[note: i thought long & hard about this post. it really reveals a lot. promise me you won’t think differently about me after reading. promise? good. now, read!]
i’m planning a trip to new york with my older sister. if you knew her, you’d understand why i’m so excited.
sure, we fought like cats & dogs all through high school (we were only a year apart AND had to share a bathroom - can you blame us?) but in our 20’s we became orphans, and that drew us soclose together that she’s now like my third arm. weird, i know.
anyways, while we couldn’t agree on much in high school, we now agree on a lot - and at the top of that list? gossip girl. i know. i know. pathetic. but, really, listen to this (well, read this,) after my sister had her baby girl, i traveled to texas to visit and meet my sweet niece. upon arrival i explained that i’d cook all the meals, clean the house, do the laundry - whatever she wanted me to do - BUT i had to be sure to see the season premiere of gossip girl. and my sister was all, ‘gossip girl? whatever.’ and i was all, ‘seriously? let’s go to target RIGHT NOW and get the dvd’s so you’ll know what i’m talking about.’
we watched an entire season of gossip girl in 2 days. we only got up from the couch to get more cadbury mini eggs and an occasional bowl of ice cream. oh, and to take care of the newborn baby. THEN we made daddy babysit and went to see the GG premiere at a movie theater. and shared a GIANT milkshake. hell yes.
anyways, we’re going to new york. my sister has already called dibs on acting like blair waldorf all weekend while all i’m hoping to do is run into chuck bass.
oh, right. the point of this post in my food diary…in my search for the right hotel, i came across THE recipe for the grilled cheese sandwich ordered by chuck bass and eaten by a drunk serena van der woodsen in the pilot episode of GG. crazy awesome. (although, i can promise you i won’t be eating grilled cheese while in nyc. i’m saving myself for cookies at milk bar. burp.)