like to make plans again which we did. We went to a movie at The Angelika in Soho (the movie sucked, nuff said about that) Then we had dinner at Blue ribbon. The food was incredible just like I had been told by several people. He was a self-proclaimed foodie and all he did was try to teach me about reductions, and different cooking techniques. So lame, but whatever he took me to some nice places so that was worth it for me. We also went to momofuko and that’s where I ate brussel sprouts for the first time and actually enjoyed them. He lived in NJ and would drive into the city for our dates and would always drive me home afterwards. He would open the door for me and we would hug goodnight. He never tried to kiss me thank god. Oh wait I forgot to tell you, when we first spoke on the phone before out first date, he told me that his body type was “slender”..his words, but homeboy was FAAARRR from slender. He was kinda hefty and had the nerve to wear layers too. He also had a bit of a Jew fro and an unusually large head. He also drove a shitty car with one of those bars you lock on the steering wheel. He was AWESOME to say the least (note the sarcasm). Anyway after a few weeks of dinners, he was leaving to Europe for holiday and about a week before he was scheduled to leave, the coward decided to send me an email to “break up” with me. LOL, not that I cared, but he gave me some lame spill about how he was at a place in his life where he didn’t think he was ready to date and was hoping that his trip will help him sort of what he wants in life, etc, whatever. So I write him back saying…” enjoy your trip, talk to you when I talk to you” peace out. At first I was thankful that he broke it off so I wouldn’t have to do it, but then I got so annoyed at the fact that he took such a lame bitch assed approach to it. But anyway, never heard from him again and I’m sure he is still in NJ at his stupid job wishing he was on top chef.
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