I especially like eating the ends of the bar. YUMMY! I have been trying in vain to search for a picture online. Instead I arrived in choco-heaven![…]
Cheapoh Food part III I seem to have the same attention span for food as I do for music. Last year I was knee-deep in Japanese cuisine, this year I am trying to learn all about Italian pasta. But there’s still a few Japanese recipes I adhere t[…]
Last night we had a massive junk food fest after what seemed to be a never ending working day. We both ate a humongous amount of french fries and a bicky burger and a curry frikandel and some chocolate and… This morning we woke up with a dead r[…]
Ajinomoto is japan’s MY favourite food brand these days. I am not referring to the animal food they produce – though it worries me, it might end up in my Cook Do sauces. So yes, I am a Cook Do afficionado (and a food-neurotic but thatR[…]
Write it down! If (y)our stomach NEEDS FOOD NOW, then the next recipe delivers that in about 15 minutes. Cook 2 chicken fil(l)ets in ten minutes. Heat can of creamy mushroom soup. Add one (two, three,…) spoon of curry powder. Cut up chicken i[…]
Boomkat fails in the method act with The Wreckoning. The surface has Moloko written over it, but then you scratch underneath and realize nothing’s THERE. So turn it over and revisit Flipside. (Gosh, I fell for that one, no?) That classique sing[…]
30 Seconds Over Dayton Brainiac’s ‘NOTH1NG 3V3R CHAN935’ would have been Walter Benjamin’s wet dream. It never really sings about the bricks, dirt and whatever else you can’t find outside suburbia… but it sounds ev[…]
The Roots’ Sacrifice Previously this Philadelphia Hip Hop crew claimed ‘Things fall apart,’ but with the right attitude the comeback can be miraculous. And it is. Phrenology – the most multi-layered title since “Muse Sic[…]
… I would nominate Radiohead and Indie – so a combination of the two genres is bound to keep every body off the dance floor. You can listen to Beer Barrel Polka on Frank’s website. And if that isn’t enough, Ethel Merman’[…]
Quite frankly, if ever I encounter the inventor of The (quirky and preferrably plural) Noun for Garage bands, I’ll hit him with my special edition Stratocaster. But for all you Datsuns/Barracudas and Vipers loving fuzz-freaks, I direct you to t[…]