Monday, February 12, 2007

So does it count as a date...

if pornstars attend dinner with you?

So Mr. Man calls me today in a tizzy. Seems that he double booked this evening - promising a dinner date with me AND a dinner party with 4 of his friends. Now, if you know me well, and those you of that do can attest to this, I am not usually akin to taking news at this "lightly". I may have a history of being a tad bit "high maintenance" when it comes to canceling dates and changing dinner plans and such. However, he caught me at a good time (aka just up from a nap) and he skillfully and quickly invited me to the dinner party so I refrained from throwing a big ol hissy fit and burning down his condo.

Actually, what happened is he explained to me that he had promised 4 of his friends an amazing lasagne dinner set for this evening - except that, he has never made lasagne before and didn't have the 1st idea of what went into one. What was he gonna do?!

Now, dear readers, conventional wisdom says that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach ("with a field knife" - peanut gallery) and I just happen to posses a fabulous lasagne recipe which is not only QUICK but also EASY and very very very TASTY (thank you Alyssa K-M; this recipe has come in handy more than once!) So I of course immediately volunteered to make this said lasagne thus presenting the opportunity to: A - come to his rescue, B - show off my culinary and entertaining skills, and C: Meet his friends and wow them with said skills as well.

And all this intrigue whipped up within seconds of being roused from a very deep slumber- you should all be impressed because I am!

So I "wonder womaned" myself ready and headed over to his casa.

The evening went great. Everyone loved my food. His friends were very nice. There was only one damper to the evening -

it is very hard to try to get a gay man's attention when there are two, hot, sexy male pornstars in the same room as you.

I mean come on! Really? Is that even fair?

So I did what any good southern bell would do - I ignored him completely and flirted with both of them all night long.


and you know may have just worked.

I'll update you all on that later.

Until then, if you are single, remember to keep a few handy recipes up your sleeve because you never know when you may need a few tricks to catch your man.

And if you are married? You best be keeping your man all kinds of satisfied because some of are not only tigers in the bedroom, but in the kitchen as well!





Anonymous Anonymous said...

Do all these porn star interactions happen all the time in SF? I swear it seems that way!

Hmmm.... you're right though, I really should brush up on my cooking skills.

10:16 AM  
Blogger Eye Que said...

Dear Wonder Woman.

Please send me your Lasagna recipe, your truth lasso and Batmans number.


11:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


6:43 PM  
Blogger Chox said...

You are such a homo bottom...I love it.

10:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

please share the family secrets, cuz. :P

1:50 AM  
Blogger Joel said...

Well done, sweetie. Go for the porn stars. You bailed him out of a promise he couldn't keep, and made him look good to his friends with your presence and your cooking. If he looked at anything but you and your noodle, you're done with him.

2:54 AM  
Blogger M- Filer said...

I am a great's the porn stars that I don't have.

9:58 PM  
Blogger jetboy747 said...

Well, the next time I need a lasagna in a jiffy, I'll dispatch the invisible plane.

So, does the employment of your culinary dexterity and sexual vivaciousnesses, flirting while making a meat sauce with porn stars in the room...does this have anything to do with the bus ride of shame?

3:20 PM  

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