My friend Richard Blais just won Top Chef.
Well, we may not be BFFs,
aaaand he man not know that he's my friend,
buuuut he does live next door to my in-laws.
And I did say, "Hi" to him once.
And I was smiling in a friendly* kind of way.
The thing about Richard is that he's a genuinely good guy.
This is how I know:
He helped the other chefs.
He didn't throw tantrums.
He was humble about his successes--and failures.
He didn't complain.
He didn't use language that needed to be bleeped.
And, when asked which fellow chef should have been kicked off sooner, he couldn't come up with a name.
He really could not.
He may not be my BFF,
but he is just the kind of friend I want.
I wonder if he's taking applications.
Do you suppose he'll join us for dinner on Friday?
*"friendly" may mean goofy and stalkerish to some