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ohmigod i am just famished today. it was only four? ish? hours ago that we returned from grocery shoping, and i was dizzy with hunger, and still managed to stumble about the kitchen cracking open eggs and cans of salmon and straw mushrooms. it was the bean sprouts that done it. in the car i had said out loud, “maybe i could make an omelette.”

“like a banh xeo?” asked the boy.

“um, no. i was thinking, like, a goat cheese omelette.”

“a banh xeo with pork and prawns?” he was relentless.

we had neither pork nor prawns, but in the pantry there was a tin of salmon, and in the back seat there was a bag of bean sprouts and a bag of vietnamese rice crackers covered in pork floss, sesame seeds and dried prawns.

and so there it was in the pan: two beaten eggs topped with salmon, straw mushrooms, bean sprouts, crushed rice crackers, a few squirts of sesame oil, fish sauce and chili sauce. em. i’m calling it banh xeo anyway.

but now i am dizzy with hunger again! any tales of roadside cakestops will just have to wait.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 April 2005 at 6:24 pm
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in case you were wondering, i’ve been away. i meant to give you a headzup, really, but all of a sudden i was in the car, heading off to where the grass is green and the air is clean and the birdsong is plentiful and incessant.

this cream horn was the last cake of the journey, devoured yesterday afternoon in a grassy spot in the shade of the centrelink building at bateman’s bay. more updates soonish, but first, three or four loads of laundry must be addressed.

thank you. thank you. it’s nice to be back.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 April 2005 at 10:27 am
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who wants to breakfast on supermarket bread on a fine saturday morning? not i.

with munchie maevis, who’d been up for two and a half hours since five-thirty, obliging us with a morning nap, i patted my bedhead down with a sprinkle of tapwater, checked for eye crusties, and set out jauntily and carefree for the bourke street bakery.

it is a pleasurable thing to run through in your head the kinds of bread you might come away with, while walking to the bakery. it makes the trip pass quickly, and keeps the mind free of such concerns as the fifteen or twenty muggings reported on our street over the last few weeks, some in the daylight hours, one involving my little mother three weeks ago, and one that happened to the boy just this past thursday night as he ventured out to bring us back thai food. yes. vile muggers. however, it is only eight a.m. — any self-respecting mugger would probably still be lying in a ditch somewhere, wasted from shooting up his nightly profits.

today is the earliest i’ve been to the bakery; one window is full of fresh sourdoughs, and the pattern of sweet tarts and muffins in the other is as yet unbroken. also, there is a whole flourless chocolate cake sitting on a cake stand, biding its time.

this is a common story, no? go in for a loaf of bread, come out with a loaf of bread — multigrain sourdough — and a passionfruit and grape muffin, a plum and meringue tart, a wedge of that chocolate cake and a bottle of raspberry and apple juice. i am $20 poorer, but wealthy with baked goods. it is not such an affliction. i think this girl would understand.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 9 April 2005 at 9:23 am
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if you do not hear from me in the next… whenever, it could be because the “yoshi's island” cartridge that i “won” on ebay for my gameboy advance sp finally arrived. woohoo.

the story with the cartridge is that i already have a “yoshi’s island” cartridge. what i mean by that is i already have a cartridge called “114 in 1, no repeats”, on which one of the 114 games is “yoshi’s island”. a couple of years ago, when i fronted up at the counter of a cartridge shop in singapore asking for the latest super mario game for my shiny new gameboy, the guy behind the counter asked quite sincerely, “why would you want to pay $60 for just one game, when you can buy this one –” reaching into a hidden drawer under the counter “– with 114 games for $100?”

yeah, it only kind of made sense back then too.

incidentally, “no repeats” means variations on a theme are rife, for example “mappy” is on there three or four times, where mappy is replaced in each version by mario or a rabbit or someother random 80s-style pixelated arcade type character. but, also, there are two kinds of tetris, yay.

anyway. so one day, “yoshi’s island” lost the ability to save the game progress, and i was doomed to spend eternity wandering world 1-1. let’s call it karma. or, “oh, so that’s why i would want to pay $60 for one game instead of $100 for… oh never mind.

fast forward to a couple weeks ago, when my latest ebay trawl for “yoshi island gba” yielded “new in box” for $8. before too long, the price was up to $9.50, and it was mine! it showed up in my mailbox yesterday, and after i tore it out of the envelope, i noticed that a line of print on the box read, “not compatible with other gasme boy systems”. yes, gasme.

hem. at least it saves game progress.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 8 April 2005 at 8:47 am
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yesterday it was a rather overwhelming 31 degrees, sunny and humid. so there were no steamy bowls of hot soupy noodles at the end of the walk to chinatown as the sun began its descent. instead it was a large plate of vietnamese roast pork and barbeque pork and porky-glass-noodley garnish on rice — three kinds of pork! and tangy pickled carrot and um, radish? and sweet-salty fish saucy dip! slices of cucumber and tomato! how did they fit it all on the plate? how did this overladen plate fit onto the tray with the obligatory bowl of msg and spring onion soup, and a large plastic cup of dried longan drink? how did i eat it all?

i don’t know.

also, i don’t know how today it is 19 degrees and cloudy and drizzly, but it is the perfect weather for getting out of the chiller all those prawn heads left over from yesterday’s farewell-mother lunch, putting them in a pot with some garlic, and simmering away until a rather concentrated prawn stock results. this i will save in the freezer for a(nother) rainy day.

what with the oil burner i lit to temper the prawniness in the air, the house is now filled with a heady aroma of prawns and lavender. it really is not a bad thing.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 4 April 2005 at 11:12 am
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