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About: Jamie

I believe at my core I am a theater nerd. Other than that I love animals, nature (yes I hug trees) FOOD (baking, cooking, writing, photo-ing) music, filmmaking, songwriting, dancing, drumming, and many other things which have pushed and pulled me in many-a-direction throughout life. I live in LA, I'm from LA, adore California, went to school in Santa Cruz then UCLA then left to be an actress. I still have my heart in SF, dream of Paris and love almost anything British. And I make a mean hot chocolate.

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    Sloppy Wet Pizza - Find Amore at Barone’s Italian Restaurant

    February 22nd, 2008 Written by: Jamie · 1 Comment

    The Mother LoadEveryone has a tradition for Oscar night. Mine happens to be stuffing myself full of pizza.

    If I remember to, I might look up for a glance at the little gold man during my fervent gorging on the best pie in town. But chances are, Barone’s will get the award that really matters that night, and that’s the award for making the best pizza. Ever. And not just any pizza, but sloppy, wet, SQUARE pizza. With jack cheese.

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    Tea Time! Love and Lust at Chado Tea Room

    February 15th, 2008 Written by: Jamie · 1 Comment

    Tea 20080214I once went down on a mango. (Hey, how’s it going?)

    So when I stopped into Chado Tea Room the other day after shopping on the West Side and noticed a dusted gold metal tube of tea titled, simply, “Mango Tea”, I just about had an orgasm. I gazed down at the beautiful thing, tipped the freshly-filled canister and sssssuck… extracted the lid from it’s base to have a whiff.

    Now, maybe it’s just all those years of obsessing over Monty Python and the Earl Grey tea I first learned to love in “England” (Epcot center), but I go banana-cakes over a good, flavored black tea. So when I stood there, slowly lifting the open tea-tin to my waiting nose, I broke myself in half. Forget climaxing, I just about had a baby. The pungent, sweet pungent-y goodness, swept up the canister and into my sinuses in a flash. Like a gold-tinted version of Haku the river God from Spirited Away, it shimmered up my nostrils and killed me…sweet heady ambrosia let me die here in peace. “La Petite Mort” and all that. Ya, I found it. So I shelled out the $10 for a 4 oz. canister and clutched it to my chest like a drug as I stumbled out the door.

    God I love tea.

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