Beans, Beans, the Magical Fruit

The sort of secret blog of Beans, a.k.a. Jules, a.k.a. "Legs for Miles" a.k.a. "Rackie the Boob Queen." Fine, ok, not the last two. Starting July 2006, sometimes "Mike," aka "fagadoccio," is a co-poster on the blog. The co-poster child, really.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

I've Decieved Ruth Reichl

From an interview with her from the a Portland 'zine:

Q: Fast-forwarding 10 years, with the rise of message boards like and, it seems like everyone is a critic. What effect does that have on the professionals?

RR: I feel so blessed that I predated the Internet. I look now and there's a [NYT critic Frank] Bruni blog. There's some incredibly smart young woman who makes fun of him on a weekly basis. They would have done that to me. But it's wonderful. You can Google anything. Think of how much time I would have saved trying to find the right Chinese restaurant.

Dear Ruth,

I want you to know that I was FIRST interested in dress-ups, wigs, fake teeth, black eyes, and crutches, and only LATER did I become interested in food. You were famous for eating out in elaborate disguises.

Hence, while you may not have employed such tactics as frequently or elaborately as I imagine, I 100% aspired to be you for many years.

Now I want to be Mike Piazza.

I'm kidding. I don't even know who that is.