Being English, there are very few culinary delights that I miss. When ever I’ve visited shops that import British ‘specialities’, the products on sale resemble more of a 1941 ration- book : Crawfords Cream Crackers, Beef OXO, Marmite or Digestives - I mean who EVER eats Digestives unless it’s to make a cheese-cake? Which brings me to cheese-cakes, only the Americans could take a bland English biscuit and transform it in to something desireable with the help of American soft cheese. The Extreme Makeover of desserts, or the only time a French person would utter the words ‘good, American and cheese’ in a sentence, although not necessarily in that order.
Which brings me to the party I went to last night, to celebrate the one year anniversary of the web site Yumise, that proposes all your favourite American ‘gourmandises’ delivered to your door. The buffet table was array with Reese’s Pieces, Lucky Charms, M&M‘s and Dr. Pepper, Mrs Field’s cookies, brownies, carrot cakes - an inevitable dieter’s nightmare. Not forgetting the FAT Tony the Tiger ! (Which my grandfather designed, btw..)
And then the time came for the birthday cake, a pina colada flavour cheese-cake.
When the police come not once, but THREE times, in the same evening to try and calm a post-competition party down, you can safely presume the sponsor is going to have a lot to say in the morning. That IS, unless the sponsor was there!
Synonymous for it’s wild parties and even crazier staff team, the Sooruz Wake and Country went down last week-end at the TNG cable in Toulouse. With it’s 1,6 km of cable track and obstacles ranging from a ‘ghetto pipe’ to a flat bar and three kickers, in water that will never require more than a short wet suit, it’s a wakeboarders wet dream. Add the worlds best riders, some wild parties and a fun week-end was had by all.
Jokes on the dock, Julien Cohen and Tom Fooshee
The podium Pro Men :
Dominic Gührs (GER)
Tom Fooshee (USA)
Nick Davies (GBR)
and congrats to my girl, Anne Laure. Anytime you want me to sing Bonnie Tyler on the dock with you, I’m there!
On Sunday, a photographer friend of mine, Remi asked me if he could take a few photos of me for his book. I arrived red, sweaty and make-up free having traversed Paris on skate to get to what I though would be a shoot in a shabby studio that’d last an hour or two.
Eight hours, 3 photographers, one lovely make-up artist (merci Sabrina!), 3 enormous studios and several costume changes later (he asked me to bring a some feminine clothes … I bought wigs) our ‘shoot’ was over.
Despite being organised on a peniche, docked on the Seine, the Sailor Jerry Party did not attract the Parisian bohemian types that usually frequent such venues.
In fact, it was the occasion for the weird and wonderful to come out and in all their splendor, to celebrate the anniversary of the death of the man who popularised and stylised the sub-culture that is tattooing, Mr Norman ‘Sailor Jerry’ Collins.
The French Tattooing legend, Tin Tin, and I
True to the nautical theme, girls dressed as Sailors and Mermaids served cocktails, we ate Americain-style barbeque food and we danced along to 50′s rock. The rock and roll group Hot Chickens performed an outstanding live set, complete with double-bass throwing and a lot of lively dancing then the Godfather of rock, DJ Coppola stepped up to play some classics.
Drinks Menu - the Hey! Jerry being my concoction of preferance
My hot birthday present!
The only problem with a Sailor Jerry party, is the hang-over the next day.
Last night, I wrestled a the pornstar Tiffany Doll in the ring in the basement of the Mexicain bar restaurant, La Lucha Libre. Sorry boys, there was no mud or oil involved. You’ll have to wait ’til Monday to check out who won on Canal Street’s FAT.
The week-end started Friday à 18h, rendez-vous with Cristian at mine, destination Bercy with our tickets for the Watch the Throne Tour with Jay-Z and Kanye West. The show lasted an amazing 2hrs 40 mins, of which a fair amount of this time was taking up performing Niggas in Paris- a record 11 times!
Le week-end commence vendredi à 18h. RDV avec Cristian chez moi. Direction Bercy avec nos billet pour le Watch the Throne tour de Jay- Z et Kany West pour un show de malade qui a duré 2 HEURES 40! Ils ont interpreté Niggas in Paris (enregistré à la capitale, btw) un récord 11 FOIS!