Danica said I had to!

Me and Danica (okay fine Danica and I for all you grammar pooheads who will point that out) spend waaaay to much time talking about food. Thinking about food. Making food. Eating food.

You get the picture.

We must be the biggest fatties ever. In fact, we are. Here's a picture to prove it.

So we were talking on msn (none of this google wave nonsense for me thank you very much) and she said I should write a list of all the foods I want to cook. And because I like food, and because I like lists, I said yeah! okay!

Here goes!

1. A decent souffle. I made one once but it kind of exploded in my oven.

2. Bread that isn't rock hard. I made polenta rolls and I had the New Zealand army calling me up asking if they could use it for ammo. True story.

3. Lobster. To me, lobster exudes luxury and richness and everything that is good about seafood. I've only ever had it once. My mum stirfried it T_T

4. Foie gras. It looks terribly fatty and rich but its okay. I'm a professional. I live by the fatty code. I love fatty rich things : D

5. Peking duck!

6. Escargots. Here they come again. xD

7. Doughnuts!

8. Artichokes. I've read the articles on how to eat it, so now i just need to find some and boil 'em up! I think part of the allure is that you eat it with hollandaise sauce or melted butter. But thats okay.

9. Tres leches cake. Go on Pioneer Woman (www.thepioneerwoman.com) and look it up. I'm just obsessed with her. I love her. But she doesn't know /sighs.

10. My own sausages. : ) filled with MEAT

11. Mushroom risotto. I had this amazzzing risotto at the ASB Awards Ceremony. It haunts me to this day. It says 'Heraaaaahhhhh. Maaaaake meeeee.' Then I will eat you :)

12. Cherry pie. I wish cherries weren't so gosh darned expensive. I also wish I didn't speak all Southern when I just said that. Even the voice inside my head went southern.

13. Crepes Suzette! I made it once. I really boozed it up. But it didn't catch on fire. I was disappointed.

14. Cheese. I want to make my own cheese. Heck, I want to move to a farm and have my own cows and sheep and goats and garden. xD just kidding.

15. Babaganoush!!

16. Roast turkey with all the trimmings. Yeah. When we're all grown up and stuff you guys better keep your christmas free coz dinner is at my house!

17. Pate. Its real weird, I don't even like liver, but I sometimes get weird cravings for pate. I don't know whats wrong with me.


Man why can't i think of anything? I totally fail.

Okay this will be updated as i feel like it.
I said that about the last blog didnt I?

Oh well xD

Whoohoo! I'm on holiday!

Hello blog followers! (actually, probably just Mildred and Shelley). I haven't written anything in a while, mostly because of exams, yeah thats my excuse.

But not because I've been busy studying. No. Exams just leave me devoid of any original thoughts. And then after a while all that goes through your head is Biology and Physics. I swear, its ruining my life. I saw this tv show on Food Channel where they had tripe and I was like lol rugae ^_^

My mum was singing Macarena and I heard My Carina.

/shakes head.

(For those of you who aren't a dweeb like me, rugae are the folds in your stomach. No not those fat rolls you get after too much fried chicken, the folds in your stomach lining that has lots of secreting stuff. And a carina is the part in your trachea that makes you cough real asian and violently when stuff goes the wrong way. Yeah. Thats A + material right there.)

Anyway, I am free for a couple of months! I don't even know how many. Two? Three? Oh I do hope its three. I could do with three months rehabilition. University is very stressful you know.

I am going to bum around and be lazy. And maybe when I get tired of that I'll sleep.

I really need to find a job though. Being unemployed is really getting me quite sad (hint hint, if anyone has any recommendations where I can work that isn't McDonalds or KFC, that would be most excellent.) I have no money and with no money I won't be able to bum around to my optimum level. It really is quite a predicament, because having a job means I have less time to bum around. Oh well. I really want some money. I have about 40 cents in my bank account. I used to have three dollars, but then I spent about two on photocopying. Woe is me.

So these holidays, I will launch "Operation Get Herah A Job".
And I will get a job.

I'm also going to exercise. Oh yeah. I said it. I have the aforementioned fat rolls which should not me confused with rugae. Heck, I can't even fit into my ball dress anymore. I'm scared to try it on, incase my gigantic fat rolls rips it open. And I don't want that.

Another thing I've been dying to do is bake all this cute stuff I see on Pioneer Woman (www.thepioneerwoman.com) and Bakerella (www.bakerella.com). I know this is counter productive to my exercise but shut up!

Oh! I have to reread the Harry Potter books. Devona tried telling me Snape was good and I don't believe this hogwash for one second. Balderdash I tell you!

And that is all. I sure hope I do actually do all of this.