Posts Tagged ‘Nobu Malibu’

The Perks of Turning 60 (Title=Deceiving)

Thursday, November 21st, 2013

Fucking birthday girl photo

First of all, I thought, no, assumed, I was popular, and all kinds of people were going to be asking to take me out to celebrate.  I didn’t throw myself a party which I often do, so then I was thinking that some of my party regulars will get that I’m wanting to celebrate with every one of them individually, or in small groups.  I’m not popular, I’m delusional.

It started kinda great.  Two days before my birthday Robin and Libbie took me for a celebratory dinner at the Palm.  Then on my birthday, I woke up to an email from Huffington Post saying the piece I wrote had been posted that day.  Which I thought was a great sign because the story I wrote is all about my fear of dying at a young age like my mother.  Then a small group of girlfriends met me for lunch on the patio of the Malibu Hotel where I was spending the weekend.   We ate, laughed, and I received some lovely gifts and amazing sentimental notes that I will always cherish.  Libbie is re-gifting cards to me from our long friendship.  So, there was this loving thing I wrote to her in the 1970’s about how beautiful she is and how much I love her, and on the other side she wrote an update to me.  Kimberly wrote a card with words that made me cry (Libbie’s card made me cry too).  It was going smoothly.

Spread of cholesterol at Palm with Libbie and Robin

Spread of cholesterol at Palm with Libbie and Robin


Happy Birthday To Me!!!

Friday, October 11th, 2013

me naked again-1

Sorry, Channeling the Food Critic in Me will be on a short hiatus.  I’m celebrating a big birthday.  In honor of my big day, enjoy the video below.  When I landed the national Dial Soap commercial, a day before shooting I got a call from the producer.  I was informed I would only be able to wear bathing suit bottoms.  No top at all.  Topless!  I was then assured this would be a closed set.  Only the director, producer, cameraman and a a few people from the ad agency.  They said I could choose to wear band-aids over my nipples which I was never going to do.  I showed up on the set to quite possibly the most amount of people on a sound stage I had ever seen.  More than a handful of men from the ad agency and at least fifty to sixty other people, mostly men.  I’m not shy, I was fine only wearing the bathing suit bottom.  But, then the water pressure was so intense it made my teeny tiny bathing suit bottom fill up and fall off of me.  I was suddenly filming in front of an audience in my “birthday suit.”  And, no this wasn’t a dream.  A few days later the director called me at home asking me out on a date–to which I declined.

I will be eating at Nobu in Malibu.  I can already tell you the food is great!!