After the past two days (a total of seventeen hours sat on delayed trains, plus all sorts of crappy interruptions in the office), today is pretty darned blissy.
I had a lovely hour-long lie in, watching the news with dippy eggies, coffee and a smoothie in bed, followed by a glorious soak in the bath instead of a rushed shower, then I started work at six.
I'm just taking a coffee break and will start to catch up on my blog-visiting when I've posted this.
As I'm peckish again now, here's something yummy that I'd never eaten before the weekend.
Joy has been introducing me to Filipino cuisine and after our Japanese lunch on Saturday she gave me some suman to try.
Suman are sweet rice cakes.Sticky and delicious!
And what fun to unwrap!
In taste and texture they are a little like a cross between sushi rice and mochi.
Joy eats hers with sugar or fries them in butter but having no sweet tooth I ate mine with a chopped mango, rocket and cracked pepper salad with a drizzle of walnut oil.
I also tried one with just freshly squeezed lemon juice and it was yummy!
If any of you Colonials mentions maple syrup I'll slap you. The rice was fragrant and sweet enough without the additional cloying, sugary crap.
They were utterly delicious!
Thanks, Joy!
As I am Meester Happy today, here's a nice happy song.
It's from the Lost In Translation soundtrack and it's Phoenix playing "Too Young".
A brief addendum:
This item from the BBC News website this morning kind of explains why I don't date the local girls. Life in Norfolk … Hey ho.
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I am a nut for Jasmine rice for the exact same reason, no need to cover it in anything. A little fresh thyme is all I put in it.
You may laugh at that poor girl with FF boobs and think, how the hell did she not know it was in there? I can attest being rather Buxom myself, occasionally things get lost there. No, it's not funny! Stop giggling.
I once had to traverse a rather steep hill to get down to a beautiful watering hole. It was so steep I had to hold on trees on the way down which was difficult with a beer in my hand. Problem solved, I put the can right between "them" and started down the hill. About halfway down there was a pile of very slippery leaves. Well wouldn't ya know it, I slid straight into a tree, arms wrapped around that baby and the beer can was completely crushed. It left circle marks from the metal top and bottom on my chest as well as bruises. Not to mention alcohol abuse. I also ran around all day with my tweezers tucked in there as I was in a hurry while getting ready for work and didn’t want to forget to put them back in my purse. So, I understand completely how that bat went moderately unnoticed.
I would have FREAKED out though if that were I. She seemed pretty calm about it.
Oh my comment was lost. Suffice it to say i said the expected EEEEK and shall be checking my underwear carefully as it comes in from the line now. Mind you, i have no need for padding... :)
good music, thanks, sugar xoxox
So glad you're having such a blissful day working from home! Not sure what dippy eggies are though. Great music video; I don't feel too bad heading off to my desk job after watching those guys haul fish. Maybe I can get my coworkers to do a little dance number mid-day. And of course the bat story is just too funny! I'll have to listed for that story on Wait Wait Don't Tell Me this weekend; it's just the sort of story they like. Maybe they'll even interview that woman! Enjoy your train-free few days!
Prudence, you are so right. Rice is yummy.
As for giggling … Who, me? Hee hee hee (sorry).
What a great place to keep stuff! I'm not sure about the beer, though; it would make it kinda warm.
Nice warm boobs do make fabulous hand-warmers.
Eek indeed, Lynn! I love bats and have lots in my garden in the evenings, but the closest I have come to that experience is finding a frog in a blanket that had blown off the line.
I currently let my man-boobs go bra-less.
Glad to be of cheer, Savannah.
xoxox
MMMMMMM Katie: dippy eggies are soft-boiled eggs siting upright in eggcups, ready to have the top sliced off and "soldiers" dipped in the yolk (finger sized pieces of fresh bread or toast).
Kiddie comfort food from my youth.
As for Bat-Boob-Girl; knowing our crappy culture of Z-List celebrity she will wind up with her own chat show. Hey ho.
Maple Syrup!! OUCH Dive! I didn't think you would really slap a woman. Even over the internet that kinda hurt.
Jasmine rice is the only rice. Well, it's my family's fave anyway. I'm pretty sure I would LOVE Suman. Now that you have explained dippy eggies(I prefer forkie), do tell us what rocket is.
As for the bat...I may or may not have a bat in my bra right now. If in 5 or so hours I keep feeling strange buzzings and vibrations, I may then get curious enough to check.
Actually I did have a small bat on my chest once. I was not nearly as calm as your Norfolkian teen though. I was on a ride at an amusement park and I looked down to find what looked like a buffalo wing(hot wing) sitting on my front right below my chin. I don't eat chicken wings so, of course, I screamed and flailed around in the swing. Fortunately I was well strapped into my seat. He was kinda cute in retrospect. Poor guy, just looking for a nice oversized bra to call home.
Glad you're having a happy day!
I love Asian food and trying new delights. I have also been experimenting as of late with my friend Lin. I recently tried some frog legs (taste like chicken) but I think I'll stick with chicken.
BTW, nothing beats Jasmine rice!!
How can I concentrate on sticky sweet rice when I read about bats in bras! Is it April 1st? It probably sucked out a pint of blood before she noticed. Was she growing fangs? Little blood dripping from her mouth? Gosh Dive, I'd be wearing a bit of garlic around my neck while stepping out in Norwich in future.
Perfectly understandable why you don't date the locals.
BTW I couldn't watch the vid. If you knew how much I hate to look at dead raw fish, you would never have chosen that one. M.B has to cook all the fish in this household. I like to eat it, I just can't cook it.
I had, um, a bowl of jasmine rice with hot milk and sugar on it for dinner tonight (being Wed., M.B was out carousing with his pals).
So, instead of chocolates would you like some single malt scotch from duty free? Lol.
Sorry Prudence but I'm giggling on two counts, having just read your comment. Next thing, M.B will be asking if we can visit the US, in particular, Peyton Place!
Shan: Rocket is a yummy herb and salad leaf. I have no idea what it is called in the US but it may need adding to the English/American Culinary Dictionary that Robyn and I have been compiling for ages (eg: coriander leaf/ cilantro; courgette/zucchini; etc. ad nauseam).
So with your own tale to add to the BBC's, it does seem that bats like boobs! Yay! Excellent taste, little guys!
Frogs legs are yummy, Rich, though over here we think of them as French rather than Asian cuisine.
Aww, Mme! You are very unfair on lovely little bats. All it takes is one out of thousands of species to develop a liking for licking goats' blood and they are all damned with the same vampire label.
They are one of the gardener's many friends (and especially friendly to a barbecue nation such as your own) as they eat oodles of icky bugs.
You hate to look at dead raw fish? Hokay, so no sashimi bars for you when we meet in London!
Jasmine rice with milk and sugar? Eek! I do hope you are pulling my leg! Ew! Hee hee.
Hokay,
Bats in the British belfries is a perfectly normal expectation of we/us colonials. One could have slightly greater consternation regarding the temporary residents of the corresponding catacombs.
The investigating journalists have clearly failed to get to the bottom of the subject.
Hee, hee, I was pulling y'r leg on the bats, Dive. I love them. One hot night we had the doors to the bedroom open and there was a little guy flying around the ceiling for a while. At first we thought it was a huge moth (I freaked a little bit at that thought) but when we realised it was a small bat - about the size of a tennis ball with wings out, we just relaxed. Eventually, his sonar allowed him to find the exit.
Australia has some huge bats though. They can carry some hideous diseases that can kill you if you get bitten though. I think it's called "lysteria". Bats! I'm going to have to google that now.
Actually it is spelled "Listeria Mono...".
http://www.health.gov.au/internet/main/publishing.nsf/Content/cda-phlncd-batlyss.htm
How about Lyssa virus? You can read an interesting article at the website above. Sorry I couldn't link it properly.
Monsieur: sadly the BBC supplied no pictures of either the bat or the boobs. Hey ho.
Mme: Whew! Hee hee. I am so gullible in my dotage.
Our bats are all pretty tiny and free of harmful diseases, though European mainland bats can carry rabies.
Ick.
Bats are cute.
Dive
Really it's wrong to think and
say French people used to eat Fogs'
legs. That's a tale!
Okay, Anon, so maybe it's just English tourists like me who eat frogs' legs when we're in France.
Escargots, too.
And horse sashimi.
Oh, and stinky cheese!
I do love the food that the French serve up to us Rosbifs.
Hee hee.
Le brouillard et la grenouille, ils riment en anglais, mais pas en français, anonyme !!
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