Fridge Clearing

Another result of my fridge clearing exercise.

I found stale bread and pork chops in the freezer, chorizo sausage and cheese in the chiller, mushroom and stout in the vegetable compartment (don't ask me how that happened).

So the stale rock hard bread was grated and along with that some pepper and dried herbs were added to make bread crumbs. Then the pork chops were given some bitch slapping and forceful pummeled to flatten and tenderize them. That was good fun, good exercise and good stress reliever. Next a little section of the chirizo and grated cheese were wrapped in the flattened pork chops, rolled them in the bread crumbs until fully covered. That moment I realized that it would be nice if sage was added into the wrap. Sage and pork are the best of mates. Well I forgot to pick up some and it was too late then anyway. Moving along, a quick fry up in olive oil all around and then straight to the preheat oven. As the piggies were enjoying their sauna, I quickly whipped up a mushroom and garlic and stout and cream reduction sauce.

Chow time!

Counting Days

"I don't do no waiting." I once told a friend. Waiting simply drives me up the wall, and then off the wall too. Back in my school days, I once broke my wrist watch by whipping it against the wall continuously because I got fuming mad waiting for dad to pick me up.

That's me. I hate waiting. To me, it's just excruciatingly painful doing nothing while watching the time slips by and anticipating that something to happen.

But sometimes, when there is waiting, there's hope. It is like waiting for the batter in the oven to rise up to its firm puffiness and release the aromatic fragrance into the kitchen. And of course, there is that sinfully tantalizing brownie making all the waiting such a rewarding experience. That waiting I can do.

I suppose something (or someone) is worth waiting for. That waiting, with that hope, hope of better, yearn for the reunion, is surely powerful. I no longer dread it. It makes me smile waking up in the morning. My heart dances in delight with each passing day, looking forward to the rendezvous.

Sometimes, waiting can be such a bliss

Creamy Silky Smoothness

Do you know that celery is a negative calorie food? It means that it requires more calorie to digest celery than the caloric value of celery.

Do you know that celery also enhances the release of pheromones in you? It means that you'd smell better and have better luck with the ladies.

Therefore, I love celery. I eat a lot of celery. I eat them raw. I like the crunch. Of course I don't mind the pheromones.

Well apparently not quick enough though. I found a few weeks-old celery growing in the vegetable compartment of my fridge. They needed to go. So I uprooted them, cleaned them, cut them and boiled them up along with a diced potato and a chopped onion in a broth, until they turn soft. After cooling it down a tad, the soup was put in a blender and blended to silky smoothness. Then it was put back on to the heat while adding in some cream to thicken the soup to creamy silky smoothness.

Served with whole wheat toast with cheese and crispy pork rinds and friend sage leaves.

Lunch's ready.

Arrrgggghhhhhhhhh...

Stressful day at work. Almost losing it, almost. I just wish I could shout out loud at the top of my voice. Hear me roar!!!!!

Double Whammy

Something's off.

I've been crazy about chocolate desserts lately. Over the past weeks I've been baking (and of course eating) chocolate fudge cakes and brownies, all by myself. I'm letting myself go, I'm getting fat!

I finally found a simple brownie recipe from Jamie Oliver and successfully baked one. I don't think Jamie would mind that I tweaked it a bit, by pouring in loads of chopped walnuts and dried cranberries. I also added a dash of expresso for a bit of a caffeine kick.

This is how I like it, serving it warm with a huge dollop of ice cream, more fat! What I'd like to call a double whammy.

But hey, live a little, right?

Orgasmic Cocoa

Although I am no calorie counter, I am conscious about what I eat for my meals. After working out regularly in the gym, perhaps eating balanced meals, timely and with the right portion is the second rule I follow religiously to shave any unwanted fat off my body.
Last Friday evening, I bought this chocolate bar to be used later at night for baking. As I got started to bake, I broke off a square of the chocolate for a nibble. It was so good, orgasmically good. The velvety sweetness with a tint of a bitter after taste. Superbly balanced and enticing. It was 62% raw organic cocoa, all the way from Peru.

Why had I not seen this on the shelf while I was traveling in Peru?

I couldn't help myself from eating, I felt like Bridget Jones. I just kept eating and nibbling and chewing and swallowing. I ended up downing the whole thing.

It was 11.00 at night. Well, more laps in the pool over the weekends then.

Are You Listening?

GST and MyCard to buy petrol, a couple of government proposed policies that were taken off before they take off. The PM said the proposals were shelved after the government considered the tidal of unfavorable feedbacks from the public towards those proposals. He was listening to the people. The government was listening to the people.

But why are those who were rejected by the people during the last general election still occupying high posts in his Cabinet line up?

Dear PM, you said you are listening?

Are you really?