Last night after a totally-packed KGB, we descended upon the Dessert Truck. Everything I’ve ever had there has been awesome, so I decided to order their seasonal offering, caramelized pears with anise panna cotta.

What it should have tasted like:

What it actually tasted like:

It tasted like canned peach pieces from an old school lunch, poured on top of rancid vanilla pudding. I don’t even think it was the anise flavor, because I love licorice; I even love the crazy Danish licorice with that sour salt on the outside that burns the roof of your mouth off! Strong anise – not a problem. But this anise panna cotta crap has GOT to STOP. And the PEARS, UGH. I got home and scrambled for my mouthwash, just to get the taste out of my mouth. It was spectacularly bad.

I plan to go back soon and get something else, one of the many desserts they have that does not taste like some unholy poison, but word to the wise: don’t order the pears.

Last night at KGB Liz busted out her poll about underrated genre films and asked for everyone’s must-underrated genre movie.

Since this is like asking me which oxygen particle is my favorite, I tried to narrow things down. It went like this:

G: “What are other people saying?”
L: “I can’t tell you.”
G: “But my choices might not even be considered genre!”
L: “They’re fine. Just tell me.”
G: “Whale Rider.”
L: “…but that’s not really genre, is i?”
G: *sobs quietly*

Many people mentioned previous Questionable Taste Theatre movies, which makes me feel less alone in a cruel and empty world, etc. etc., even though I spent half the night reviewing my DVD collection in my mind trying to decide which ones I would consider underrated, since clearly some geek classics were well represented. I mean, underrated in the sci-fi community? At the Oscars? Box office? Enduring legacy? Forgotten influence? This question is going to drive me up a wall, is what I’m saying.

(No, seriously, she summons whales with the power of her mind! Come on!)

I like how I don’t even remember what happened on Monday or Tuesday. Sleep deprivaiton FTW!

Wednesday: KGB! It was a great reading, with Alaya Dawn Johnson and Christopher Barzak. I think. Turns out I couldn’t hear anything due to the play some dudes were rehearsing upstairs. It went, no joke, like this:

“HI EVERYONE! IT’S TIMMY, HOME FROM SCHOOL!”
*SOMETHING ELSE AT IMPOSSIBLE YET MUMBLY VOLUME*
“WOULD YOU LIKE TO INVITE SOME FRIENDS ALONG?”
“BOY, WOULD I?!”

Repeat that every two minutes for an hour and a half. Enjoy! I know I did.

Thursday: Went uptown to see Ellen Kushner’s The Klezmer Nutcracker. The costumes made me angry to the point of distraction, but some of the staging is really enjoyable, sly jokes are thrown in for the grown-ups, and even as a child-hater, it is adorable to watch kids just go NUTS for everything, especially the chance to answer riddles. (Thankfully by raising their hands, not by raising their little-monster voices. Yay politeness!)

Friday: Six inches of snow and sleet! My commute home from work will be awesome.

Saturday: A train ride! Formerly a bus ride, but I have images of a beautiful ice ballet of cars twirling slowly across the highway tomorrow.