I've Got This Round by Mamrie Hart

Author:Mamrie Hart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2018-02-06T05:00:00+00:00

Backstreet’s Whack, All Right!

THERE’S NOTHING BETTER in life than a good documentary. I love a rock doc, a bio doc, an underdog doc. A doc about docks, doctors, Doc Holliday, you name it! I will find any excuse to go to a film festival and spend the days watching documentaries. Film festivals are my happy place. You watch movies all day, go to a delicious dinner, schmooze at a party with an open bar, wake up hungover only to grab a massive coffee (with Baileys), sit your ass back in a dark theater all day long, get dinner, and then go back out to parties to do it all again. It’s like the plot of Groundhog Day but with more swag lounges and less Andie MacDowells (depending on the festival).

But sometimes I want to get my documentary on in a more relaxed setting. As in, I’m going to have to watch one at home without a Q&A with the director like a damn peasant. That’s where my friend and fellow documentary enthusiast Joselyn comes in.

Every few weeks, Jos and I will text each other to see what veggies we have lying around in the fridge and then figure out what we can cook up together. We call these “inventory meals.” It helps clean out the fridge, and Lord knows, I’m a fan of anything that resembles a cooking competition. Here’s an example of this menu building challenge:

JOS: Woman, I got quinoa, a couple of sweet potatoes, a shit ton of cilantro and citrus, and an onion. Whatchu got?

ME: Siiiiick. I’ve got a can of black beans, some baked tofu, radishes, and tomatoes. Let’s make cilantro lime quinoa, Mexican veggie and tofu bowls, and I’ll quick-pickle the radishes for some added crunch and acidity on top.

JOS: Fuck yes. See you at 7.

This is adult female friendship in a nutshell. We cook and drink and settle in front of the TV with a bowl of yumminess, a big glass of sparkling rosé, and a doc on deck. This particular evening, we were extra excited about the night’s viewing. The subject of the doc wasn’t a pressing social issue or the life of some niche artist—nay. This documentary was about none other than . . . the BACKSTREET BOYS.

Let me just say out of the gate that back in high school, I liked my boy bands the same way I like my and my girlfriends’ menstrual cycles . . . *NSYNC. Sure, Timberlake’s ramen noodle curls looked like he was one bouillon packet short of a college dorm room feast, but that didn’t matter to my fifteen-year-old self. And don’t get me started on that “Bye, Bye, Bye” video.* But, guys, Backstreet Boys: Show ’Em What You’re Made Of is a game changer. In one hour and forty-one minutes, I went from like to love with these dudes. Their band name did not hold up, because they were boys no more! They put the MEN in docuMENtary. Especially Kevin.

“Oh my god, he’s like the band dad! I love him!” Joselyn said between forkfuls of tofu.

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