Friday, August 25, 2006

Jimmy Choo, Chimmichurri, Jimmy Jimmy, Choo- Choo.

If you've read this post's title properly, I may not even need to post. But I will for those who need further spatatention. You know who you are. If you dont get the rhythm, think Adam Ant.
That's it. That's all. That's enough. Let's get silly.

Jimmy Choo, a shoe and more. A guardian angel that took young women by the foot to grandeur. Individual pedistals for works of art to be displayed on. Though many an artifact was overshined by their shoes. (shoeshine, shoeshine) Well-heeled (har-har) in London's East End sat Jimmy Choo Couture Shop since the mid sixties. The glitteratti's one-stop for must have shoes and accessories. Until the one day when Tamara (Mellon) meet this fellow. And she knew that it was much more than hunch that these shoes would sell well if on cable. Call HBO, they've got to go, Sarah Jessica is able. Well they sold abunch, while the girls had lunch, an empire was built by Tamara's hunch.

Chimmichurri is a wonderful condiment. It gives a steak firmament. It's origins argentinine, it's flavor sublime, and red pepper seasons it's temperment.

Chimmichurri:

Finely chop one white onion.
Mash and mince 3 cloves garlic.
Toss in bowl with one good handful chopped curly parsley.
Add one tablespoon fresh oregano (or 1tsp dry, philistines)
Add one tablespoon red wine vinegar.
Toss all ingredients with 1/2 cup olive oil.

And remember, like a crying three year old, it improves if you let it sit alone, slightly covered in the dark. Use as a marinade, a dip, or a condiment. The chimmichurri I mean, not the three year old.

Jimmy Jimmy was a silly song on Madonna's True Blue album. A quintessential B-side, it never made the club scene. Back when there were albums. Albums and tapes, can you imagine? I cant even remember how it went, but True Blue gave us 'Papa Dont Preach" among other favorites. So Jimmy Jimmy is due some respect.

Back in CT there was the original Wal-Mart, called Railroad Salvage. It was a fleamarket disguised as a department store where you could get something lanced, mounted, resized, in bulk or even on rye. They did it all. It was the place to find something cheap. Ruby Vine was the man that operated Railroad Salvage and he used to wear a cheap toupee. He sported a pocketprotector and curvaceous wife named Choo- Choo. They were a Jim and Tammy Fae of retail not religion. Choo-Choo!

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