7/30/2006
I'm no God Of Food but Part 2
Ingredients involved:
Spaghetti, cooked til al dente
Frozen vegetables (peas, corn, carrots, the usual)
Garlic, lots of it
Onions, lots of it
Minced pork (one week since expiry date)
Seasoning for pork:
Ketchup
Salt & Pepper
Coriander leaves
Basil
Chilli flakes (I like my Italian spicy)
Since tasting the above, I discovered that pork doesn't go well with tomato based spaghetti, taste kind of weird in fact. But nevertheless, tasty and edible since I finished everything.
Sometimes, I think my stomachache ought to deserve better. One week old pork, I must have be desperate.
// posted by Unknown @ 6:18 PM
7/29/2006
I'm no God of Food but
Ingredients:
Spaghetti, cooked to al dente
Frozen mixed vegetables (peas, carrots, corn, the usual)
Dory fish fillet
Garlic, lots of it
Cream Sauce
Bacon
Seasoning for fish:
Thyme
Basil
Soy Sauce
Salt & Pepper
Some Chilli
This sort of messy, brainless cooking always work best with leftovers. Nothing beats creating up some delicious (sometimes not) and tasty looking food using leftovers as the feeling of achievement helps alot in the appetite.
right now, I hope I wouldn't get a stomachache from eating 1 week old fish.
// posted by Unknown @ 10:13 PM
7/05/2006
question of concern
7/02/2006
a place of none
maples grew in the grove beyond the lawn
a little gate led to the hills
some of the maples were already turning red, like flames against the green
among the stepping stones on the lawn, wild carnations bloomed
in a corner to the left were a small well and a water wheel
a ceramic stool in the centre of the lawn seemed hot enough to burn anyone who sat on it
summer clouds towered over the green hills
it was a bright, quiet, ordinary sort of garden
the cicadas insistent shrilling sounded like dry rosary beads being rubbed together
there was no other sound
the garden was empty
honda realised he had arrived at a place without memories
the summer sun froze the garden in eternal stillness
- decay of the angel, yukio mishima
clear your thoughts and imagine the scene above
temporary comfort but nevertheless a brief escape
i hope it certainly helps.
a little gate led to the hills
some of the maples were already turning red, like flames against the green
among the stepping stones on the lawn, wild carnations bloomed
in a corner to the left were a small well and a water wheel
a ceramic stool in the centre of the lawn seemed hot enough to burn anyone who sat on it
summer clouds towered over the green hills
it was a bright, quiet, ordinary sort of garden
the cicadas insistent shrilling sounded like dry rosary beads being rubbed together
there was no other sound
the garden was empty
honda realised he had arrived at a place without memories
the summer sun froze the garden in eternal stillness
- decay of the angel, yukio mishima
clear your thoughts and imagine the scene above
temporary comfort but nevertheless a brief escape
i hope it certainly helps.
// posted by Unknown @ 9:05 AM
