Years back I went to Brazil to visit one of my most amazing friends ever, Michel. Let me tell you meeting Michel is one of those moments that happens only in the movies. It was totally random and bizarre and I consider him one of my closest friends and I love the hell out of the guy. He is beyond talented, he is dedicated, hard working, soft spoken, smart and physically flawless to look at. He is actually everything I hate in a person and I love the guy beyond the stars. I would do anything for the guy.
It’s times like these when I hate myself. I was talking with a coworker that asked me “don’t you just hate these people?” To which I thought, I jokingly say I hate someone but I don’t really hate anyone. Hate is a strong word and I prefer not to use it. I will use it, but I prefer not to.
An idea shot down that turned into one beautiful dessert. I give up easily on people if we don’t click. My best friend Brandi once told me, “you can’t reason with crazy.” She couldn’t be more right.
What’s more stupid – Blue Suede Cake or Red Velvet Cake? If you said Blue Suede Cake you’re half right. They’re BOTH stupid. I never, in all the years of my life, understood Red Velvet Cake. “Hey, I made a cake and put red dye in it…..It’s delicious.”
I was approached by some ladies asking me if I would be interested in developing recipes for a vegan cafe. Not really but I thought what the hell, it’s a challenge. I made numerous items for them, shipped off a ton of samples, conference calls once a week that were a waste of time and I was even grilled by the NYPD Investigation Unit regarding these ladies.