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Brewskies
Gee, Barb... Seems hubby may not have found the beer if the economy hadn't tanked. You call yourself a foodie? Do you even recall how to boil that egg? Do you do it? Enjoying eating expensive or exotic foods or calling yourself a foodie doesn't make you a foodie, it makes you skinny used to be heavy girl with and appetite. You're a wanna be classy/wealthy person who is trying way too frickin hard. Diva.. We've known about the Arrogant Bastard for a decade.. your hubby isn't hip and your column is becoming a bigger joke than it was before you lost the weight, gained the hubby and the overpriced condo, and lost all that income. now that you don't have all the access from two years back, who are you, really?? You're supposed to be "San Diego woman tells all". That should read "prententious immature female writer has a column" How about have a little honest in your divaship or really, find a passion and embrace it.. if you still like to eat, call yourself an eater. You're writing yourself into irrelevancy and you seem not to notice. T— February 18, 2010 12:09 p.m.