Catching up on Top Chef this evening, I have one request: Can I have one of the Voltaggio brothers, please?
I haven't had cable in forever, so the few TV shows I watch, I watch online after they've aired. One of my favorites is Top Chef. I've been watching it since the first season, and I've been hooked ever since. Last season, I was a Fabio fan. I'll admit it. I have a weakness for Italians, even the slightly obnoxious and egotistical ones, although the quirky, sweet, romantic ones are better.
So I suppose I'm going for the novelty of Americans now. That is a novelty for me lately, it seems.
Of course, it's not a real thing. All my "real boy" crushes seem to be from far, far away. Puts a bit of a crimp on my social life. Meaning, it's nonexistent. It works out to some degree sometimes.
I did have a pretty good thing going for quite a while with P. He was a Jamaican residing in Canada.
And I'll be jetting off to see F again soon when comes back to the U.S. in a couple of weeks. He's an Italian residing in Switzerland. We met up in Las Vegas in February, so this will be the second trip for us.
I've had a number of near-misses with G. He's an Italian residing in England. Every time we work on trying to get together, it doesn't quite work out. The latest attempt apparently will have us missing each other by a matter of hours. He says we'll figure it out another time. I'm sort of doubting it.
I haven't quite managed to convince D to make the effort to come to the U.S. to see me yet. He's an Englishman residing in - gasp - England. Lol! He's just difficult. Fascinating mind, wicked wit, and just damn difficult.
I really need to find someone closer to home. At least on this side of the pond.