Originally sent: 23 August 2005 About this series M and I recently has four day weekend in Bangkok which was great for all the wrong reasons: my personal highlights were going to the movies; eating Mexican food, smallgoods, and two and half pork-fuelled hours of yum-cha; and staying in a carpeted room. M picked the… Continue reading Keeping it Riel
Month: May 2013
First mention of Dude Food? 1911
I’ve been searching around a little for the etymology of the term “dude food”. Even though its use seem to blossom in the late 80s, it seems to have been around for a long time, referring to cowboys. The earliest that I can find is from journalist and author Caroline Lockhart’s first novel in 1911,… Continue reading First mention of Dude Food? 1911
Your funds buy my food security.
The Jonas family grows pork that makes most other pork taste like that foamy pizza topping ham-substitute. If you’ve ever planned to cut down on how much meat you eat and then reward yourself with the best, this is it. You’ll remember where you were the first time that you ate it. Tammi Jonas is… Continue reading Your funds buy my food security.
“They can’t drink the alcohol or woo the ladies”
Originally sent: 27 June 2005 About this series I’m in Battambang: which is famous across Indochina for its decrepit colonial French architecture, raunchy statues of garudas having their way with apsaras and a state of sleepiness that gives the lack of English expressions for somnolence a bad name. Since the Khmer Rouge stopped firing rocket-propelled… Continue reading “They can’t drink the alcohol or woo the ladies”
“At worst, it’s an ugly manifestation of foodies’ deep-seated disdain for the poor.”
“However good the illusion, would anyone really mistake Moto’s BURGER with cheese for the fast-food familiar? No more than one would confuse an Andy Warhol silk screen of Campbell’s soup cans with Campbell’s soup.” But it is not 1962, a petit four is not a silk screen, and McDonald’s burgers are not merely a symbol… Continue reading “At worst, it’s an ugly manifestation of foodies’ deep-seated disdain for the poor.”
Ratspotting
Originally sent: 12 May 2005. About this series. I spotted my first rat on the way to work this morning which was the size of a small pony. It was headed in the direction of my house. Things bode ill. I’ve just finished my first few weeks of work and it has been incredibly hard… Continue reading Ratspotting