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It’s that time again…a trip to Sunrise Asian Market.

First we decided to start off its something quick and easy:

It’s instant! It is almost identical to hot-water ramen, but it is not the same at all. Have you ever crunched up the ramen in the package and put the seasoning in and eaten it like that? Well, those are the directions for this. It comes in a few flavors, and today I tried sweet and sour. The ‘noodles’ were slightly different and were easier to break. My only complaint?  The flavor I tried was just a little spicy, and I am a big huge wimp. Here is a short educational video on the prep process:

Next, we broke into the cookies. We have had this kind before, but we thought we would share the love. They are coconut butter biscuits. They are lovely fluffy-crisp rectangles where the center is butter flakey under a thin veneer of wonderful sweet coconut.


Next, we tried something interesting. A mix of two good things. Pizza samosas. I’ve had samosas, they give me great joy. I’ve had pizza, I am not impressed with it. These taste just like samosa outsides with green pepper sausage pizza inside.

To drink: a favorite of mine, orange yogurt drink. It’s thick and sweet and delightful.

Bonus Video!  Special Guest Star, Guy Who Runs Sunrise!

So, this video speaks for itself, mostly. This is from the second day of the Asian Celebration, the weekend after Valentines weekend.

For inquiring minds: the necklace I am wearing in this video is something I made.

Oh, and I guess the costume may be interesting to you as well: Pokeball themed pinup girl.

A fun thing:

It went like this:

I have been craving butterscotch ice cream topping for a couple of weeks, but I wince every time I see the price at the grocery store. Suddenly, it occurred to me that it should be possible to make at home, right? So I googled.

I found several different recipes, and settled on one that looked simplest. And then modified it.
It started like this:

1/4 cup (4 tablespoons, 2 ounces or 1/2 stick) unsalted butter
1/2 cup (about 109 grams) packed dark or light brown sugar (I used dark)
1/2 cup (118 ml) heavy cream
1/2 teaspoon (2 grams) flaky sea salt (or 1/4 teaspoon regular salt), plus more to taste
1 1/2 teaspoons (8 ml) vanilla extract, plus more to taste

It ended like this:

1/2 cup butter (salted, it’s all I had handy)
1 cup demerara sugar (why use sugar that has had molasses added back in, when you can use sugar that never had it taken out?
1 cup half-n-half (again, it’s what I had handy. Left over from the amazing potatoes the roommate made for dinner)
couple healthy pinches of course sea salt
a splash of imitation vanilla (because I’m usually pretty cheap)

I did follow the cooking part – throw all ingredients into a heavy saucepan, stir to a simmer, let bubble for 5 minutes or so.
Like this.

It’s now sitting in a mason jar, cooling off a bit. Initial taste-testing gave positive results.
For the video-lovers out there, here’s my taste-tester with her take on it.

and then

Fried egg sunrise

on September 28, 2011 in Experiences | No Comments »

this post is for dori, who was asking me how to make these yesterday.

let it be known, my mother makes the BEST fried egg sandwich. with my winter hibernation diet in full swing, i need to eat twice as often. so today’s before dinner snack was a half-sandwich.

single hand sunrise

bread, mayo, salt, pepper, heinz spicy katsup and a fresh from the coop egg fried over easy.

by over easy i mean “with the yolk runny and delicious” and if you are not careful you get very messy. keep a napkin handy, and be ready for drippings.

delicious.

i want to thank mom for frying it up for me and the chickens for the brilliant eggs. i mean, look at this color

vivid gold

anyhow, thanks again for reading, and may the metaphor be with you.

wanted to extend my sorries to you all, as another week passes where no post has been made. school is back in session and i have been learning how to make and sell things.

so, today we get the overview of school food. every school has its own type. my middle school had terrible food. soggy pizza, crunchy rolls, and broccoli cheese that threatened mankind. as an experiment, a friend took one of the salad crunchy and dipped it in the mac and cheese sauce, then tossed it at the wall. it stuck, rather successfully. about a year later it was finally gone. it was depressing. but the day we all were excited and terrified of the most was chicken burger day. i have always had a thing against bland food, so i always added all the sauces. all of them. barbecue, salsa, sour cream, ketchup, relish, and sometimes fruit. this was terrifing for the people near me, as it was a rather messy creation, and they were curious, but usually not enough to try some. untill my lovely best friend at the time asked what it tasted like.

“sexy”

“really?” so she tried it. “oh, yeah. you are right.”

duh, i would not have made it, eaten it and told you that if i had not ment it.

 

anyway, now i am in high school, and the second one at that. the first one had good, if bland and quantity lacking food. but the new one is very health conscious and understands that we wont eat it if it is not tasty. daily we have 4 choices. a sandwich place like a fake subway, a pizza station, fake Mexican food, and  a place with a different daily choice. the daily choice is generally delicious. burger mondays, pasta wednesday and the occasional turkey gravy day. but on calzone days, and a few others, that is not my thing, so i seek refuge elsewhere. i made the mistake of trying the pizza, and the crust was gooey. not like, slightly doughy in that way most people don’t like but i find makes my heart flutter, more like, they did not cook it entirely and the sauce seeped in and ruined the structural integrity. it was a pizza to mourn for.

i also eat breakfast at school on mornings i am not late. bagels, cereal, yogurt and frozen fruit “parfait”, a daily hot choice (usually pancakes or waffles or somesuch) and milk or orange juice. after a spazzy morning last year when i ended up with cereal and juice and no milk, i found that rice crispy in orange juice are actually delicious.

also, i love the lunch ladies. two of them recognize me and say hi daily. they ask if i am sleeping better and how i feel and comment on my outfits and hair colors. they are so sweet.

 

one last thing. school does try to keep me alive, but recently i ended up with bonus metabolism. i know, people hate me; but i have to eat so much to keep a steady weight and more if i want to gain and i am trying right now. so not just school food.

first food is before i leave the house. generally a frozen burrito or toast or something fast like that.

then school breakfast

in my bag, grainola bars, onigiri, bags of snacks, little single serving packages of things, hard boiled eggs. anything i can pack.

then school lunch. i load my plate off the salad bar also, in an attempt to blot out the hunger.

more snacks to follow.

then home, another snack

and eventually dinner.

 

p.s., a lovely friend of mine introduced me to moon pies. not the marshmallow kind. the ones with the bright yellow thing in the middle. delicious Asian food. except the yellow part. none of us liked that. the rest was good, but that one part was unfortunately unpalatable by all of us.

 

anyway, much love and promises of our backed material asap.

Not our usual day for the Asian market, but who’s gonna stop us?  Huh?  No one?  Didn’t think so.

Today,  we were trying to shop on the cheap (because, you know, we’re cheap), and picked a lot of what we got because it was on sale.  It all fit with our, “try something new” thing, and it was all pretty durn tasty.

It went a little like this.







And for “speed review” of all the items shown here:

Today’s adventures at the Sunrise Asian Market:

  • a spiral creme horn
  • mystery drink
  • red pumello
  • hi-soft candy
  • coco rico

The creme horn was everything we hoped for.  Sweet, bread, creamy and delicious.  Until my assistant felt the need to point out the similarities between the creme filling and Crisco*.

The Hi-SOFT candy we were excited about, as it included ingredients like cream cheese and molasses.

Well, it tastes a lot like caramel.  Like the little chewy caramel candies.  Good, but not all we had hoped for.

Coco Rico was a coconut flavored soda.  It was coconuty, and bubbly, but it tasted…white.  Kind of like knowing that the red Popsicles all taste the same: red.  This tasted white.

 

The red pumello was not red. but we got video.

And our final installation, also in video format, was our mystery drink, which was in a can that was written in a language I don’t know.

Thanks for tuning in, and we are going to try and update more often.

*Note from Assistant: I actually said “whipped Crisco and sugar”.

Why?

on June 22, 2011 in Experiences | 2 Comments »

This is a blog about food. Details in the video.

Turkey.

on March 30, 2011 in Experiences | No Comments »

I made a turkey today.  My first one, for real.  I’ve done turkey roasts, but never full-blown turkey carcass.  I googled, I called mothers, I read packages.  I started it at 3:20 pm, and we had dinner at 10:10pm.

I had picked up an electric turkey roaster at work, hoping it worked ok.  Turns out, it didn’t.  But it did at first, so I didn’t realize that it wasn’t working until it had been off for about an hour.  Into the oven.

Having never made a turkey before, I had no idea how to carve, cut, chop…nope.  I hacked a piece off for myself and left the others to their fate.  Told the kid to have a drumstick, but she couldn’t get it off so the roommate tried to help.  He pulls on the end…and the bone slides right on out.  There he stands, naked turkey drumstick in hand, while we stand there unhelpfully giggling.

In any case, it all tastes great.  I’d put in thick onion slices and minced garlic under the turkey, and baby carrots and wedges of potatoes on the sides when it was partly cooked (yeah, that was when I realized that the roaster was no longer heating).  Gravy was made, even with soy milk it was pretty damn good.  Probably the Hunters Blend and sage in the drippings.  And the extra black pepper, white pepper…good stuff.

So the moral of the story is, don’t be afraid of trying to cook stuff, even if you don’t know what the hell you’re doing.  It might turn out like garbage…but it might not.  It might just be really really good.

I mean, doesn’t she look like she just loves it?

two turkeys

(crappy picture, I know.  Took it on the webcam)