Monica is…happily taking vitamins.

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My co-worker told me about these the other day after I shared my hatred for taking vitamins. Vitamins smell awful & they are the size of horse pills, but she urged me to seek them out. She was right. These delicious little gummy fruit  shapes make it a pleasure to maintain good health. They are oddly void of the terrible odor & it makes me wonder how they masked the smell. Anywho…get em at your local Target next to the stink pills from Centrum.

Monica is…trying to eat recession friendly.

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When you live around here, markets have the shittiest variety of veggies & poor meat. I have a Food4Less across the street & I never go there. (Food4Less is a market in LA that sucks ass, medicine, baby formula, & liquor are in cages) It’s pretty horrible & if your in there chances are the person paying right in front has a 400z beer, reeks of cigarettes & talking to themselves. I hate dealing with this shit, so I often drive pretty far to find yummy things to make for dinner. Sadly there is no fresh farmers market here. Although sometimes, I don’t have the energy to sit in traffic & I find myself snagging goods in the most unlikely places. Tonight’s dinner was pretty much supplied from the 99cent store & a small yet efficient min-market by my house. Yep, those pretty asparagus & fresh zucchini, a deal at just a buck each.  Grilled chicken, soft jasmine rice, oven roasted veggies topped with parmesan cheese. So you see kids, there’s lots of cheap, healthy things to eat around here, if you look hard enough.

Monica is…sick of dancing with the stars coverage.

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I’m not really sure why or how this even happened but apparently America likes watching crap. I admit I watch stuff like Rock of Love or Charm School, only because it doesn’t go around masking itself as a “real show”. It’s trashy & lame, but you go in knowing this as you start to have feelings for these skanky chicks (which is why Daisy from Rock of Love is now getting a show). Now this Dancing with the Stars crap, why people? Why? It’s a “serious” thing with all of these “injuries”. (when this show first started, you hardly heard about stars getting hurt) It has an insane amount of ratings, celebrity c-listers at best, & the dancing is really fucking horrible. I watched this once trying to see what all the fuss was about, & was terribly dissapointed. Some of these celebrities butcher half of these traditional dances, which when done professionally looks amazing like the Rumba & the Tango, instead you get visual nausea from all of the legs & arms flailing & cheesy comentary from these half-wit judges. Is there no real news out there? I’m really tired of waking up to news, that Belinda Carlisle has been sent home. Who cares! When will reality shows be banned to cable? I think you should be forced to pay for the awful things you watch. I know I do, & I’m okay with that.

Monica is…trying to figure out why celebs still ski?

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Jebus…she died…see people don’t ski!

There are all of these reports about Natasha Richardson’s ski accident on the web/news. The stupid New York Post even went as far as saying she was dead, but later retracted the news saying she was brain dead (actually brain swelling), which in my opinion wasn’t any better. The worst part was it was a ski lesson gone wrong, so basically she had never skied before! Maybe it’s just me, but why the hell would you put yourself in danger if your famous, after the Sonny Bono thing? I get skiing could be fun, adventurous & even beautiful, but if you break this down: you are balancing on a pair of skinny planks down an icy hill. It could be said that many things are dangerous, but this one perplexes me. Ugg, it’s just really dumb, celebs just hang out near the ski slope, get your pictures taken & stay safe!

Monica is…still thinking about Mimi’s Cafe.

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After being duped earlier (“mega sale” at the LA Convention center), we decided to eat away our disappointment with a comforting visit to Mimi’s Cafe in Atwater Village. It’s a little cottage, filled with awful french/jazz decor & screaming families. Yet they have a pretty decent spread for a money conscious pocket, like myself. They give you that little basket of joy filled with carrot raisin bread. I could eat mounds of that bread slathered in softened butter! I had the ranchero eggs over country potatoes & filled my tummy with starchy goodness. It was just right for 7 bucks & I was seemingly happy again. I love a deal, but geez I can’t wait to eat like I used to. These chain restaurants are pretty far from fine dinning. Soon I hope…soon.

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