happenings
The kitchen went smoothly even with the disturbance in the
style. There I was after 2 hrs of other thoughts clearing up.
Motivated and ready (mentally setup on my plan of action) I get
up and grab all the preparations. 2 eggs, spices, garlic/butter,
pans, mushrooms (cuz sauteed mushrooms rocks), flour-tortias standing by,
avocado paste (guacamole) ready. The glitch came when the mushrooms
were double checked, always done before cleaning routine. Low and behold
was all that evil in the world.
My fungus had a new tint to it, even with
some creative splashes of additional fungus. Be calm, be cool.
Now I almost let the strong intuition to just burn it more to
allow for the change of colors and such extra fungus. Then I stopped,
pondered and went on wondering what if. So much that my location was
back to my tranquil room.
There my thoughts motivated me to call others for their valid opinion. None was answering their fones, and there I am.. sitting with my dilemma. To burn the shiznit out of the mushrooms and possibly not have them taste good. A great idea i would like to add, or to call it all off for the lack of mushrooms. *Sigh*
The great knowledge of having eggs without supreme mushrooms
came down before me. With or without the new found glory of sauteed
rooms-of-mush?
I compromised in ways I didnt think possible. (available to those of
hunger). Eggs in a tortia was whipped up without the fungus. And there
is when the next happening came forth. My 'hey boss' drink of expresso
failed. Lucky for me I found a cappuccino version. A great substitute,
or so I thought. After two large gulps of that insanely once thought
great drink. The rest feel into the sink. Did I drop it? No I poured
that shit crap down the sink like a madman thinking it would bring
back my vanilla-macadamia kona ice coffee drinks.
Story short.. I was unsatisfied but full when I left the kitchen.
Sad sad story, I had to relate for I knew all would care to know.
How I said to my self; Self lets not think all is lost. And there
you have it.
Distracted by livejournal's xml click on the front page,
which by the way has a shload of post snapped together in a great
convoluted way. More of a better way to waste time and find others
random thoughts. That task was stopped short by a phonecall. Happy
I didn't get sucked into that one.
At the request and a great idea of Geek we went to the two new asian markets. Both grand and excellent. The 99cent ranch got me though. They had new and unseen/unheard of selections.
Like the:
Dong wong black bean doo doo drinks.
Boild solid pig blood - had this super neat rendered red color.
Corn and Cheese icecream - sickening ..my stomach almost had my body
-throw that out into the swamps that it came from.
Pig brain, I reread that label 3 times..going 'monkey brain, they sell brain, wait what? they sell..oh pig brain eww.
Cow blood right beside it, almost lowered the find of pig brains.
Beef Pizzel , think thats how that frozen beef-dick was spelled on the label.
yeah..we're gona have our own fear factor going on soon.
that show is weak..we'll get some eyeballs and brains and we're set.
Yes yes i know you wouldn't believe me..so in the week will be the task of acquire pics. posted when I return from my trip.
When good beasties comes on.. one just has to turn up the volume to feel at ease.
style. There I was after 2 hrs of other thoughts clearing up.
Motivated and ready (mentally setup on my plan of action) I get
up and grab all the preparations. 2 eggs, spices, garlic/butter,
pans, mushrooms (cuz sauteed mushrooms rocks), flour-tortias standing by,
avocado paste (guacamole) ready. The glitch came when the mushrooms
were double checked, always done before cleaning routine. Low and behold
was all that evil in the world.
My fungus had a new tint to it, even with
some creative splashes of additional fungus. Be calm, be cool.
Now I almost let the strong intuition to just burn it more to
allow for the change of colors and such extra fungus. Then I stopped,
pondered and went on wondering what if. So much that my location was
back to my tranquil room.
There my thoughts motivated me to call others for their valid opinion. None was answering their fones, and there I am.. sitting with my dilemma. To burn the shiznit out of the mushrooms and possibly not have them taste good. A great idea i would like to add, or to call it all off for the lack of mushrooms. *Sigh*
The great knowledge of having eggs without supreme mushrooms
came down before me. With or without the new found glory of sauteed
rooms-of-mush?
I compromised in ways I didnt think possible. (available to those of
hunger). Eggs in a tortia was whipped up without the fungus. And there
is when the next happening came forth. My 'hey boss' drink of expresso
failed. Lucky for me I found a cappuccino version. A great substitute,
or so I thought. After two large gulps of that insanely once thought
great drink. The rest feel into the sink. Did I drop it? No I poured
that shit crap down the sink like a madman thinking it would bring
back my vanilla-macadamia kona ice coffee drinks.
Story short.. I was unsatisfied but full when I left the kitchen.
Sad sad story, I had to relate for I knew all would care to know.
How I said to my self; Self lets not think all is lost. And there
you have it.
Distracted by livejournal's xml click on the front page,
which by the way has a shload of post snapped together in a great
convoluted way. More of a better way to waste time and find others
random thoughts. That task was stopped short by a phonecall. Happy
I didn't get sucked into that one.
At the request and a great idea of Geek we went to the two new asian markets. Both grand and excellent. The 99cent ranch got me though. They had new and unseen/unheard of selections.
Like the:
Dong wong black bean doo doo drinks.
Boild solid pig blood - had this super neat rendered red color.
Corn and Cheese icecream - sickening ..my stomach almost had my body
-throw that out into the swamps that it came from.
Pig brain, I reread that label 3 times..going 'monkey brain, they sell brain, wait what? they sell..oh pig brain eww.
Cow blood right beside it, almost lowered the find of pig brains.
Beef Pizzel , think thats how that frozen beef-dick was spelled on the label.
yeah..we're gona have our own fear factor going on soon.
that show is weak..we'll get some eyeballs and brains and we're set.
Yes yes i know you wouldn't believe me..so in the week will be the task of acquire pics. posted when I return from my trip.
When good beasties comes on.. one just has to turn up the volume to feel at ease.