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Comedy Food: My Diet Without Patrick

May 24, 2013

As many of you are already aware, I am a part-time comedian. I perform in probably 2 or 3 improvisational comedy shows around the city each week, with a cast of incredibly talented folks. To be clear, I LOVE comedy, it is the coolest thing that I have ever done. In fact, I am writing a book about it [To learn more visit Bill’s website]. What? Who the hell snuck that plug in there, this is a cooking blog! Anyway, the one downfall to my hectic comedy schedule is that it leads to a lot of late nights. To his credit, Patrick usually has dinner prepared for me when I arrive home late from a show, and with only a minute in the microwave, I still get to eat gourmet food. But sometimes, I can’t wait until 11 PM to eat, or Patrick uses the time to do something on his own, and so I am left to my own devices.

Such was the case this past Tuesday. Every Tuesday, I perform at the Improv Asylum in Boston’s North End neighborhood. The North End is known for its Italian heritage, and incredibly authentic food selection. Back in the day, pre-timeshare, I would indulge many times a week in hand-crafted pasta, delicious pizza, and the occasional cannoli from Mike’s Pastry. Today, though, I can no longer afford the posh lifestyle that was previously afforded to me, so I am left to be creative when I need sustenance before a performance. I have come to dub my food selection as “Comedy Food.” But friends, there is nothing funny about these meals. For example, this Tuesday was the final show of my current run at the Theater. My improv team was a tight-knit group and we called ourselves “The Raisinettes.” For this final show, one of the members named Jeff bought us all boxes of Raisinettes to commemorate the run. He did it to be sentimental, and it very much was, but this also turned into my dinner for the night. COMEDY FOOD!

Comedy food is not something unique to me. Many times you will see comedians substituting items such as Doritos, candy bars, or even a tin of Altoids for a meal. I once, actually twice, saw a comedian eat an entire tin of Altoids in front of me, in one giant gulp! I think he was trying to do it as a bit, but he also probably needed the nutrition! A lot of the reason is because of timing, our schedules are far from normal, and we are usually running from one place to another. Most aren’t as fortunate as I am to have a personal chef waiting for them at home, so whenever I have to eat a box of Raisinettes for dinner, it’s OK. It keeps me humble.

– Fin

Bill

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