homecooked quiche lorraine loaded with bacon and gruyère cheese. my first time to have a taste of this french treat. it looked to me like a chicago-style pizza but when i took a bite i realized it’s a whole lot different from it. it’s made with pastry crust and the delicately creamy taste of the french cheese goes really well with the familiarity of mr. bacon against the palate. this certainly goes into my “please seh, canna have some mo” list. (pardon the image quality, i only used my shitty phone)
belleish quiche lorraine, your score is 4.5 gorillas out of five.
yesterday, my girlfriend brought me a huge slab of chewy yummmy brownies which she baked fresh and hot off her alchemical oven. its made with, because she knows its my fave LSD substitute, the finest belgian dark chocolate which she bought from a sleepy lil’ baking store near shaw boulevard. it hits the mark in my bittersweet gauge, it’s got the fresh crunch of them walnuts against your molars and that certain chewiness that i so dig in brownies and cookies (nope, i dont like them crumbling the shit out).
belleish dark chocolate brownies… your score is 5.5 gorillas out of five.
im a self-proclaimed dark chocolate connoisseur (nyahaha) but i’ve never tasted a dark chocolate flavored gelato. well, until last weekend that is.
my girlfriend usually gets her fix of kitchen narcotics for her culinary class in Gourdo’s World Market in greenbelt and being an anthony-bourdain wannabe, my ass is always excited to tag along. its a place where the “world market” line is nothing but appropriate. they have everything from fancy baking molds to laser sword german knives, from rice pilaf from the med to extravagant foie gras from france. last weekend while she was on the hunt for her stuff, i convinced myself to try their gelatos sitting on the back end of the shop. and there it was, the god-cursing and deliciously sinful dark chocolate gelato. im just out of words to describe it. yes, im not very good at describing the taste of something, i always end up sounding too mediocre haha. so you just hafta try it for yourself, mate.
dark chocolate gelato… your score is 5 gorillas out of five.
Russell Peters is coming to manila next week! Shit. how friggin much is the tix? 3500 for the far back and a whopping 5 grand in the middle of the NBC tent (yes, the first few rows are already taken by so called VIPs and sponsor honchos). damnit. damnit. damnit. this is like a hip-hopper’s 50cent concert or a clubber’s BigFish production. damnit.
it’s worth more than 50 grand even if it’s just lying down there in our own friggin Sulu Sea.
with that amount of stash, you can get your arse outside the country and do more than just diving.
it will be a week-long vacation but it’s all diving and live-aboard scenes. i havent tried them luxurious live-aboards and the thought of waking up to dive and drinking martinis in the evening is a sweet script but the same action for the whole week? no thanks.
if im gonna dish out 50 grand in one huff in one place, i’d choose a place where i’d be able to dive, hike, swim, bum around on the beach, experience its culture, taste its exotic foods and interact with the locals.
and again, 50 grand for a week, i think i’d rather put it into my truck fund.
so bottomline is, i cant afford it and i dont wanna save for it.
this morning, she told me about this one episode of No Reservations where she saw the lanky sarcastic (and my personal hero haha) chef collaborate with morcheeba. im one of mr. bourdain’s biggest fan and i listen to alotta morcheeba but i havent heard about such shit. so while i wait for her to finish downloading the whole season 5, ive searched for the track in youtubeworld. and im diggin it.
