TMZ reports (using the hilarious headline “Eva Longoria gives her pie to writers” that Eva Longoria delivered pizza to the protesting writers from Desperate Housewives. She is delivered Domino’s Pizza to the protesters. I mean, culinary faux pas aside, it is a rather nice thing to do. Plus, also it’s funny because pie sometimes means vagina so that’s a little word game they’re playing there. But you know what the first thing I thought of was? That scene from Soap Dish where the tranny played by Elizabeth Perkins gets all cozy with the writers because she has to make sure she gets what she wants on screen. Or something like that. 
As if Longoria has touched pizza or even knows how to pick up a phone and order it. It’s far more likely Ms Longoria was swanning about in the slimming room backstage at Desperate Housewives thinking about leafy salads and water while having the extra calories somehow extracted from her body through infrared superstar lighting therapy, she picked up her cell phone and had her assistant run out and buy something “agreeable” to writer types. When the pizza arrived she would have had her assistant meet her as close to the picket line as possible so she didn’t have to interact with the product and then she swanned out carrying them and delivered them to the writers.
Incidentally, the photo of her in silver isn’t what she wore to deliver it but she really should have. I actually love the idea of her turning up in a silver swimsuit with a fan in front of her and delivering pizza like Superman delivers a small child back to it’s mother.
There’s no way in hell all those women on Desperate Housewives, except maybe Felicity Huffman because she’s amazing, don’t want to scratch each other’s eyes out and aren’t constantly at the writers’ throats to keep them in the series as youthful vixens with never waning sexual prowess.
That show is astonishing. The difference between the horror underneath and the front they put up is, by itself, worthy of an Emmy. [source]
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