Hi! I'm Suzette, the Hillary-Watching Trendsetter

Unless I am, unbeknownst to myself, one of those time-travelers able to bend time so that things I think I remember are things I actually witnessed tomorrow and then traveled back to today with what I thought were original ideas, then I am going to give up the healthcare business and go into the political pundit racket.

For those of you who thought my intense observation of HRC's wardrobe choices as vehicles of a message and clues to the real Hillary was too far out to be of any use, I now present a Slate article where reknowned food writer Mimi Sheraton searches for meaning in Hillary's food choices:

"In the absence of an interview with the lady herself, I have pieced together clues to Hillary's eating habits from various reports, to try to determine whether she is tough and self-assured enough to function as president or is merely a food-fashion victim who opts for the flavor of the moment."

Now is that a version of my concept or what? I admit that I was a little miffed that I wasn't cited in the article as the inspiration for the Slate piece but then I forgave everything when I got towards the end of page 2 and read the interpretation of  "the video that the Clinton campaign put out parodying the final episode of The Sopranos, in which Tony and Carmela and A.J. eat onion rings together at a diner. In the Clinton version, Hillary orders carrot sticks instead of onion rings ..."

Really, you should read that one for yourselves. Well done, Mimi. And that's not the only juciy tidbit here. The Clinton's White House chef serves up this:

"And if (distinguished former) President Clinton was on his own for dinner, he invariably canceled the healthful meal that had been ordered for him and asked Scheib to dig into his secret stash of prime meat and grill a 24-ounce porterhouse steak with béarnaise sauce and fried onion rings, evidence that marital cheating can take many forms."

Act surprised.

During my encounter with HRC at the Sunny Palace, she didn't eat anything, although there were black-out windows on her campaign bus, so who knows if she had take-out in there? I apologize  to my readers - I should have recognized that as the great blog fodder that it is. I'm entirely annoyed with myself that I didn't think of this food angle first.

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When B&H were in Seattle for a '92 town hall thing the papers said that the C's had nothing but good things to say about the Copper River salmon they were served. But as Mom says of Copper River - it'd better be good for what it costs! Roll that up with the fact that they probably didn't get stuck with the tab and I'd say good things too.

For those of you who don't live in Twin Peaks - Copper River salmon is the Kobe beef of seafood.

Fish we got - steaks we don't. If I want a decent steak the closest place to get one done right is in Klamath Falls just 500 miles south of here.

Ready?

HINT: What books are on Hillary's night stand?