The things I discover when I’m listless.
Someone’s making a list of every food mentioned in Harry Potter books, from gillyweed (so you can grow gills and swim like a fish) to butterbeer to rotten-egg-flavored jelly beans. And the list-maker is actually conducting Harry Potter-themed cooking classes. I can’t think of a better way to get kids interested in cooking.
Meanwhile, chef Anthony Bourdain, host of No Reservations, one of the best food shows on TV (what can I say? I love his style, foul language included), says Gordon Ramsay’s Hell’s Kitchen on Fox network is “grotesque.” Hmmm, most everything on Fox is grotesque including its editorialized news and soap opera style coverage.
But back to Bourdain, he thinks he can spend the rest of his life doing TV food shows in China and not run of places to visit. The idea alone makes me drool.
Sigh. I so love Chinese food. I can eat dim sum and dumplings everyday for a year and I won’t complain.
The day before we left Taiwan, I stayed behind at the hotel because I felt too sick to go out (the heat! the heat!). After digesting the not-too-great buffet breakfast at the hotel, I knew I would have to go and eat out or buy take out unless I was willing to pay for room service which I wasn’t. When the sun started to go down, I thought it was okay to go out. My, bad — my nose bled while walking and trying to decide what I wanted to eat. I saw a small store selling dumplings, pointed to two items, waited until they were packed then I walked back to the hotel. Air-conditioning never felt so good.
Of course, what really happened was that I bought too much food. And when the group got back from the city tour (museums), my roommate had more food for me — tea food. I feasted, refusing to feel sorry for myself that I missed the city tour. Actually, the dumplings — eaten in the comfort of an air-conditioned room — weren’t such a bad substitute.