Thursday, August 6, 2009

Come on Barbie, let's go party

Last night I was relaxing after a friend came over for dinner, when my mom called me at 10:15 PM and excitedly told me to turn on the tv. "Ok, sure. But why?" "Dinner Impossible is on, and it's Barbie!" So I promptly turned off my game, and turned on the tv, because if I am anything, I am a Barbie fiend.

The DI team had to make Barbie-sized food for her 50th birthday party in March, for Mattel employees. They made tiny frosted sugared doughnuts, teeny weeny blini, mini-mini-sliders... and if the food didn't fit into Barbie's refrigerator, it didn't pass muster. Who dreams up these challenges? They are great!

So don't you just love Chef Robert Irvine? I could watch him all day. He is just right for the job! I'm so glad they brought him back to host, after all that bio bullshit. Who really cares? He knows what he's doing, and that is that. I just love his accent, and his resourcefulness, and his direction, and his smile, and his shoulders, and his biceps, and his forearms, and his booty, and... um... other stuff. Oh, and also, his cooking is pretty good, too...


Anonymous said...

I recently came accross your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I dont know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.


The Clever Cat said...

Hey Patricia, and welcome! Sorry I haven;t done much posting this week, but I'm FINALLY on vacation and I will be back... don't you worry!

Thanks for writing, and please keep the comments coming! I love to hear what readers have to say.