Hope today blogged about making truffles yesterday. I did no such thing, so it is now my duty to discuss the chocolate truffle (I think – these blog-off rules are fairly loosey goosey sometimes). Hope did inadvertently or maybe purposely leave the door open a bit with her title, however. In case you were not aware, truffles are delicious. The Truffle Shuffle is not a dance someone does when they are eating truffles, rather it is a dance that a character (Lawrence Cohen aka Chunk, real name Jeff Cohen) must do at the beginning of the movie. Needless to day Chunk is not a small kid. At any rate, the Truffle Shuffle can be found here. If you’d like an different take on it, Olivia Munn did it on Attack of the show. You can find her version here.
At any rate, truffles are pretty awesome. I like them sort of. I mean I appreciate their desire to be delicious, I just am not a huge fan of chocolate. Really I like my sweets artificially colored and fruity tasting. Anyway, I can appreciate the truffle, and I must say that some are quite good. Frankly, homemade truffles may have to be something I request in my baked goods box once I finally beat Hope (let’s be honest, this may still go on when we’re both in our 40s). Maybe I should try and make some truffles. I have cold hands and feet also. Or maybe not since I probably don’t have the prowess to melt butter either. I can’t even make soup in the microwave these days. I think I’ve blown up about 4 or 5 cans of soup in the last month (no they weren’t in the actual can). So, yeah, truffles.
Hope phoned it in earlier this week, so today I figured why not me? Today I present guest blogger Allison to provide you with a movie review of Marley and Me. You better get to work Hope, cause now you have to find a guest blogger to provide a movie review as well. . . Read more »
So I promised a full review of Mamma Mia! In my previous post I was in the theater and now it’s morning and the sudafed I took last night to keep me from sneezing after working for the whole day in mustard is effectively acting like rocket fuel (note time of this post).
Well overall, I must say that the movie was fantastic. There won’t be any oscars for it, but it certainly lived up to the hype and for the most part, to the broadway musical also.
Note: this is only going to be an enjoyable viewing experience if you like cheese. It just so happens that Mamma Mia is one type of cheese I enjoy quite a bit, with the other kind being Provalone.
Pierce Brosnon was absolutely terrible in his (too numerous) solos, but let’s be honest, put meryl Streep in anything and she’s gonna shine bigger and brighter than everyone else. The plot mostly followed the musical with a little creative license taken and several (five?) extra songs. Certainly the best part was the flipper dance on the dock, but the entire movie pretty much kept you laughing or eating up lavish musical numbers. Most made sense, some were a little wierd, but fun wierd kind of like me.
If you get a chance, make an ABBA station on pandora.com and you’ll be surprised what the genome project pulls out.
We’re sitting in the theater waiting for mama mia to start and I think I may be the only straight male in the theater that is excited to see it. I did see another guy when we walked in and he looked like he was waiting for the gestapo to take him away.
OK apparently there is a couple on a date that just walked in too, so that guy must be looking to score big time tonight.
The ya-ya sisterhood is sitting in front of us. They even have a woman with really short hair and are discussing whether singing is appropriate.
Previews are starting. More later,