RTT: Signature Accessories, Slugs and "Danger, Will Robinson"

Welcome to another...

 

I'm kind of dying to get this book, "Gay Men Don't Get Fat" by Simon Doonan...

I heard him on NPR the other day, and he was hysterical. He's the Creative Director at Barney's NY, and the epitome of fierce and fabulous. On the radio show, he suggested that all women should have a "signature accessory". You know, like Jackie O's oversized sunglasses, Bella Abzug's hats or Margaret Thatcher's twin pearls. I can't decide what my "signature accessory" should be. I do have a necklace that I wear pretty much all the time, but it's not very memorable or impactful. Since I'm tall, I'm thinking I could really rock a long scarf, like Isadora Duncan, or Bea Arthur on Maude. What do you think? Do you have a "signature accessory"?

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On Sunday, Jude walked up to me and said "Just so you know, Mom, 'foxy' is an adjective." I couldn't decide whether to be proud of his knowledge of grammar, or fearful of his knowledge of foxy.

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The other night, just before going to sleep, I walked into the kitchen and stepped on something slimy. I jumped back, slightly freaked out, and looked down. "What the hell is that?" I thought. I bravely reached down and picked the slimy thing up. It was a SLUG. A big, fat, slimy slug. ICK. I have no idea how this thing got in the middle of my kitchen floor, either Fancy brought it in with her when she went out to poo, or Jimmy tracked it in with him when he took out the garbage. Have you ever been slimed by a slug? It was CRAZY. Slug slime all over me, and it wouldn't come off. It was like glue. I scrubbed and scrubbed to get that slug slime off. Totally freaky.

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Last night, I made Chicken Piccata for dinner, and Jude ate it. Really. I'm still slightly giddy. I mean, he didn't eat any of the foreign parts, like lemon or capers or parsley, but he ate the chicken, which was an amazing landmark event around here. Here's the recipe. It's super quick and EASY...

Chicken Piccata

1/2 cup flour

1 tsp. salt

1/4 tsp. freshly ground pepper

2 lbs. skinless, boneless chicken breasts

2 tbsp. butter

1 tbsp. olive oil

3 tbsp. dry white wine

3 tbsp. lemon juice

1 lemon, thinly sliced

3 tbsp. capers

3 tbsp. chopped fresh parsley

Combine flour, salt and pepper in a shallow dish. Dredge the chicken breasts in flour mixture; shake off excess. In a large frying pan, heat butter and oil over medium heat. Add chicken breasts. Cook about 3 minutes a side, until tender and opaque. Remove and keep warm. Add wine to pan juices. Cook 1 minute, scraping up the brown bits from the bottom of the pan. Add lemon juice and heat to boiling. Return chicken to pan, cover with lemon slices and capers and cook until sauce thickens slightly, about 3 minutes. Garnish with parsley.

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We went to the best funeral the other day. My dear, dear friend Craig's father passed away. I realize that "best funeral" seems to be an oxymoron, but I have to say, we've been to a few great Hollywood funerals. Bruno Kirby's comes to mind, but that's a whole other story. Anyway, Craig's dad, Dick Tufeld, has been a groundbreaking voiceover talent, best known as the voice of The Robot on Lost in Space, and the funeral was filled with many, MANY crazy Mr. Tufeld stories. He was also the voice of ABC television ("Today, on General Hospital...") and Disney ("Welcome to the Wonderful World of Disney").  Mr. T was always incredibly kind, charming and generous to me (I told the story here once of going to Lawry's for prime rib with their family), and he will be missed. So in honor of Mr. Tufeld, please check these out, a YouTube tribute...

 

 

 

 

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Okay, that's another Tuesday for you. Go see Stacy.

Comments

[Claire]

I haven't seen a slug in ages but my grandparents used to get them on their sidewalks all the time. I remember being fascinated by them.

[Jan]

I don't have a signature accessory, but I do have my "style" - I wear basically the same thing almost every day (pants/tshirt/button-up overshirt), just in different cuts/fabrics/length/etc. I am the Queen of Separates. :)

And now I need to go tell my landlord he isn't really, well, fat. Just big boned, maybe?

[VandyJ]

It's too dry here for slugs. Instead, just so I don't feel left out of the stepping on icky things, my cat kindly throws up right where I will be sure to step in it.

[MamaBadger]

I don't have a signature accessory. Hmmmm. I'm on the cusp of a new era of my life, perhaps I will adopt one.

You knew Mr. Bubble? How cool!

[Sarah at 32Flavors]

Shoes used to be my signature. Back when I went places. Not a certain shoe, but the wide variety of shoes I had at my disposal. There was a little girl at my church who also loved shoes, and referred to me as the Shoe Lady. Which I hope is better than Crazy Cat Lady. But who knows?

[Michele]

I have a signature shoe, Chuck Taylor Converse in a wide variety of colors. I also have a pair to match every pair of pants, skirt or dress I own. And yes, I wear them with skirts and dresses.

[selfsagacity]

I think foxy is a good word, it's ok. Stepping on a slug? YUCK! That would freak me out. Visting from Stacy's place.

[Stacy Uncorked]

I don't think I have a signature accessory - I think I'm going to have to join you in your quest to find one. ;)

I about jumped out of my skin when I read about you stepping on a slug - ewwwwwww! I don't miss them - we had them in abundance in Washington State, but haven't seen one here in PA. Nor have I ever stepped on one. ;)

I bet Princess Nagger would like that chicken!

Sorry about the loss of your friend - it's sad it seems like most of the great voice-over guys are just about gone.

[Nadine]

love love love chicken piccata!! and it's the only way I got my mother inlaw to ingest wine!!

[Aimee]

I have been trying to figure out my signature accessory for years. No luck.

As for you...a scarf would do, but maybe the sunglasses? Honestly, I think your smile is your signature already.

[Harriet]

I grew up with "Warning Will Robinson".

Have a great day!
http://harrietandfriends.com/2012/01/okay-nuff-randomness/

[Ginny Marie]

I guess my signature accessory would be my glasses. Although I desperately need a new pair and I want bolder frames this time around. Either that or my little diamond earrings, which I received from my husband on our first anniversary. A 3-year-old in the preschool class I teach covets them because her religion doesn't allow her to get her ears pierced. She already know this at three!

[Andrea]

I think my glasses are all I have too! I can't wait to try your piccata recipe!

[unmitigated me]

I have just finished making the piccata. Can't wait to see what Jim thinks!