"So I am not a “foozool” person. That’s a lie. I am. With my friends, I am. with my husband, I am. If someone’s texting, I’m like, “Who are you texting?” But I don’t ask a lot of questions of people, but it’s such a thing in our culture. People are very upset with me because I call it part of Persian culture. Obviously, it’s not a part of our greater culture. It’s like we have an amazing, beautiful centuries-old culture. But we like to know what’s going on with everybody. I wanted to make something like “MTV Cribs.” And my original idea was I would show up to celebrities’ homes as my different characters, and then my different characters would go through their things. But then I was working with – I was kind of bouncing off ideas with Sina Valiollah. Do you know him? He’s like Persian Jimmy Kimmel. He’s incredible. So, and he was like, “No, you should kind of do it as yourself.” And so I became this really annoying character. And then, so now it’s like this mixture of “MTV Cribs” meets a really annoying host that goes through the homes of Persian celebrities. So I just, I did Shally Zomorodi, I did Maz Jobrani and Shohreh Aghdashloo. And then I have a couple of really good ones coming up. I can’t say who, but I kind of want to. I’m going to Sam Asghari. We go on set with him, which is really fun. And, yeah, it’s a really fun little comedic, funny little thing that I’m doing. It’s on YouTube." - Tara Gerami
"My parents, brother, and I left Iran in 1980, shortly after the revolution. After a brief stay in Italy, we packed all our belongings once again and headed west to the exotic and the unknown: Vancouver. We had recently been accepted as landed immigrants, meaning Canada graciously opened its doors and we gratefully accepted; we arrived at Vancouver International Airport on my 10th birthday, three suitcases and one sewing machine in tow. After respectful but intense questioning at immigration, we were dropped off at a hotel on Robson Street, which was then still a couple years shy of becoming the fashionable tourist hub it is today. We were jetlagged, culture shocked, and hungry, so that first night, my father and brother courageously ventured out into the wild in search of provisions. I fell asleep before they returned. The next morning, I woke up at 5 a.m. and ravenously feasted on a cold Quarter Pounder with cheese and limp French fries that had been left by my beds...

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