Movie night: guess the movie?

Had a long conversation with my parents tonight. It was really nice. We talked about books, and life, and food, and everything … and I am in a place right now where every second I am grateful for. Every moment is filled with gratitude. It can be totally awful, but it’s also great, and to quote Babs at the end of What’s Up Doc, “Listen, kiddo, ya can’t fight a tidal wave.”

I came home after going shopping at the Pathmark in the next town. Side note. You only realize what a ghetto-ass ‘hood you live in until you go to a grocery store OF THE SAME CHAIN in another area. I felt like Boris Yeltsin! No…. Not a drunken Russian standing on a tank in Red Square. But Boris Yeltsin visiting a supermarket in Houston – excerpt – kind of – here – and being absolutely overwhelmed by the choices, the hand-decorated cakes, fresh produce, bread … Here he had grown up with the belief that the West was evil. But looking at that abundance in Houston, he was like: What we are doing does not work. They are doing something right. Anyway. It is one of my favorite historical anecdotes of all time – and I went to the Pathmark 5 towns north of me today and basically I felt like Boris Yeltsin in Houston. And I seriously wonder if anyone else on the planet but me would ever make such a comparison or would ever even know what the hell I meant.) Anyway. I was gobsmacked at the variety. I had a field day. I went nuts.

I came home. I took a long walk at dusk. I came home and cooked dinner. Well, because I’m me – I cooked a shitload of stuff that I will now put in Tupperware containers and dole out to myself for the rest of the week. I don’t enjoy cooking on a daily basis. I seriously wish I did!! But obviously I like to have food in the fridge (duh) and I really enjoy preparing stuff for myself – I don’t know how that works out, but whatever, it does … Meaning: I’m not against the Weight Watchers frozen dinners (the new chicken and picante one is my new favorite) and stuff like that, but I really like cooking stuff myself, packing it away, and knowing I’ll be eating it for the next week. I’m weird. I get it all out of the way in one fell swoop.

And now it’s movie night.

Time for a favorite. Recommended to me by blog-readers a couple years ago – for which I am truly grateful (again with the gratitude). I had missed it somehow – and now I can’t imagine my life without it. It’s a go-to place for me, in terms of comfort, humor, satisfaction – I love every second of this film.

See if you can guess what it is, just from this one bit of the credits.

If you know the movie, it’ll be a no-brainer. But still. There’s something about that particular screen of names that pleases me to my core.