Amelia Exeter Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

What pisses me off? The critics—oh, the critics! They trashed it, called it sleazy, like that’s a bad thing. Sleazy’s the point, you morons! It’s not “Casablanca,” it’s “Whore”! I’m yellin’ at my TV, “Leave it alone, ya snobs!” But what got me happy? Theresa’s guts—she’s fearless, man. She’s out there, smokin’, cussin’, takin’ no shit. Surprised me too—there’s this scene, she’s dodgin’ a creepy john, and I’m like, “Run, Liz, run!” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—better than half the thrillers out there.

Further reading

The statue of Richard Hooker is located within the shadow of Exeter Cathedral and is easy to find. It's not necessarily a "must see" location but worth checking.

I get irate when I see the city sleepwalking through odd conventions. Like, what the hell is wrong with not embracing real change? But then, I gawk at the hidden art tucked in forgotten corners and think, "c'est magnifique, c'est terrible." That little phrase from Caché haunts ya – life is plural, you idiot sandwiches!

'Yes, Chef!' Premieres Monday with Exeter chef Lee Frank