Experimenting on foods.

[Zombie_61]

I just can't do it. Processed food. They slap a "plant based" label on it, but it's still processed food...

My problem is that I absolutely loathe cooking. I cannot stress that strongly enough, yet people still never seem to believe me. Regardless, without frozen foods, processed foods, and/or foods like pasta that require only being boiled for a while (I hate even having to do that), I'd starve to death fairly quickly without takeout or the good graces of family and friends inviting me for lunch or dinner on occasion.

 

[Trenchfriend]

Cooking is so overrated, today, in my opinion.
Selfmade Burritos with fruits, ready fish products or sausages are such a super alternative!

Forget that Döner crap or the frozen pizza.

 

[Fifty150]

I still have chicken leftover. There appears to be a couple of avocado, half a cucumber, and an open bag of chickpeas.

Leftovers on Sunday.

"Fifty, why is she still here? What if I want to stay over tonight?"

Then you two can sleep in the bed, and I'll go outside and sleep in the truck.

Sally, That Girl is still hanging around. Using the internet. She does "live cam" shows. That's how she makes a buck. Strip clubs closed for Covid lockdown. She hasn't gone back. Doesn't want to do lap-dances. Too easy to catch someone else's airborne pathogens. I have no idea why she's been doing it here, and not at her own house.

"Are you sleeping with her too?"

No Way! Mei Mei! She's a tranny. That's not my bag. I like girls without a penis.

"She doesn't have the penis anymore. Remember? She got that surgery."

I'll put the chicken in the oven on a cast iron grill pan. Remove the thigh bone, leaving just the drumstick. Cook off the fat and crisp the skin. Cook the chickpeas and puree them into a dip with a little garlic and paprika. This is California. We take avocado for granted. Just like dungeness crab. It's all over the place. Every time I turn around, there is someone dropping off a couple of them. People around here have all sorts of trees. I'm always getting donated produce from someone's yard. And most people I know go fishing or hunting. Too bad that it's illegal to shoot other people's cattle. Or I would have wild harvested steaks.

We've had this discussion before. Chef Mei wants to think that just because a transsexual is performing sex shows on my computer, that I might accidentally join in. It's just not for me. Maybe her fans may have that fantasy. But all that Sally does for me is sign for deliveries. At least she contributes. Where most people come around for a free meal, she will go out and buy the groceries with her own money. And, she buys me beer.

When a chicken has 4 legs & thighs, and 4 wings, is it still organic?

 

[Fifty150]

California Pacific Medical Center recently erected a modern hospital right on The US 101 Freeway. The 1000 block of Van Ness Avenue. Right near City Hall, Civic Center, Opera Plaza, The Main Library, Asian Art Museum, and Little Saigon. The Shot Doc said she was getting off early, and asked me to pick her up. A brand new, modern building, and my truck won't fit into the underground garage. Charging stations if you have a Tesla. Not enough vertical clearance if you have a pickup truck on a lift kit. It's a private hospital. Only the wealthy can afford to go there. Poor, working class guys like me, driving a pickup truck, have no business there.

Polk & Post streets. Pre-Covid,there was a multilevel nightclub here. Diva's. Known as the hub of the trans community. It was where a lot of transexuals hung out. Which meant that the guys who were into trans-girls, would come here to get what they wanted. A de-facto brothel with a liquor license and a D-Jay. It was the next door neighbor to Fire Station 3. As I'm at the intersection, stopped at a red light, I see activities of daily living in this part of the world.

A completely naked, young, attractive girl is acting out on the North-West corner. Erratic behaviour. Yelling at someone who only she can see. Twitching. Most likely high on street drugs and suffering from schizoaffective disorder. Nobody is stopping to help. I note that her oversized breasts are obviously implants, and the complete lack of body hair, manicure, and pedicure indicates that she has regular grooming in more lucid moments. She'll probably get thrown into the trunk of a Pimp-Mobile, all under the watchful eyes of the firefighters who are standing around in front of The Firehouse.

That's how it happens. A very nice girl gets messed up on drugs. A pimp literally scoops her up off the street by stuffing her in the trunk of his car. Then he'll keep her drugged up, beat her, and sell her. Maybe trade her to another pimp, the same way sports teams trade players. While she still has teeth, they can make her do porn and dance in clubs. Next is the escort service ads online. Eventually, she's drugged out enough that she only responds to beatings, they put her back on the street to work back alleys. The justice system has full knowledge of how pimps operate. Street corner hookers are arrested. But you don't see cops handcuffing pimps and towing pimpmobiles. Apparently, they have Civil Rights. Pimps Lives Matter. In my mind's eye, I see a neighborhood watch with baseball bats, and pimps getting busted kneecaps.

I continue down to The Wharf. There's an In-N-Out hamburger restaurant. In another political climate, it was allowed to open for business. In today's world, it is the only restaurant in The City, which The Health Department has shut down the dining room. Such is the course of events when you take a public conservative stance in the climate of Cancel Culture. I guess I'll go home and make my own burgers and fries. Lettuce. Tomato. Radish. Avocado. Potato. Beef. I better get some buns. Kroger's, or maybe Albertsons. Before The Woke Mob finds a way to shut down the evil, corporate, greed which is providing prevailing wages and union jobs. Follow the money. At the top of the nation's 2 largest supermarket companies, you find Dan Quayle and Elaine Chao.

"What is this? What do you call that?"

Ancient Chinese Secret. We emulsify an egg into oil. With a little salt, pepper, and crushed garlic. That's what we'll spread on the buns, and top the veggies with. The Doctor is slightly amused. Just slightly. With her vast depth of knowledge in the world of examining private parts for sexually transmitted infections - she's never seen anyone make mayonnaise. Nor has she ever eaten the green tops of the radish. This may even be her first time actually eating a homemade burger. What I'm finding out is that with The Doc, everything seems to be a first time experience. Her entire life up to this point has been study hard, work hard, and stay away from boys like me.

These burgers are 1-1/4" thick, weighing 2/3 lb. She probably grew up eating burgers from The King, The Clown, The Red-Head, and The Registered Offender. No offense to anyone who likes hamburgers and fries from a Pedo, luring in children with stickers and toys. There's no happy ending with The Happy Meal.

 

[Fifty150]

"Fifty, what are you making?"

Flour + Water

I've seen this done in many parts of the world. Make a dough ball. Fry it. You get fried dough. It could be a donut. It could be bread. It could be sweet. It could be savory. You can pile things on top of it. You can just eat it. When Native Americans surrendered to The USA, they were forced to live on "reservations", their hunter gatherer way of life was taken away from them, and the US Government provided bags of flour. They made "Navajo fry bread". Although referred to as Navajo fry bread, most of the other tribes made something identical.

For Aisha, I tell her it's Chinese food. I'm Chinese. I made it. It's Chinese food.

"You know, in India, there's a bread like this also."

Yeah, but I don't have any chutney or curry. In most Asian countries, there's a roadside hawker who fries dough in hot oil. A local Chinese restaurant has fried dough in all sorts of variants in the front window. The front of the restaurant is actually the deep fry station, for passersby to see them making it all fresh.

I have stir fried ground beef, with peppers and onions. There's some salad stuff in the fridge. Lettuce, tomato, radish, coriander, spring onion. And some sour cream. That will make the beef taste similar to Stroganoff. So maybe it will be Chinatown - Russian - First Nations - Fusion.

The neighborhood restaurant.

 

[Fifty150]

Other popular versions.

 

[Fifty150]

This is the most basic recipe I've found online. In case anyone wants to try it.

 

[Fifty150]

This may be the most entertaining video for Navajo fry bread.

 

[Fifty150]

It has been raining. I ran around town in a CityVan. Nobody wants to be in a "minivan" anymore. That's for drunk soccer moms who are cheating on their husbands. A European style van, now sold in The USA, which commercial users have quickly adapted to. Just like white pickup trucks, white vans are everywhere. Creepy with no windows. Creepy with tinted windows. If you commit a crime, and the radio dispatch announces that the suspect vehicle is a white commercial van, the cops will see 5 or 10 in every direction they look.

As I approached my driveway, there was another white, unmarked van already parked in the space I usually park in. Jay Man and The Fun Boy. Full patched members of the local motorcycle club. Since the shop got orders from our favorite corrupt Commissioner, and I haven't brought it in to their shop - they decided on a Sunday, to bring the shop to me. It wasn't major work. Just adding a few bolt on accessories so that I can take The Tourist on a short ride to The Desert. A 2-up saddle, a windshield, some luggage, a sissy bar with a backrest pad so that she doesn't fall off when I wheelie.

The cargo bay doors are open like they're going to kidnap somebody. There's a case of Tsing Tao. They offer me a bottle as I walk up. I notice that they are smart enough not to wear their cuts. Don't give patrol more eye candy. They casually advise me that they were ordered to ridealong. Just in case. Orders from The Prez of The MC.

"By the way, we never went inside to use the bathroom, so we didn't see Little Stevie doing his cam show in your living room." Is this the new open secret? We call her Sally now. Sally, That Girl. The surgeons did a beautiful job. You guys might as well come in.

I've got bacon scraps. The ends and odd bits that the butcher cuts off, so that he can put a nice, squared off block into the display case. Sally, That Girl, said that her sister, Big Booty Trudy dropped off a rack of ribs and eggplants. So that will be dinner. None of it makes sense. Ribs, don't go with eggplant.

I'll roast the ribs until they are falling off the bone, and make bacon and eggs. I text Trudy to let her know that I started on the ribs. And call down to The Bar, and check for messages. Liker I'm living in a hotel room, and the bar is the front desk. I glaze the ribs with the leftover sweet and sour sauce I made when I made chicken nuggets. Roast the eggplant, and drizzle some balsamic vinegar.

Betty The Bartender brings over more Tsing Tao. Trudy comes back. Now there's 6 of us. 3 guys. 2 girls. And a transexual. I didn't even have to fly to Thailand. There's enough food and drink. Nobody complains about bacon & eggs, not being dinner food.

 

[Fifty150]

When people visit, I try to steer them towards things that are unique to this location. I took my new associate to Timbuk2. Made in SF messenger bags. They are actually very well made. You also pay the cost for them to manufacture in The USA. Which means up to ten times what a bag would cost if made in Vietnam and sold on Amazon. .The real cost of manufacturing locally is paying the prevailing wage, offering benefits, then paying off every permit inspector. You can't even get an occupancy permit without an inspector approving your doors.

I was able to find pork for less than $1 per pound. Thank you Elaine Chao.

 

[Fifty150]

This could be me. Hard at work making sandwiches. Maybe.

 

[Trenchfriend]

Please downscale your pics before upload. The thread loading time drives me crazy.

 

[Trenchfriend]

If your Chili Con Carne is too boring, just add a can of thuna.

 

[Fifty150]

The raw horse looks really good. Such a delicacy is not readily available in California, where we grow fruits and vegetables.

 

[Trenchfriend]

The last time, I liked this one. I call it "Soursausages".

Take your smallest pot.
Put some ready Sauerkraut from the glass in. Take two or three sausages of choice, cut them into smaller pieces and heat them up together with the Sauerkraut. Nice little warm dish.

 

[Fifty150]

My brother in law has been dropping off Dungeness Crab. Two more today. Tossed together some random veggies I had in the house. Beets. Mango. Avocado. Tomato. 2 crabs yields about a 1/2 bowl of crab meat.

 

[green papaya]

I like eating tortillas , so I often make TACOS with anything I have around , sometimes I make veggie - cheese tacos (no meat) with lettuce or salad mix vegetables , red onions , tomatoes , tastes like a salad taco , maybe some sour cream on top

sometimes I use fried fishsticks , tater tots or potato wedges , sour cream in a fried flour tortilla

I use anything to make a taco or burrito , fried rice , hot dog , pork sausage , leftover spaghetti , cocktail shrimp , corned beef hash , left over fried chicken , chicken livers.

 

[Trenchfriend]

A very good one!

Take some Knäckebrot (crisp bread) or cracker and put some supermarket Napoli or similar tomato sauce on it. Yummy!

 

[Turnip]

For dessert a citrus smoothie today. Three oranges, two lemons, a nice dash of blueberry syrup and a few ice cubes. Peel the fruits and throw everything into a blender. Run smoothie program, that’s it. A little dash of good Barbados Rum (Foursquare or Mount Gay) is no disadvantage.

 

[Fifty150]

When you buy yeast, you have keep using it. Or it goes bad and is wasted. I like eating bread. But I still throw out yeast. I can't make enough bread to use the entire package of yeast.