Post lunch
Dec. 16th, 2005 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bethlakshmiOrder is done - coming UPS Ground - so in the next couple weeks.
I am famous! OK... well for some definition of famous.
Scratch and I grabbed lunch at Blue Ribbon BBQ, one of our favorite Boston area BBQ joints. As we were waiting for our platters, I was collecting the various accoutrements - sauce containers, vinegar, napkins, forks and knives - and one of the chefs behind the counter says "Hey! You're Betty Blaize!". He'd apparently seen Out for Blood and he was a big fan. This the first time I've met someone I didn't know, in street clothes who had seen and liked the show. It was really cool!
I'm not there every week, but I'm enough of a regular that some of the folks there recognize me. They are all like "we didn't know you were a big star!" I said I just started this starlet thing. ;)
Scratch says, dubiously, that being a big star at a BBQ joint (however tasty) may not be the kind of PR a baby doll needs. A big picture of me signed "Oink! Oink! Oink! -- Betty" is probably not the kind of thing a girl should hang in a place decorated primarily with pigs. And horking down the meat while covered in BBQ sauce is not a sexy image for most of mainstream America.
But hey! I'll take what I get. :) I really do like their BBQ.
I am famous! OK... well for some definition of famous.
Scratch and I grabbed lunch at Blue Ribbon BBQ, one of our favorite Boston area BBQ joints. As we were waiting for our platters, I was collecting the various accoutrements - sauce containers, vinegar, napkins, forks and knives - and one of the chefs behind the counter says "Hey! You're Betty Blaize!". He'd apparently seen Out for Blood and he was a big fan. This the first time I've met someone I didn't know, in street clothes who had seen and liked the show. It was really cool!
I'm not there every week, but I'm enough of a regular that some of the folks there recognize me. They are all like "we didn't know you were a big star!" I said I just started this starlet thing. ;)
Scratch says, dubiously, that being a big star at a BBQ joint (however tasty) may not be the kind of PR a baby doll needs. A big picture of me signed "Oink! Oink! Oink! -- Betty" is probably not the kind of thing a girl should hang in a place decorated primarily with pigs. And horking down the meat while covered in BBQ sauce is not a sexy image for most of mainstream America.
But hey! I'll take what I get. :) I really do like their BBQ.
