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Aprile’s black tea smoked and citrus-cured Arctic char was presented with bold Thai elements (mango ketchup, tamarind puree, cilantro and curry) then lightened up with pleasing light elements including cucumber ribbons, puffed prawn cracker and edible flowers.
For the 2009 Photo-diet Project
Breakfast: prawn crackers (nothing big, going out for lunch)
Lunch: in pub - steak & ale pie, mashed potatoes, carrots, cabbage, green beans
Dinner: chicken tikka and rice and onion bhajis and naan bread
Dessert: chocolate mousse
Created with fd's Flickr Toys.
I have fond childhood memories of my father frying up huge batches of these but I had never done so myself until this night. The Munchkin really loves there and I had a ton of leftover oil from frying up tonkatsu, so I fried some prawn crackers up. It was incredible how easy it was!
Something weird happened.
I came into the dining room to find that the table was laid out with food.
There was absolutely everything I liked. Everything I liked in normal food.
There was a big bowl of EggFriedRice, PrawnCrackers, SpicyChickenMeatballs, SweetAndSourPork, TeriyakiVegetables and a few others I could not really tell you its English names.
There was even a bucket of ice-cream, coffee and bourbon for afters.
All bought for me.
In a last ditch attempt to make me eat something, my Ex and another friend of mine made the effort of putting me in a situation where my conscience would come into conflict with my problem.
Guess what I did?
I didn't touch the food.
They were disappointed.
And so was I. For the life of me I could not understand why they did that. I knew it was because they cared. But I was disappointed that they assumed that my ills could be solved by simply giving me food.
I was also disappointed because I made my Ex so sad. I know she feels helpless when it come to dealing with my issues and I do wish sometimes that she leaves me alone. She even stocks her own fridge with my once-favourite foods should I one day come over to hers feeling hungry.
I feel quite bad. It has only hit me what I am actually doing to her. I actually saw her disappointment when I yelled a 'no' to her face.
Whats more, she has done everything she could possibly do to get me out and socialise. And I always say no to her.
In the course of the inevitable arguement that followed, she pointed out that I look horrible with a skinny body and that hugging me is like hugging a bird. To prove a point, she asked me if I have anything to eat in the house. She knew that I had nothing in the fridge.
There is a part of me that wants to be better folks. There really is. But the part of me that doesn't want to bother is even bigger. The occassions when I am chipper is quite rare. Even my renewed enthusiasm for make-up and being 'all girly' again seemed to have waned with each time I pass by my hall mirrors.
A few weeks ago, I enquired about seeking therapy. Perhaps even book myself in some sort of place where I can address all my issues. Maybe even see a therapist once in a while. The thing is, those options involves me meeting people and pouring my heart out. Something I am not comfortable with. I am only just now begining to get used to the people I work with and I am really not ready to immerse myself with relations with the NormalFolk.
There is a part of me that wants to be utterly normal. To have the things everybody has and wants. I wish I could walk down the street with full confidence and without a care in the world instead of the twilight walks for crackerbread and back-alley routes to supermarkets.
But there is also a part of me that is so comfortable with the lifestyle I lead. The same part of me thats proud of the issues I developed since I was a child. I am really not prepared for some NormalFolkPsych to destroy it.
It would be so easy to adopt the obvious solution. Get out there, eat more, give in to life and be happy. But I can't. However hard I try, the image in the mirror is the culmination of years of self and inflicted abuse.
I don't really know what to do as I sit here and type this out. In a way these words help me as I can at least vocalise my inner conflicts to a machine. A machine thats connected with the scant few who understand whats going on with me.
But today was an eye-opener.
My Ex's face said it all.
I love the way these little plastic looking discs, after a short time in the microwave oven, become puffy, crispy snacks.
I don't know if the photos show what it is that well, but I'm pretty sure that is a deep fried maggot along with a part of another deep fried maggot in my food
I don't know if the photos show what it is that well, but I'm pretty sure that is a deep fried maggot along with a part of another deep fried maggot in my food
Aprile’s black tea smoked and citrus-cured Arctic char was presented with bold Thai elements (mango ketchup, tamarind puree, cilantro and curry) then lightened up with pleasing light elements including cucumber ribbons, puffed prawn cracker and edible flowers.
This was another plate that was revamped substantially on the second evening, which wasn't just visually better balanced, but the composition was also less busy. In this case the curry did overpower the subtle flavours a bit which wasn't as aggressive in the reincarnated version.
...which has somehow been bequeathed to me, sitting behind some much needed drunk-food prawn crackers.
For the 2009 Photo-diet Project
Breakfast: DC berries & cherries muesli, goji berries, banana, ss milk
Lunch: basmati rice, prawns, stir-fried veg - broccoli, red and yellow peppers, mange tout, garlic, ginger, chilli
Snack: 150g grapes
Snack: two savours and the lst of the brussels pate
Dinner (after splashy) cod & chips and a few prawn crackers and a gherkin
Created with fd's Flickr Toys.
'Chicharon Bulaklak' is a classic filipino dish - fried pig intestines (that's the brown stuff on the right) and prawn crackers. Sounds like one of those exotic asian foods but it's nothing really. Us chinese will eat anything!
This is just a reminder for me so I don't forget to buy this: Prawn crackers. These are with garlic taste and unbacked. You fry them yourself and then they grow and can be eaten.
Kroepoek: Krupuk Bawang
Had a colleague down for the day from Glasgow today, I always enjoy his visits as it normally leads to a very productive day.
Unfortunately last night I didn't sleep well at all and I've been cruising on 1.5 hours sleep all day, so here's a quick snap of a prawn cracker from our tea as I liked the delicate pattern in it, but for now I'm off to crawl into my scratcher for some much needed sleep.... :)
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Shot on black sticky backed paper with the flash set overhead at 1/2 power, background exposed out using the adjustment brush in LR for those that are interested...
Kroepoek, op de oude, verdwijnende manier...
www.omroepwest.nl/nieuws/4884229/waar-is-de-lange-kroepoe...
Mona was so patient waiting for me to take the pics before eating!
She absolutely loved the soups, so when we visit Mauritius I can definitely bring her to la Rue Royale!
Despite having a great lunch out with friends at lunch time and then heading into London, we just had to have one last Chinese takeaway for 2011 - it beats turkey leftovers - not that we've got any!
Breakfast: some prawn crackers and a banana
Lunch: assorted crackers, low-fat soft cheese, prawns and a tomato
Dinner: bolognaise (from freezer) spaghetti and brocolli
Supper: a handful of cherries. I also had - and forgot to photograph - several drinks, a sausage, two mushrooms and a few oven chips (with the neighbours)
Created with fd's Flickr Toys.
Lunch with perhaps way too much tofu.
Crispy fried chicken, fried beancurd stuffed with prawns and mapo tofu. £26.45 for the lot.
Food from New Fortune Cookie in Queensway.
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