X had to take care of some buisness tonight that involved...some raving with Strong Bad?
That's not exactly how it went but that's all that should be told. The machine sounded like "The System was Down" up in nya!
And X did well. There was a little bit of panic for a moment but all in all, it was 20 minutes that hopefully will never have to be done again.
But how could we go take care of buisness of a rave before filling our bellies with pork?
We went to B. Cafe on 79th and oh yes, it was goo'd times.
Belgian beers were plentiful and since I was there, I decided that it'd be a shame to not have a beer. It seemed almost wrong not too so I got everyone's favourite beverage in beer form.
Ribena's awesome!
They called it black currants, which is what Ribena berries are but thanks to clever animated marketing that stuck with me since childhood, I am in the know when it comes to black currants. Which is why, it was no surprise that when I saw it on the menu as an option for a fruity beer, I was all over it.
It turned out, as I suspected, it was of the same line Beetchie brings to the house for Momma HOchie. There was the usual suspect raspberry flavour on the menu as well.
It was yum times but who would expect less from Ribena?
It was poured into a cute glass too that I wanted to buy. I wonder if I can get me one of those some place.
Beetchie, you'd be proud of me. I drank the entire thing. There was no way I would let that bottle go to waste!
Then came the choices of meal. I don't know what else was on the menu but after I saw the burger, I saw nothing else save the moment my eyes fell on some Berkshire Pig.
Thank goodness for the pig because that was super fantastic.
But first, a shot of the burger and some pomme frites that X had.
I didn't get to taste the burger that sounded fabulous because I was overwhelmed by my pig and Momma HOchie took the rest to work. I'll be back though. H1, you're coming with!
The pomme frite of course, was greatness. Mmm. I did miss the eggplant mayo but the chipotle one wasn't bad.
Back to the Berkshire Pig.
Everything was great, even the mysterious vegetable I've yet to properly identify but of course, it was all about the pig they prepared in three different ways.
Starting from left to right, the pork loin was good but that pig just got better at the sausage (mmm, I could eat some right now) and finally, belly pork. I saved it for last because like black currants, I know a pig!
The belly pork jiggled.
JIGGLED!
(which by the way, reminded me of Jello Animals I've been seeing of late)
It was crispy, uure fatty goodness.
Here's a video for proof:
Greatness.
Currently listening to: "The System is Down" by Strongbad and "Rei III" by Shiro Sagisu, from the Neon Genesis Evangelion Original Soundtrack Vol. 2.
I happened upon Knight Rider this morning as I was flipping channels. I don't have a crush on David Hasselhoff despite what Mitch *Connors* may think but I did love Kitt.
Until now.
"Hey, what's that cheesey music Kitt is playing? Kitt's not holding his lane either! And what the...a tape deck?! He should have been rockin' an ipod since way back in '87! WDA! Did Kitt just diss NY?!" - Me.
Yeah man, now it's on. For a technologically advanced auto, you're telling me he didn't have an ipod?! Tch.
And hence the reason I always liked Carr better. I'm sure Carr had a special edition U2 Ipod installed and tore up the streets of NY while rockin' some Rage Against the Machine.
Having enough of Kitt's crap for crap, I switched over and came across Highway To Heaven. Ahhh, I was remembering the good times until reality hit. "Hey, this Highway to Heaven is sounding a little preachy." - Me.
SWITCH.
So now I'm watching Danny Phantom. While it's a little preachy itself, the pretty colours, witty dialog and cuteness of the DP makes me forget all that.
A few other things I wanted to give quick mention to:
The Keane debacle continues. They've cancelled their US Tour due to lead singer Tom's rehabilitation.
On Guinea Pigs: A gross misuse of the term 'pig' because if I can't get pork out of those little bitches, then what's the point?
And the new WTF is WDA. Because sometimes you need a little "Wat de ass" in your conversation.
Velociraptors - special or smart? I've learnt that food came first on their killing agenda so nevermind a scenario of say - a brush fire surrounds them while munching on some Triceratops prey, leading to their imminent death. Whatever. At least they ensured that they were well-fed before death. That's how I'd like to go. Special animals need the most love and that's why I love them the most. Even if they are furry.
Despite it's candy taste, you shouldn't guzzle smirnoffs like you would Dr. Peppers. Oooo, headachey.
