Every gay person knows (or should know) this golden, kitchen rule: Do not insult a gay man’s cooking.
I don’t understand what people gain from insulting others in front of other people at classy dinners. I’d made Greek rice (it has oregano herb in it) and some fucking twat calls it “ugali rice”. After he’d eaten heartily and it was mentioned that i cooked it, he turned ugly and insults my meal! I mean who does that?? Ugali is maize meal. It looks like white cake. They call it “paap” in South Africa. Rice are grains however. Mine had no such cake in it. It cooked evenly. I wonder what his problem was.
I smiled and watched what was on television, then shortly after stood to pour myself a drink and vent. I said, “you go to the American embassy for two hours and you come back with a fake accent?? SHAME!!”. It’s true, this man was putting up a facade because he had an American lover. He had this whole fake American accent going on. It pisses me off to see people do that! He’d never been to the states before so that was my conclusion, that he picked it up at the embassy. Or in the visa rejection letter.
I’ve lost respect for that fellow. He seemed like such a cool guy. I clearly overestimated him. He ought to know that when you insult someone's cooking, have the decency to do it outdoors when the chefs aren’t around.
I’m thankful i know the recipe for an orange martini. Light and sweet, a few glasses kept me company most of the evening. Apple Martinis too…