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In this edition of Gawker Stalker: Angelina Jolie, the alarmingly-detailed culinary exploits of Hillary Swank, Drew Barrymore, Cameron Diaz, Lauren Bacall, Don Rickels, Barbara Streisand, Angelica Houston, Allison Eastwick, Christie Brinkley, Robert Thorn, Leonardo DiCaprio, Naomi Campbell, Dustin Hoffman, Robert Downey Jr., Renee Zellweger, Scarlett Johansson and Josh Hartnett, Oprah, Angela Basset, Phylicia Rashad, David Hasslehof, Bruce Willis, Jennifer Lopez, Dennis Rodman, Selma Blair, Ashley Olsen, Luke Wilson, Anna Faris, Nicky Hilton and Kevin Connolly, David Bowie, Mikhail Baryshnikov, Kyra Sedgwick, Jay Mohr, Michael Ian Black, Reverend Al Sharpton, Harry Connick Jr., Dame Judi Dench, Clay Aiken, Adrien Brody, Billy Joel, Adam Yauch and John Joseph, Jack White and Karen Elson, Ann Curry, Karl Lagerfield, Tom Arnold, Paula Abdul, Adam Goldberg, Billy Boyd, Sean William Scott, Eric Balfour, and John Turturro.

Was just at Whole Foods in Chelsea with my boyfriend (12/4), deciding whether we wanted salmon or snapper for dinner, when I saw his jaw drop — and it wasn't from the prices. Angelina Jolie came up right next to us, with adorable Maddox sitting in the front of her cart. She looked striking — even without much makeup. Black coat, highlighted hair pulled back in a casual (but pretty) bun, and black furry snowboots. She picked up a container of shrimp cocktail and asked Maddox if he'd eat it. When he ignored her and pointed at the fish, she said (word for word, I remember) "Honey, I can't make that. We don't have our kitchen — we are staying at a hotel." First of all, she cooks?! I found it so endearing — she's like a normal mom, shopping with her kid. Obviously she's trying to make him feel at home wherever they are staying. Soon buzz that she was in the store started spreading, and once the annoying woman at the salad bar asked for her autograph, people literally stopped in their tracks, some even taking photos. It made me feel kind of sorry for her. I looked for Brad, but I guess he stayed back with Zahara.

Restaurant Roundup: Il Sole, Saturday- Hillary Swank with 6 friends, she ate filet mignon with truffles and minestrone soup. Il Sole, Monday night- Drew Barrymore and Cameron Diaz. Drew ate lobster and Cameron ate orichette pasta with asparagus (came in with another girl too) The Grill on the Alley: Lauren Bacall, Don Rickels, and Barbara Streisand. AGO: Angelica Houston, Allison Eastwick, Christie Brinkley with husband, Robert Thorn. Fogo De Chao: Leonardo DiCaprio with his family (no Giselle), Naomi Campbell. Pecorino: Dustin Hoffman, Robert Downey Jr. and for lunch yesterday, Michael Ovitz. [Ed: This was sent to us pretty much as such. We're not sure if this is the disorganized work of a restaurateur flack, or if a one Gawker reader is eating better than the rest of you combined.]

Last night I saw Renee Zellweger and also Scarlett Johansson and Josh Hartnett at the 6 Villages World AIDS Day event at the Soho House. At one point Josh Hartnett wanted to leave and kept trying to get Scarlett's attention by saying "Sweetheart" over and over from across the room, but she was too engrossed in conversation to notice.

So last night (12/1) seen at the premiere party of The Color Purple on Broadway at the New York Public Library: Angela Bassett looking gorgeous as she always does; Phylicia Rashad looking quite matronly dare I say grandmotherly, in some tunic/pantsuit combo. Ashanti; Bruce Willis; Gloria Steinem (looks great for her age and very pleasant); Gladys Knight (who is very short and has a lot of "junk in the trunk"), Gladys was polite but did not tip at coat check (stingy bitch); another Scrooge, CEO of 9/11-afflicted Cantor Fitzgerald, Howard Lutnick, who conveniently forgot to hand a dollar to the coat check guy; David Hasselhoff (what the f*&k was he doing there?); Quincy Jones with his blond white wife? who can't be more than 35 yrs old-they looked ridiculous together; Gayle King (that poor woman who has definitively lost her own identity and will forever be known as "Oprah's best friend"); a sullen Stedman Graham kinda following O like a puppy dog and just obeying her orders. Oprah herself did not enter the library thru the plebian entrance (natch) and sort of just magically appeared at the party with that angelic glow surrounding her as well as an entourage of 20 or so people who moved when O moved (we'll just them call her acolytes). O is tiny(heightwise) and I really do think she is God.

Was at some nascar nextel sprint party on thursday (12/1)at marquee. i was pooped from a full week of activites and decided to leave around 2... as i was leaving I bumped into Bruce Willis, literally. Never saw him before. he's kindof short, all in black -black shirt, black pants, black leather pants, black shoes(btw - he's got tiny feet). he was hot! loving older men, i decided to stay. he ended up in a banquette with i think it was chris tucker and the guy from six feet under... he ended up winking at me!

Just saw J.Lo and behold filming on the corner of 33rd and 7th. She had very pubescent hair. The curly ones from down below NOT of the young pubescent variety .. and dahling is aging rapidly. She was polite, smiled and waved to everyone, uh now I feel like a bitch, not really.

Dennis Rodman pushed me out of an elevator last Wednesday.I was at the Mariott Marquis. We both got on the elevator after I watched him yell something like "are you ready!"several times to his coterie. So we get on, he to 36, me to 6 for a luncheon. He's kind of bumping up against me—up in my grill if you will. He turns and says "how's it going?" To which I reply, "well, how are you?" He says, speaking to his coterie (which consisted of a 4'-10" brunette who called him D and was reaching in his pants pocket looking for the room key, a couple dudes, a young boy and his father I assume), "did this guy just say WOW?" I guess that's cause he thought I was shocked by the two silver devil horns protruding through his nose coupled with the dangling silver horn out his lower lip. I calmly explained that I said "Well." Obviously he's not used to proper English. Then, as I was stepping out, he grabbed me, pushed me out the elevator and said "get outta here!" It was all rather playful but very strange none the less.

Was at Circa Tabac in soho last night (12/2) for a friend's birthday and Ashley Olsen, Selma Blair, and two other Rachel Zoe-styled girls were at the next table over. Ashley was carrying the enormous black Birkin and was wearing a turquoise wrap and owlish black glasses and chain-smoked Parliament Lights all night. They all seemed pretty down to earth - Ashley smiled at our table (probably because we were the only other underage drinkers there) as they left, and Selma put her arm around Ashley's neck and kissed her affectionately on the side of the head, which sounds kind of weird but was actually really cute.

Was just having a drink at my local bar Mi'Lady's on Thompson and Prince (12/5) when a guy bumps into our table. I look up and the guy behind him happens to be Luke Wilson. Looking kinda chunky and dressing like a hick. He was hanging with a group of attractive but annoying types who took pictures on their phones of each other and made their presence well known. Among them was the small and attractive Anna Faris. Overheard Wilson talking loudly about Bottle Rocket and Rushmore while Faris was looking very skinny but still hot.

Yesterday, was sitting at Earl s, this cheesy, southern-themed bar in Murray Hill, and, as I walked out the door to smoke a cigarette, saw this girl walking in who looked surprisingly like Nicky Hilton. Well, what would Nicky Hilton be doing at Earl s?, I thought. So, I went outside, smoked, and came back in, and sure enough, there was Nicky and Kevin Connelly of Entourage sitting at the bar. Couldn t tell you what she was wearing, because I just didn t care. He was in jeans and an old Nike t-shirt, with glasses and a black puffy North Face. I liked his glasses, and him. He s not that short. An obnoxious acquaintance of my commented way too loudly that she was really not that hot in person. They left shortly after.

David Bowie was at webster hall last night stiitng at our table watching the secret machines. unfortunately, no iman. kinda surreal.

A very casual Mikhail Baryshnikov having wine and calamari with two friends at Empire Diner in Chelsea.

Just saw kyra sedgwick walking up 8th avenue at about 44th street. she was bundled up in a great poofy coat and was talking to a female companion very animatedly about someone who was "really angry."

At intermission of Saturday night's performance of Sweeney Todd (12/3), I was standing at my seat thinking "I wonder if there are any celebrities here tonight." Just then, as if I'd conjured him out of the air, I saw Jay Mohr walking up the aisle. He was wearing a zip-up gray hoodie sweatshirt over a yellow T-shirt and jeans — couldn't he get dressed up? About 10 minutes later, at the end of intermission, he came back down the aisle carrying a drink and wobbling slightly as he walked to his seat. How many drinks can someone get during one intermission? From the back his hair looked like he needed to see a barber himself. Basically, he looked like he had just woken up and come to the show.

So Saturday night at about 8:30 I was lost in the ghetto area a few blocks from the Atlantic Avenue subway and asked an incongruously strolling yuppie couple how to get to Smith St. I was slightly surprised when the guy turned out to be Michael Ian Black. He was extremely, almost oddly friendly, and his girlfriend (I had always thought he was gay, so maybe it was just a friend) was pleasant and normal-looking (a nice Jewish girl). His directions, btw, were totally wrong and had me further lost in the ghetto for another ten minutes.

Very strange. Went to my friend's birthday party at 40/40 Friday night where they had rented out one of the VIP rooms and when I show up who is there chilling in the corner but, oh, you know, the Reverend Al Sharpton. Apparently he showed up with his two ginormous body guards and wanted a less-crowded couch to sit on and watch the basketball game. So the manager asked the birthday boy if he would mind if the Reverend joined the party. Al just sat in the corner and didn't interact with anybody. I thought about approaching him to ask for his help in getting out of an onerous car loan, but something about the complete lack of friendliness in the faces of his bodyguards made me think twice. Oh, and also, Chris Tucker stopped by but I missed it.

Was in Eddie Bauer on Broadway at 67th on 12/4 around noon, when I realised the tall guy being served at the register alongside me was Harry Connick Jr. He was in "Please don't notice me" mode.

Sat behind Dame Judi Dench, Fri Dec 2 @ Spamalot - the woman is gor-juss and in no way looks like she'll be 71 on Fri Dec 9 - she was with a handsome guy, age contemporary - and she was dressed in a cool velvet coat

Saturday night at the W on 49th and Lex, elevator sighting at 12:45AM of Clay Aiken with a HUGE bodyguard. Was that necessary?

Wed., nov 30., the mass appeal magazine release party at joes pub for issue #37 with cover boy, adrien brody. brody looked good, dressed in a north face jacket, jeans and a baseball hat tilted to the side. when the dj spun biggie smalls, "gimme the loot," i spied brody singing every word. this queens kid knows his hip hop.

Dec. 1, billy joel, the piano man was seen hanging out at maxwells in hoboken, n.j., for a performance by his daughter, alexa joel. sporting a black fleece jacket and hat pulled down low, joel stood in the back of the club and ducked out the back door at the end of the performance.

Sat., dec. 3., MCA aka adam yauch of beastie boys fame, joined legendary new york hard core legend, john "blood clot" joseph of the cro mags during a song at CBGBs. after the song was over, no words were spoken by yauch and he just bounced.

On Sunday, 12/4, we were eating brunch at Old Devil Moon on East 12th Street when Jack White and Karen Elson walked in. She has amazing skin and was wearing a belted black coat that accentuated her small pregnancy bump. He was much taller than I would have expected and made no effort to fly incognito; he wore full-body black, complete with black fedora, and sported a cane as well as white snakeskin cowboy boots. They were with two non-celebs and appeared very happy.

Not sure if she counts, but saw Ann Curry at the Union Square Whole Foods on Sunday 12/4. Bundled up, no obvious makeup but still looked pretty much exactly the same as on the Today show. She was buying a full cart of groceries including tropical fruits such as pineapple which are about $10 each right now. I was jealous.

On Sunday afternoon showing a Brit friend the outside shopping mall that is Soho, I walked directly passed Mr. Karl Lagerfeld himself with 20 of his entourage in tow. It was quite a surreal spectacle; he, dressed to the nines in almost thigh-high black leather boots, skin-tight black riding pants, white top, black flowing jacket, face topped with big black sunglasses. His white hair was groomed immaculately and he held his head as if he was walking down the catwalk himself. People deliberately parted the streets for this super skinny eccentric; he was like a peacock strutting his stuff, unabashedly fanning out all his colors.

In the lobby of my office building at E 42nd St on Thursday morning, I heard the loudest voice I have ever heard booming from the coffee shop. It was Tom Arnold, being loud, tall, and dressed like he was 20 years younger than he is. I immediately thought of Chris Farley playing him on SNL—so funny. It pains me to say it, but he actually didn't look bad. You know, for a guy who used to bang Roseanne. Two minutes later, I'm standing in the elevator when a tiny woman stands in front of the doors. Not trying to get on, just standing there. I recognize her instantly as Paula Abdul (I hate myself) and for some reason had to sing "straight up" before the elevator doors closed. She's a 40-something-year-old lady trapped in the body of a 10-year-old. Didn't look as cracked out in person as she looks on TV. The day after that, while rushing toward the elevator, spotted Adam Goldberg exiting another elevator. He's skinny and kind of bearded and soooo cute in person. Wished I could have been witty and charming and made him fall in love with me. Instead, I got in the elevator and went to work. Boooooo.

i just passed Billy Boyd (aka Pippin from Lord of the Rings) coming out of his hotel on 6th ave.

Saw Stifler (aka Seann William Scott) at Bleecker St bar last night (12/1). He ordered a glass of wine and proceeded to play pool with his buddies. (Hmm, glass of wine at a sports bar and then to prove his masculinity playing pool? Oh, so totally closet case!)

Eric Balfour (Gabe from Six Feet Under) buying a bunch of wooden hangers at Bed Bath & Beyond, looking slightly less greasy and much happier than he ever did on Six Feet Under.

12/2: Saw John Turturro on a Manhattan-bound #3 train today, reading the Times before he got off at Nevins Street to transfer to the #4. Unless you look him squarely in the face (or see his tell-tale nose in profile), he could easily be mistaken for a commuting Ronkonkoma middle manager in casual-Friday garb (large newsboy cap and a royal blue rain slicker over pleated khakis).