Tammy vs. Tammy

My workout bike is staring at me, laughing.

What if it’s a tie? Or a forfeit. Should we both change our names just for the hell of it? Not to the same thing, though.

The Other Other Tammy
http://www.foodonthefood.com

Dear Tammy(s): Think of this as an opportunity! You both love food, you’re both from Boston (or around), and you’re both on the brink of being famous. Here’s how to catapult yourselves into the spotlight, and how Tammy (I forget which one, now) can make her break into the Herald to bookend her appearance in the Globe.

Simply float the headline “Tammy on Tammy action!”, and leak there’s going to be showdown, involving naked food, at some likely venue. Sell tickets, and ensure your Google AdWords stuff is setup beforehand, of course.

Both show up in long trenchcoats with duffle bags. A boombox would be a nice touch. This will build the excitement.

When the big unveiling happens, whip off the trenchcoats to reveal… chefs knives, spatulas, and oven thermometers, as you combat to the death in your own Iron Chef match.

The food, of course, is naked, and given that Boston’s a literary city, everyone will still have a good time. Presumably the box office receipts will more than cover the cost of ingredients; plus, what price can you put on shared fame?

– P.S. Posted in Tammy’s blog since Tammy’s blog already had waaaay too many comments.