Ardor: Baoqi

Dear pho of Baoqi, Embrace me. Take me into your arms. Envelop me with you warm, sweet fragrant stock. Allow me to stroke the tendrils of your velvety rice noodles. Caress me all over with slices of your tender, raw beef. Overwhelm my senses with you unending leafs of basil. Nurture me with the the pure manna within your bean sprouts. Throw me upon the trapeze of your beef balls. Dear betel -leaf wrapped beef vermicelli of Baoqi, Grant me the power of our complacent leaders as my chopsticks tightens around you like them upon their stogies. Confer upon me … Continue reading Ardor: Baoqi

The New York Slice: Ludica Pizzeria

I had imagined that we were going to have a grand ole’ time trying out the board games at the restaurant and I was right. I almost felt like I wanted the pizzas to come later to our table than┬áthe more-than-a-long-while that it took them to arrive. I know for a fact that the kids weren’t particularly happy to be served their lunches in the middle of our game. The game we were playing turned out to take up too much of the surface area of our table for us to continue playing it while simultaneously handling our food. We … Continue reading The New York Slice: Ludica Pizzeria

Tokyo: Shiseido Salon De Cafe

Sad as it may be, I have to face the facts. The fact is that my two-sentence post two days ago – by far my most word-economical – has become my most “liked” post. Ever. It appears that people would much rather read my silence than my babble. So I’m going to give it to you one more time. …I’ll just say this: Every single item tasted better than it looked, and every piece looked stunningly gorgeous. …And this: Surprisingly, the best-tasting thing was the mango parfait. My daughter said that it was the most tasty mango-based food item that … Continue reading Tokyo: Shiseido Salon De Cafe

Tired and uninspired: Morak

I would never dare order alcohol in this restaurant. Never. It says it right on the printouts they stuck on their walls; they’ll check your I.D. if you look under fifty. I don’t think I have the courage. I don’t know how I would react if they don’t check my I.D. And then on the piece of paper glued to the wall right next to the alcohol deterrent they warn you that your car might be ransacked. I walked straight out of the place; without my coat; in sub-five-degree-weather. I walked into the parking lot to re-lock my car doors … Continue reading Tired and uninspired: Morak

Bad Kim Bop Is Better Than No Kim Bop: Ma Sarang at the H-Mart Robson food court

Jap Chae, Kim bop, and Korean spicy sweet fried chicken; three items surprisingly hard to find together in the same restaurant locally. It is rather easy to find Korean places that serve jap chae. A fairly substantial subset of these places also serve variations of sweet spicy fried chicken. But kim bop is rare. Hardly any Korean restaurant outside of Coquitlam have it on their menu. Why? Is it because it is too simplistic of a food item? Maybe. Is it because it is too homely of a dish? Perhaps. But why not? If the hundreds upon thousands of local … Continue reading Bad Kim Bop Is Better Than No Kim Bop: Ma Sarang at the H-Mart Robson food court

Singapore: Singapore Food Trail

Tourist infrastructure done right. Singapore. Nothing half-assed about anything. The Singapore flyer. Yes, it looks like the London Eye. It feels like the London Eye. It rides like the London Eye. But you see more of the city with the Flyer than with the Eye. You see what seems to be a complete cityscape. At the top of the wheel, when your car reaches the top, you feel large. You feel like you rule over all the skyscrapers of the peninsula. The modern marvel that is the Marina Bay Sands seems like three low-rises connected by a skimpy skybridge. I … Continue reading Singapore: Singapore Food Trail