Saturday, October 29, 2011

Lost Food in Translation

In terms of language, English and Chinese are worlds apart. We're talking about pronunciations, structure, logograms versus the English version of the Latin alphabet, and of course, idiomatically. So when I post these signs on this blog, I am not making fun of Chinese immigrants (as my great-grandmother was Cantonese-Hakka), as I am making light of the fact that the restaurant didn't bother to get these signs translated properly.



Mmm, beef tablets. They'll cure your headache and your hunger.




Ah yes, there's no fun, like "Dried Fried Beef Ho Fun." "Fun" is an apt name by the way, as these wide noodles are just that.




Sour little toes with ginger? Sounds like French-Chinese fusion to me.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

A new blog

Hey, my friends John and Jinn have a new food review blog up.




Check it out.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Cajun pulled pork time

Ladies and Gentlemen, my new best friend is our Hamilton Beach programable Stay or Go Slow Cooker. I started out last Saturday with chicken adobo, and I made another batch on Monday. So, I wondered what to make next and I stumbled onto this recipe for Cajun pulled pork.



This picture isn't the most flattering one in the world...



...and this one makes the meat look a lot more pink than it actually turned out. The beauty of the slow cooker is that if you work at night like I do, you can set the thing and go to sleep, and your main course is ready when you wake up.



This, is how it actually turned out. I would add about a little less than a tablespoon to the spice rub, but otherwise, it was a perfect recipe. Laissez les bon temps rouler.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Look-alike?

Well done, Top Chef, bringing back past season champions to compete against the finalists of Top Chef All-Stars. The quickfire didn't quite pack the excitement that I thought it would, but I still enjoyed it. Of course, it didn't help that a certain notion kept distracting me while I was watching Mike Isabella take on Michael Voltaggio...




...you see, I wasn't totally convinced that it was Michael Voltaggio!



What am I talking about? I'll put it to you this way...



...why don't you ever see Tony Hawk and Michael Voltaggio in the same place?

Eh?

Eh?


Yeah, thought so.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Goodbye, Superstarrr

So it's official, according to Eater.com, Kelly Choi will not be back for the third season of "Top Chef Masters." The following image accompanies the article...



Oh c'mon, Eater.com, she isn't that bad. Sure, she could stand to eat a cheeseburger...or five.



This pic is pretty much as close as she allows food to get near her. Still, who else will read the judge's ratings with such an exaggerated aplomb?








"Susur Lee, the judges gave you three and-a-half staaaarrrsss!"

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Happy New Year and, "Is This What Makes Women Truly Happy?

Well, Happy New Year! For all intents and purposes, I have completely forgotten about this blog. Mostly because my other blogs, writing and the holidays have taken up the majority of my free time.

On the other hand, I have discovered what makes women truly happy. If you pick up any women's magazine or watch any channel that is geared towards the fairer sex, the advertisements play upon the insecurities of women...both real and imagined. Yet, there is one recurring item that will make the better half of the world consistently happy.

Are we talking about marriage? Those that have walked down the aisle (including The Missus) will tell you that it is not always what it has cracked up to be.

Is it jewelry? I'm sure De Beers would like you to think so, but some of the most miserable women that I have ever known were adorned with some of the finest baubles.

Is it chocolate? Weight-gain, acne and weight-gain beg to differ.


No, we are all over-thinking this, and the answer is right in front of our faces-



That's right, salad.



You heard me, I said, "salad." Think about it for a second, every newspaper, print or TV ad depicts women in rapturous bliss with a plate of greens or fruit.



Of course, using crushed Xanax in lieu of croutons certainly helps. Take the gal above for example, she's been t*ssing that salad for six continuous hours and she's on the verge of getting carpal tunnel syndrome. This epiphany was inspired by Thehairpin.com, and they have all kinds spoofery devoted to skewing the culture of women's magazines.