An Interview with the Maker of, "My Drunk Kitchen", Hannah Hart

I recently got the opportunity to interview Hannah Hart, the mastermind behind the hit "My Drunk Kitchen", a soon-to-be YouTube sensation.   Here I have a talk with the hilarious Hannah Hart,

Q:  Do you cook in real life?

A:  Only by necessity and only for myself. I've come up with some pretty interesting creations. One time the only thing I had in my fridge were frozen blueberries and raw onions. That was a dark day for me. 

Q: What gave you the idea to start "My Drunk Kitchen"?

A: It's been my dream since I was a little girl.

Q: Do you drink that much in real life?

A: I can't read this question too well, I've been eyeball shooting vodka all night.

Q: You have gotten a lot of marriage proposals on the comments page! Anyone you are considering?

A: I'm waiting for my single's reality competition, "My Drunk Marriage", to get picked up.

Q: Do you plan on continuing these episodes?

A: Sure, why not! As long as people like them, I'll do'em. I want to start "My Drunk Advice" though. I would take questions over YouTube, Twittah, and Facebook, and answer them. Then I would know, for sure, that I was making the world a better place.

Q: What city do you live in?

A:  New York. It's very intimidating.

Q: What are your interests and hobbies?

A:  Ice Road Trucking.

Q: Do you have any role models?

A: Nina Rochland.

Q: Would you consider dancing on bread in one of your episodes? (An ongoing joke on my blog!)

A: What a coincidence! I'm dancing on bread right now!

Don't forget to check her channel out!  She will definitely make you laugh!   

Hummus: A New Approach

One rainy day I thought to myself,

I could really use something tasty to eat!  

So I went to the bathroom cupboard and what did I see? Nothing less of garbanzo beans!  Yum, Yum, Yummidy Yum Yum!  There is nothing this golly old camper loves more than delicious hummus made from an organic can of garbanzo beans!  

So was going to throw the garbanzo beans in the food processor like most people would- but then it occurred to me, I didn't have a food processor!  And, even if this dear old Nina did, I don't think I would because cats only rain on Barcelona if you catch my drift.  So I put the beans in a big bowl, set it on the floor, washed my feet and started dancing! It started out an Irish jig, but quickly turned into a slow, romantic waltz.  Oh My!  The squishy feeling of the beans being pushed through my feet was so enjoyable!  People would pay thousands for that kind of massage at a spa, but all I needed was a can of beans, a bowl, and a pair of callused feet!  So I danced and danced like a donkey in a parade and when I was done the hummus was completed!  I sprinkled some spices and drizzled some lemon juice and I was done, viola! Kartik, my lovely husband, and I enjoyed a delicious lunch with the sounds of mm-ms and ewes drifting from our tree house to the next!  

No More Walking on Sunshine, try Dancing on Bread!

This is a modified recipe to how I got such great results, my first time dancing on bread!
1.  Make the dough (sing to it, while you make it for best results.)
2. Spread out dough on baking sheet
3.  Wash feet with soap and water
4.  Disinfect feet with an anti-bacterial wash
5.  Deodorize your feet (we do NOT want smelly bread!)
6.  Take several packets of Splenda, open and place in bowl (I use Splenda opposed to sugar because Splenda takes longer to dissolve.) rub the Splenda on feet to get dead skin off.
7.  Wash off
8.  Wash feet with soap once more
OPTIONAL STEP:  Wrap baking sheet and dough in plastic wrap for more cleanliness!
9. Dance and Sing for a few minutes
10. Bake!

I hope this helps you make the bread of your dreams!

Much Much Love,
Nina

How Food, Song, and Dance Got Started

I used to be a performer before I broke my leg during a performance.  Yes, that is right, I broke my leg in a play.  (Insert joke here).  During my recovery I started baking.  I fell head over heels in love with the smells of sweet breads and pastries!  Ah, fond memories!  While I was baking I would sing.  Carols would boom out from my lungs, caressing the air and soothing the pastries.  I soon started to realize that when I sang, my baked goodies would turn out better!  To this day I cannot figure out why they do (I have sought out professionals in the area, trust me) turn out so well, but they do.  When my leg was healed I did not return to the theater, instead I stayed in the kitchen, singing to my cakes.  But, my did I long to dance. . . Of course I did dance, I did everyday, but I wanted to dance more, more, and more.  I also wanted to bake, bake, bake!  So, I decided, why can't I bake and dance at the same time?  I mean really why? The truth is I can, and it was genius (if I do say so myself, which I do) So I started with breads instead of kneading the breads with my hands, I started dancing on the dough.  (I washed my feet, deodorized them, and rubbed them good and down with Splenda.) After dancing and singing to the loaves, I called my husband in.  Together, we ceremonially placed the loaf in the oven.  Together we sat before the oven and waited for the bread to have baked.  When we took it out the loaf was beautiful! After it was cooled, we sat down, with two cups of hot water (with just a tid bit of lemon juice) and tried my bread, IT WAS DELICIOUS!  I then decided that the world needed to know about how food, song, and dance complimented each other so well!