Today is Monday, May 10th, 2010 and it is now 143 PM here in Brooklyn, New York City.
When I last blessed you with my wry but discerning intellect I was at a baby shower that was just getting underway in a South Bronx housing project, dreading the impending rumble slash fart of Reggaeton that was about to rip my hemmorhoids apart...
My friend paid 140 US to have it catered. What does one get in New York City for 140 Dollars? Well, HE got 1 "pernil" (Hispano-Carribean roast shoulder of pork, marined in sour orange juice and/or limes, garlic, oil and herbs, then slow roasted untilb the skin/crust is crackling and the meat distentegrates off of the bone). 2 "pollos asadao" (chiken done up pretty much the same way EXCEPT rotisseried, which come to think of it is 1 of the 2 traditional ways "pernil" is done although noone really bothers anymore. The 2nd traditional way is to do it as Jamaicans do "jerk," without the spiciness. In other words, dig a 1 meter pit, put sand on the bottom, gravel and then flat river stones all across the bottom. Start a wood fire atop, when it dies down and the rocks are red hot, put your meat on the rocks/stones, baste that meat VERY well, cover with a piece of corrugated roofing tin or zinc, cover with stones, bury in soil and dig up 36 hours later...Wow, get me off on a fucken' tangent yah?
He also got 1 baking pan full of "platanos maduro," which are yellow plantains, deep fried as is in oil. Plantains for those unaware if a cousin of the banana, looks EXACTLY the same although about 3 times fatter and longer. When green, or "verde," you can cook it a couple of ways. If you have no oil, or just dig the taste of boiled tubers (potatoes), you can place it in a pot of simmering water, with ot without salt, oh so simple.
Usually though, Caribbean-Hispanos will slice it, smash it flat with the bottom of a cup, etc, season it with "adobo*" (which in the US usually means store bough powdered adobo or worse, "sazon*".
*What in the world is "adobo"? It is a Caribbean-Hispano dried/powdered seasoning, usually "Goya" brand. Goya is another story in itself but enough of my verbose, encyclopediac bullshit.
*"Sazon" is pretty much the same with a shitload of "achiote" for yellow colouring and Good old "MSG" (monosodiumgluthamate), the crap Chinese takeaways stopped using in the late 1980s (except in NYC ghettoes...
So, they do all that to the slices, not complicated at all trust me, and then they fry it in just a coating of oil in a skillet. They are OK as long as I slather them in Carribean-Hispano hotsauce like "Goya," etc.
He also got 1 baking tin of Puerto Rican style "Arroz con Gondules" (Rice and Pigeon Peas/Field Snaps). Puert Ricans eat their rice, almost always, yellow. They never use "Zafra" (Saffron) like a true Spaniard would and well they should not at a price literally higher than gold gramme per gramme, and without the importation fee (not grown in the Carribean traditionally). Pigeon Peas aka "Field Snaps" as American Blacks call them, are little field legumes, they taste mighty good to yours truly.
Funny, when I first began my BL Journal, the progenitor of this BL Blog, it was to emulate 2 people I admire so very much. 1 was Crystal Callas aka "Maria Callas" as her current screen name is known (for the last 4 years). She is incredibly creative and though she posts barely at all now, despite still Moderating at least 1 forum, her entries used to incorporate all sorts of different media.
More to the point, for this spiel, the 2nd person I admired and wanted to emulate, was a Malaysian bloke, a BL memeber, who used to Blog offsite as "Sixthseal," at his own domain.
He fucked himself up by being absolutely honest. I will get to that in a second. I really admired how he anal retentively catalouged every take away meal he experienced, complete with photos nicely done up. Malaysia of course has incredible cusine as compared to the Philippines, forget about the SOUTHERN Philippines which has about 7 dishes, and most people eat only 2 or 3...
I also admired his absolute and brutal honesty. It is why I crazily committed myself to posting under my actual full name, listing my actual street adresses, my employment info, actual psychoactive (drug) intake, and many illegal activities. I went so far, on my BL Journal, to talk about a 4 hectare poppy crop I was growing in the Philippines! At the time that was a fucking capital crime (the growing, not the "talking," no "Conspiracy" statutes like its faux-fascist degenerate Uncle Sam.
Anyway, Sixth did that (except his street adresses) and ended up in a Malaysia Court, sentenced to 2 years in a state in-patient rehab for simply USING drugs that were prescribed for him...albeit he did admit he wanted them only to "get high."
My own sad and terrible experiences with my own anal retentive honesty was having some BL dickhead call my NYC police precinct (the 40th )Precinct by the way hahah) and report a "tip," that I had committed a MURDER. Hahahahahah.
I talked about it on the Journal, even got Lacey (LaceyK, another Mod) wound up...
It was a Sunday evening about 10 something in the evening? I was sitting in my briefs catalouging NY Times articles on the Mid-East, spread out on my bed when 4 plainclothes pigs kicked open my bedroom door.
In NY, any legal resident of a dwelling is allowed to give verbal permision for a Warrantless Search. The "DTs" had knocked on my front door, asked directly if they could search, and Rizzabeing the law-abiding square that is said "Of course officers."
After kicking in my door (literally) and putting me in a 4-point pin on my bed, face down in newsprint, they seacrched the room oh so carefully. I am not a virgin to the system so I did not even bother saying a word...About 20 minutes later they realised they had been played, looked pissed. They did not say a word other than, "Did you hear gun shots?" Whatever asshole, play it off, just haul ass... They did,and away the issue went.
Afterwards I was horrified to realise how I appeared! Sitting in my drawers, with a giant scissors cutting out newspaper articles, with a huge pile of them? I am sure those cops thought I was a top-flight nutter, John Hinckley the 4th or whatever Federal nutjob in America (granted, the country DOES ha gets all the attention these days (or conversely, in THOSE days since it was after all, something like 2003).
Honesty DOES have a price. All in all I appreciate my decison it has been very rewarding for me intellectually. I found that online people will often shout silly insults and horrible thoughts that would never have the balls to comw close to saying in public I also found that so many people lie their ass off.
There was a poster, he probablly still posts here since he was always changing his ID. This poster would get into a discussion with me in CE and P Forum (Current Events and Political) and...for example...let us say the discussion revolved around the West's lust for fossil fuels, and how on some level (according to me) it does justify the West's intervention in Iraq, etc, etc.
He would respond that he used NO fossil fuels. He walked or rode his bicycle, never even took mass transport. I would reply along the lines of, "Well, you DO use plastics yes? You ought to research how plastics are manufactured," HINT. I would needle him, telling him that PC he was using incorporated plastics. His amazing reply? Mind you I am NOT embellishing! He responded, "My PC has a wooden case and all bio-degradable materiels. I built it from a kit myself!" Hahahahahahah.
This is EXACTLY one of the things I hope to avoid. If I offer up unfettered honesty, it may just inspire others to dot the same, at least part of the time. Never works of course but fuck it, was worth a shot. In the end it is good my character.
So, getting back to "the food"....140 US for what would have cpst from that same resturant much less than 50 US, IF one picked up themselves and did NOT use the word "catering." What was this "catering" anyway?
A teenager drove over his mum's compact car, lifted the boot and delivered 4 baking tins!!! Can you say, "Robbed you without a pistol?"
I am running mad long in this post so that I will post now to ensure the "character count/limit" does not kick in and screw this entry up.
(Edited for spelling)
When I last blessed you with my wry but discerning intellect I was at a baby shower that was just getting underway in a South Bronx housing project, dreading the impending rumble slash fart of Reggaeton that was about to rip my hemmorhoids apart...
My friend paid 140 US to have it catered. What does one get in New York City for 140 Dollars? Well, HE got 1 "pernil" (Hispano-Carribean roast shoulder of pork, marined in sour orange juice and/or limes, garlic, oil and herbs, then slow roasted untilb the skin/crust is crackling and the meat distentegrates off of the bone). 2 "pollos asadao" (chiken done up pretty much the same way EXCEPT rotisseried, which come to think of it is 1 of the 2 traditional ways "pernil" is done although noone really bothers anymore. The 2nd traditional way is to do it as Jamaicans do "jerk," without the spiciness. In other words, dig a 1 meter pit, put sand on the bottom, gravel and then flat river stones all across the bottom. Start a wood fire atop, when it dies down and the rocks are red hot, put your meat on the rocks/stones, baste that meat VERY well, cover with a piece of corrugated roofing tin or zinc, cover with stones, bury in soil and dig up 36 hours later...Wow, get me off on a fucken' tangent yah?
He also got 1 baking pan full of "platanos maduro," which are yellow plantains, deep fried as is in oil. Plantains for those unaware if a cousin of the banana, looks EXACTLY the same although about 3 times fatter and longer. When green, or "verde," you can cook it a couple of ways. If you have no oil, or just dig the taste of boiled tubers (potatoes), you can place it in a pot of simmering water, with ot without salt, oh so simple.
Usually though, Caribbean-Hispanos will slice it, smash it flat with the bottom of a cup, etc, season it with "adobo*" (which in the US usually means store bough powdered adobo or worse, "sazon*".
*What in the world is "adobo"? It is a Caribbean-Hispano dried/powdered seasoning, usually "Goya" brand. Goya is another story in itself but enough of my verbose, encyclopediac bullshit.
*"Sazon" is pretty much the same with a shitload of "achiote" for yellow colouring and Good old "MSG" (monosodiumgluthamate), the crap Chinese takeaways stopped using in the late 1980s (except in NYC ghettoes...
So, they do all that to the slices, not complicated at all trust me, and then they fry it in just a coating of oil in a skillet. They are OK as long as I slather them in Carribean-Hispano hotsauce like "Goya," etc.
He also got 1 baking tin of Puerto Rican style "Arroz con Gondules" (Rice and Pigeon Peas/Field Snaps). Puert Ricans eat their rice, almost always, yellow. They never use "Zafra" (Saffron) like a true Spaniard would and well they should not at a price literally higher than gold gramme per gramme, and without the importation fee (not grown in the Carribean traditionally). Pigeon Peas aka "Field Snaps" as American Blacks call them, are little field legumes, they taste mighty good to yours truly.
Funny, when I first began my BL Journal, the progenitor of this BL Blog, it was to emulate 2 people I admire so very much. 1 was Crystal Callas aka "Maria Callas" as her current screen name is known (for the last 4 years). She is incredibly creative and though she posts barely at all now, despite still Moderating at least 1 forum, her entries used to incorporate all sorts of different media.
More to the point, for this spiel, the 2nd person I admired and wanted to emulate, was a Malaysian bloke, a BL memeber, who used to Blog offsite as "Sixthseal," at his own domain.
He fucked himself up by being absolutely honest. I will get to that in a second. I really admired how he anal retentively catalouged every take away meal he experienced, complete with photos nicely done up. Malaysia of course has incredible cusine as compared to the Philippines, forget about the SOUTHERN Philippines which has about 7 dishes, and most people eat only 2 or 3...
I also admired his absolute and brutal honesty. It is why I crazily committed myself to posting under my actual full name, listing my actual street adresses, my employment info, actual psychoactive (drug) intake, and many illegal activities. I went so far, on my BL Journal, to talk about a 4 hectare poppy crop I was growing in the Philippines! At the time that was a fucking capital crime (the growing, not the "talking," no "Conspiracy" statutes like its faux-fascist degenerate Uncle Sam.
Anyway, Sixth did that (except his street adresses) and ended up in a Malaysia Court, sentenced to 2 years in a state in-patient rehab for simply USING drugs that were prescribed for him...albeit he did admit he wanted them only to "get high."
My own sad and terrible experiences with my own anal retentive honesty was having some BL dickhead call my NYC police precinct (the 40th )Precinct by the way hahah) and report a "tip," that I had committed a MURDER. Hahahahahah.
I talked about it on the Journal, even got Lacey (LaceyK, another Mod) wound up...
It was a Sunday evening about 10 something in the evening? I was sitting in my briefs catalouging NY Times articles on the Mid-East, spread out on my bed when 4 plainclothes pigs kicked open my bedroom door.
In NY, any legal resident of a dwelling is allowed to give verbal permision for a Warrantless Search. The "DTs" had knocked on my front door, asked directly if they could search, and Rizzabeing the law-abiding square that is said "Of course officers."
After kicking in my door (literally) and putting me in a 4-point pin on my bed, face down in newsprint, they seacrched the room oh so carefully. I am not a virgin to the system so I did not even bother saying a word...About 20 minutes later they realised they had been played, looked pissed. They did not say a word other than, "Did you hear gun shots?" Whatever asshole, play it off, just haul ass... They did,and away the issue went.
Afterwards I was horrified to realise how I appeared! Sitting in my drawers, with a giant scissors cutting out newspaper articles, with a huge pile of them? I am sure those cops thought I was a top-flight nutter, John Hinckley the 4th or whatever Federal nutjob in America (granted, the country DOES ha gets all the attention these days (or conversely, in THOSE days since it was after all, something like 2003).
Honesty DOES have a price. All in all I appreciate my decison it has been very rewarding for me intellectually. I found that online people will often shout silly insults and horrible thoughts that would never have the balls to comw close to saying in public I also found that so many people lie their ass off.
There was a poster, he probablly still posts here since he was always changing his ID. This poster would get into a discussion with me in CE and P Forum (Current Events and Political) and...for example...let us say the discussion revolved around the West's lust for fossil fuels, and how on some level (according to me) it does justify the West's intervention in Iraq, etc, etc.
He would respond that he used NO fossil fuels. He walked or rode his bicycle, never even took mass transport. I would reply along the lines of, "Well, you DO use plastics yes? You ought to research how plastics are manufactured," HINT. I would needle him, telling him that PC he was using incorporated plastics. His amazing reply? Mind you I am NOT embellishing! He responded, "My PC has a wooden case and all bio-degradable materiels. I built it from a kit myself!" Hahahahahahah.
This is EXACTLY one of the things I hope to avoid. If I offer up unfettered honesty, it may just inspire others to dot the same, at least part of the time. Never works of course but fuck it, was worth a shot. In the end it is good my character.
So, getting back to "the food"....140 US for what would have cpst from that same resturant much less than 50 US, IF one picked up themselves and did NOT use the word "catering." What was this "catering" anyway?
A teenager drove over his mum's compact car, lifted the boot and delivered 4 baking tins!!! Can you say, "Robbed you without a pistol?"
I am running mad long in this post so that I will post now to ensure the "character count/limit" does not kick in and screw this entry up.
(Edited for spelling)