I am intense. I'm being as forward as possible here. I've been described as eccentric, I say and sometimes do weird things, nothing too odd, but not of the normal variety. In the end my heart is in a good place and if you can deal with the rest than you might want to keep reading.
While all of that I fancy, I've found my way into one of the most innovative, backbreaking restaraunts in the city. I'm pretty content just to stay put. I work 16 hour days, but get to cook food my way and work with the best bunch of chefs imaginable.
On a lighter note, I'm really good at making sauces, preparing fish, baking, writing flash fiction, screaming, drinking Belgian beers, peeling asparagus, making soups, and talking.
I used to be good at writing shitty punk songs and decent short stories.
Apparently, I'm noticeable. I think I'm just annoying and loud.
Movies: Shitty action flicks ala John Carpenter, Sunshine, Harold and Maude, Troma films, Mondo Cannibal flicks, B-rate grindhouse, horror, sci-fi sorts of things, documentaries, yadda yadda. Oh, and I just watched the Serbian Film, it is fucking gross.
Shows: The League, Always Sunny, Louie, Game of Thrones, Eerie Indiana, Archer, that is just what I have been watching the last few months. All time favorites though include, Big O!, Escaflowne, Neon Genesis, Cowboy Bebop (Get the picture I love anime) The first 4 seasons of Six Feet Under, The Young Indiana Jones, Red Dwarf, Star Trek (Any of them) and Home Movies. In the end, if I can find the time to actually watch a bit of tv I scour Netflix, but I find that I will go months at a time without turning on the television, which I'm completely alright with.
Music: I like it. A lot of it. I mostly like it loud and screaming.
How weird it is we milk other animals and drink it.
How owning an old-world style meat shop would be the best thing ever.
How to successfully remove a yolk from a hard-boiled egg and replace it with liquid cheese, then wrap the sucker in pork sausage, bread it, fry it, and walla, cheese filled Scotch eggs.
How I wish I could read in Japanese so some of my favorite books would make more sense.
Nice paper and pens.
Where all the nice girls went.
You should message me if you'd like to know more, are intelligent, and are sane, will not stab me in the neck or punch me in the nose insane, but you're going to have to have a little insanity to deal with me, fair warning. If you have obvious mental illness and if you drink too much as a way to cope with it we will not work. By all means drink too much, but I can't handle sociopaths or severely disturbed people anymore. Tried, fun, not so much fun, done.
Also, if you're my mortal enemy on here. You have to be cool, or at least we should duel in a respectful manner. I am totally willing to purchase flint lock revolvers for the both of us as well as some mid-1700s garb and white wigs. Then, if you're still up for it, we can totally try to shoot each other. I'm not really kidding here.
You have any restaurant recommendations in the Minneapolis/St. Paul and/or surrounding areas that are just damn good places to stuff face at. Or you like trying new grub. I promise, I'll pick apart a meal, but I'm not rude about it. I see it as research.