Wednesday 30Jun2010 1:11
Pasta in thick cheese sauce, seasoned with chilli, lime, sage and salt. Very refreshing as a late meal, make you cool down a bit actually.
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Things tagged with food
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Monday 28Jun2010 19:29
Anthony Bourdain No Reservations Chicago Silver Palm Restaurant (via cyrilic)
Sorry about the spam of food porn, but I want to go to Chicago to eat a fucking sandwich now. That’s an expense that’s a tad too high to be realistic. But if I had the money I’d do it.
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Sunday 27Jun2010 18:45
Anthony Bourdain No Reservations Food Porn Terrance Brennan (via cyrilic)
Cheese! Seriously, cheeeeeese! (And idiotic youtube comments, but I don’t recommend you read those — they’ll only piss you off.)
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Monday 15Mar2010 17:02
“ I want my mashed potatoes to be easier to chew.
— Most stupid thing I’ve heard today. I’m related to idiots. Not a newsflash but it still stings a bit to know the idiocy-gene is in there.
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Tuesday 09Mar2010 19:14
chocolate pudding
I’d kill for this right now. Or at least sit up and not force myself to surf and type with the laptop on the chest like a accordion — it’s really annoying to type like that. It probably also make me look like an idiot.
But back to chocolate pudding: yes please!
Friday 08Jan2010 20:27
What is knäckebröd* in English? I have no idea what so ever. Do you even have it? No clue about that either, it’s this hard thin bread that’s crunchy. Ah, read on the box: crispbread. And oh, what a box! Vilmas Knäckebröd has wonderful boxes, but this one’s even better than their usual. I mean: crispbread in a Hellraiser puzzle box**?! Fuck! Yeah!
*) Spisbröd for the Northern folks.
**) Not really a puzzle though. You just open it.
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Friday 27Nov2009 1:59
Worst ordeal ever. Went to the kitchen to find something to eat and discovered that I was completely unable to make a sandwich. There was no bread. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to make something more complex at two AM. So I’ll go and see what I can find further inside the cupboards. It might kill me, but hunger demands food or I’ll be even more unable to sleep. Which is never fun unless it happens to someone else.
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Saturday 31Oct2009 0:47
Watching Top Chef Masters — all the teamwork, and humour and all that is amazing and makes it really better than the normal TC — and one thing hits me hard. I miss the book and food meetings in Upsala. Sure, they didn’t last long but it was nice while it did. Friends talk about books while they eat, it can’t go wrong. Really. I want to do that more often. Regularly even.
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Monday 18May2009 17:29
If it were up to me, I’d make Bucatini (Barilla no. 9 for those who shop around these parts) the popular pasta sort. Not only because you can use it as a straw and try to breathe through it (and then suffocate because the hole is too small), but because it is the superior.
It’s thicker, and more tasty and not as boring. Not boring is an important part. Food shouldn’t be boring, or for that matter, taste bland. Food that doesn’t taste good is a waste of both time and energy.
Sunday 19Apr2009 0:03
Faked Thai For Evenings When Everything Is Closed
While Fred was still reading this, Abelardo passed him over another card, this on for the Full Chicken Richness Canned Soup Company. “You must visit me,” he said. “Most of the time I am home.”
— Avram Davidson, Full Chicken Richness
- Boil a cup of rice or whatever quantities you want.
- Cut the chicken into bits and fry them. Right now, I used leftovers. It was much faster.
- Cut the yellow (or in worst case scenario: green) paprika, and use the scissors on the onion leafs, and then cut the red chili pepper — one is enough, not one bit but one chili pepper fruit.
- In a frying pan, pour a bit red wine vinegar and some oil and mix in cajun spices, coriander, garam masala (careful! Not too much damnit!), red curry, ground roasted garlic, salt, sugar, black pepper, and some crushed peruvian pepper. Stir about a bit so that it’s this… brownish paste. Turn on the heat and when it’s a bit hot, pour over the newly boiled rice.
- Stir about even more, add turmeric for colour and some Japanese soy. When you’ve stirred and the rice has gotten this yellow colour and has fried a while: add the paprika, onion, and chili peppers. Fry! Fry some more! Then add the chicken bits.
- Eat it.
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Tuesday 10Mar2009 1:08
It’s kind of late, but not as late as usual. I sit here, really bored, and drink a cup of hot cocoa.
In some ways, today has been fucked up. Not that anything particular happened but rather all the stress from yesterday — I know, I say I don’t do stress but apparently I do albeit under very specific circumstances — was over. So the head was… Odd is probably the right word. Odd and bored. No sense of time and the thoughs just shut down occasionally.
This state of mental unrest almost made me go out to fetch the mail in underpants earlier. Not a good idea, I could have scarred the minds of numerous young people. (Four? Perhaps five? Most kids in the school across the street don’t play on that side anymore.) Thankfully I realized what I was about to do when I had my right hand on the door handle and said “Uihuhuiuhi! Stop!”
Anyways, the cocoa is good. Bitter and sweet. How’s your night?
- Lactose free milk, one big cup’s worth.
- Milk heated on stove,
- with a few spoons of “Oboy” milk chocolate-powder (free of milk products),
- and one tablespoon of cocoa,
- and one and a half tablespoon of vanilla sugar,
- stir like crazy to simulate steamed milk and stop it from burning in the bottom of the pot.
- Lactose free whipped cream, one tablespoon on top in the cup.
Monday 02Mar2009 16:23
If I wanted to I could make a weird want list, but right now some whipped cream on top of this cup of hot cocoa would be rather splendid. Other things that would be nice is one of those things that can steam milk. You know, they usually come with an espresso machine?
Since I don’t have a steam pipe for food, I had to resort to use the wisp as a maniac while the milk (lactose free) was on the stove. Later, when everything was in the cup, I mixed in some vanilla sugar and extra cocoa. Sweet? Yes, just about right. Bitter? Fuck yeah. It is deemed to be wonderful by five secret judges — although none of them were allowed to taste, this cup is mine damn you. But I told them and they trusted me, so there.
