Hi sweetie! How are you? I'm doing well but I have to admit I'm a little perturbed at you. I know we have had this discussion privately before but how many times do I need to remind you that Tony is mine? There I said it. I tried to keep quiet and be chill about this whole matter but to call me out on someone elses blog well, frankly my dear, that's the last straw! I mean I love your blog... it's funny, witty, you admit your mistakes, you get to eat at wonderful restaurants and hang out with some pretty cool people. You also have a damn fine palate but... but.. but... Tony is mine. I mean I don't know how much clearer I need to make it. Do we need to have some culinary cage death match or something?
My kids are prepared to have a cool step dad. Even my husband gives his blessing. I gave you Ripert, so really how greedy do you need to be? I gave you the crazy cool handsome French guy and then you try to steal my man? Why must you deprive me of my delusion that I am Tony's secret wife? How cruel ARE you? Why must you try to take him away? What's your motive? I need to warn you, if you keep this up I might have to kick your ass. I know you are the big bad food blogga and I'm a little man on the totem pole but never underestimate the short chick. Yeah, I'm a little runty and have a huge Napoleon complex but I'm like a chihuahua on steroids... mean and yappy. You will always need to look over your shoulder 'cause you never know when I'm about to strike... like a silent but deadly kitchen ninja! So back off!
P.S. I hope we can still be friends. xoxoxo