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Nom. For serious.

Friday night after discussing how there was “nothing to do” I ended up letting it slip that there’s a list of bars that are allowed to continue to serve alcohol until 4am because of TIFF (courtesy of the BlogTO link here) and after researching the list and finding… pretty much none of them being places I would probably get into… we settled for Bovine Sex Club.

Where we then proceeded to drink, listen to live music, meet up with some people and then around 3:30 am rolled out of there, into Shanghai Cowgirl for some awesome Philly Cheese-steak (I think that’s all I’ve EVER eaten there) before going home.  While the idea of staying awake until 7am is awesome-tastic. It is a bit difficult on the sleep schedule.  Also with the amount of ingested alcohol, there was a definite feeling of hung-overness.  Coupled with the dehydration that probably caused all my joints to seize during the morning that we slept in… oww.

Me personally, I can’t stay in bed too late, no matter how late I entered that bed. I woke up around 8am… again around 10am… again around noon. I think around 12:30 I gave up on sleeping anymore and did the morning routine thing while cuddley-boo slept. And he’s a cutie when he’s sleeping BTW.  I finally let cuddley-boo sleep until “The crack of 3″ as he calls it, before he gave up himself and rolled himself out of bed.

Time for Dangerous Dan’s!!! Squee! Cuddley boo has never been there(?!?) and I haven’t been there in almost two years.  And there was much discussion when we arrived over what it was we wanted to order. I had to show cuddley-boo what these burgers looked like online a few weeks ago when I first started talking about the awesometastic burgers, and I think he could already feel his arteries clogging.

After much hemming and hawing, he went with what I think they’re mostly known for… The Coronary Burger Special (2x 8oz Patties, 4 Slices of Bacon, 2 Slices of Cheddar and a Fried Egg on top. Served w/ Fries and Gravy, Can of Pop) and grabbed a second Coke to wash his down with.  Me? I ended up getting The Big Pig (8oz patty, 4 slices of bacon, 2 peameal, cheddar, mayo, lettuce, tomato) and a large Elvis Shake (Chocolate, peanut butter, banana)

It didn’t take long to arrive at our table, but I think we spent a solid 20 something almost 30 minutes just trying to down the burgers that were placed in front of us.  And… neither of us actually finished. Too… much… food.

1. Coronary Burger – about the size of Cuddley-boo’s head
2. The Big Pig Burger – not quite as big, but still Epic.

Philly Cheesesteak – was awesome. Very nommerific. Also a plus that it was the first thing both me and Stefan ate that day. I’m glad I waited til we got there to eat.

Tiny Tom Donuts – Obviously, a staple any time I’ve ever gone to the CNE, and it’s a bit odd seeing them at different events now. We (Stefan) bought a dozen cinnamon. They have a deal where if you buy 3 dozen you get the 4th free, and I remember I used to buy that so I could have all 4 flavours. Crazy.

Foot long corn dog – Stefan’s purchase. I’m not a big fan of corn dogs but it was pretty epic. The skewer it came on was also massive. Difficult to dip in ketchup though, because the wiener wouldn’t move on said skewer. Still, pretty nom.

Mango smoothie – My purchase. I wouldn’t really call it a smoothie. Really it was just a slushie but mango flavoured. Although it really DID taste like mango which made it half decent. But logically it was just ice & flavoured sugar water. Meh.

Funnel cake – MY FIRST EVER! I made Stefan buy this for me because I’d never had one before, and it was fun to tell him to buy it for me. I also figured out WHY it’s called a funnel cake, it’s poured into the fryer using a funnel. I always thought you ended up with a funnel-shaped cake, like a waffle cone. I picked strawberry topping, Stefan also included ice cream for me

Pad Thai – Stefan’s purchase. He was hungry and went in for pad thai with two different chicken “items” on it. I didn’t try it, wasn’t hungry at the time. He seemed to like it okay, finished it off pretty quickly.

Fresh Lemonade – Mine. I was thirsty while Stefan had his pad thai so I went back in for lemonade (was getting sick of sugar after the funnel cake) and bumped into a girl I knew from unicycle club who was working at the booth. The lemonade was good though. Even had half a lemon in it. Sweet & sour.

Cotton Candy – Stefan’s purchase. He even was able to get it on a paper cone (instead of in a plastic bag) which was epic. And he told me the story of now working with building materials (hence his name being contractor guy) he can’t eat the pink cotton candy because it both looks and feels like the fiberglass insulation. So we picked blue. And stuffed our faces into this big puffball bigger than his head. And it melted while we ate it (probably because of the humidity) and got EVERYWHERE.

Curly fries – My purchase. I was hungry again and wanted curly fries. I thought they’d be more interesting, they weren’t. Very thin shoestring like fries which weren’t BAD… but I bought the bucket-size (in a collectible bucket) but the way Stefan held it, the handle came apart and we dropped the whole thing. They thankfully gave us a new one, cuz Stefan was a bit grumpy at it. Finished it off though, seasoning powder was very helpful.

Deep Fried Mac & Cheese – Stefan finally broke down and bought this for me. One of the two things I kept “Demanding” to eat. Deep fried butter was out of the question because the line up looked like it was a mile long. But this was almost the end of the night so we went for it. The balls were bigger than I expected, about the size of billiard balls? And needed ketchup to be dipped in, there wasn’t really any cheese or cheese taste to it. Funny, but I wouldn’t buy it again. This was one item I insisted on having photographic proof of having eaten. So I used my Motorola Razr to snap the pic, then needed to use my Nikon Coolpix S10 to take a picture of the screen on my Razr to show you lot!

Mamma Mia’s Pizza - Stefan grabbed this, and while it was the most economical meal either of us purchased during the day, it was the worst. I tried a bit, Stefan took like 3 bites and we had to leave it. Neither of us wanted it, and it looked like these pizzas were being boxed in and they were rushed wherever they were made. Disgusting. NEVER AGAIN.

Booster Juice Strawberry/Banana Smoothies – My purchase, I bought Stefan’s too. They were nom. Real banana which was cool. They used the “strawberry smoothie” slushie stuff though for the strawberry which wasn’t exciting, but I guess the easiest way for them to make the various flavours. Eh. I’d rather the real thing.

Bags of candy – Stefan’s purchase. We took them all home. He opened up two bags when we got home Saturday night… and the last one Sunday afternoon. By the time I’m writing this (Sunday night) they’re probably all empty.

Candied Apple – Stefan’s purchase. He insisted on buying it. It was pretty much the end of the night when we got it so he got a wrapped one to take home. I don’t know when he’s going to eat it but I think he will have to eat it soon otherwise it probably won’t be so good.

I really REALLY wish I brought a camera to take photos of all of this. I would start a new blog or at least set on my flickr page called “What Stefan Eats” because so far my photos are all of him with food anyways. Heh. No little camera (didn’t bring it downtown with me) no big camera (100% chance of rain, didn’t want to fry it, also didn’t want to drag it along everywhere because it’s heavy)

Nommy nommy nom!

Missed the first year of the event (I was at a unicycle convention in Ottawa at the time. While both events were fun, I definitely didn’t want to miss this event a second time ’round!)

Last year it was hilariously awesome. Lots of good food and good friends and good new people to hang around and talk to! Mix in a pretty nice day last year and it was epic. My first time seeing a full pig being thrown. (Apparently the first year included the pig ACTUALLY being thrown, as it was dropped on the ground… stories be told.)

Here’s this year’s event was this past Saturday.  Drove in alone, left alone. All well and fine for me. Brought a case of green iced tea as my contribution to the pot luck (I’m just not good with food. Last year I bought a fruit platter) and just started to stand/sit around with the people I knew and some people I got to know better.

This year I also had the chance to do the exploring expedition with some friends, missed out on it last year. It was fun & exciting. I had some awesome photos of the graffiti under the train tracks, the tracks themselves, and the river, as well as some guys we met up with (that everyone else met up with last year). I also acquired a rusty railroad spike (which I already seem to have misplaced somewhere in my car.)

Then there was the swine. Nommy nommy swine. I ended up with two bun’s full. The first with just a dijon mustard (which was surprisingly awesome. I normally dislike mustard in all forms) The second I included a cheesey mac salad in with it, which was messy, but good fun. Badur added some coleslaw to his second helping which also looked amazing.

The summer time gatherings are always fun. I miss the old days when it was a regular occurrence in the Toronto area, before my main source of such gatherings moved away. *sigh*

Here are a select grouping of photos from the event. I’m just linking to my flickr account, so you’ll be getting transferred over there when you click any one of those thumbnails!

I haven’t remembered my dreams in a while so this is going to be exciting for me. (I also haven’t blogged in forever, sorry about that my few but faithful followers!)

Full house at my place, me, my mom and my dad. Somehow I got the bright idea of cooking a “full” breakfast for myself, but without really any normal food in the kitchen. So I decide that cooking fish (my dad fishes IRL) would be a great breakfast.

Of course, I don’t know how to actually cook fish, let alone a flash-frozen whole fish with all the insides & outsides still attached. But I decided that boiling the fish would be a good way to cook it since there was not enough time to steam it before I had to leave for work. (?)

So I’m in the kitchen, boiling water, mom enters the kitchen, dad enters the kitchen, I’m for some reason boiling this fish… and I start hearing a voice about how the water’s getting kind of warm. I look around but my parents are ignoring me, and this fish that’s sort of in it’s boiling water bath is starting to fall apart so I’m picking at it a bit.

When I notice that it just blinked. My dead, almost-done-cooking fish blinked at me. Very clear eyes like it was still alive, and continues to blink every few seconds. (Do fish even have eyelids IRL???) And the voice continues more panickey about how it’s getting really warm, to finally a screaming in my head about how it hurts, especially when I stick a fork into the side & remove some flesh for my consumption.

Keep looking around, no one else seems to hear any hint of that voice that’s screaming at me about how much pain it’s in & how hot the water is.

That’s about as far as I remember sadly. I probably woke up very confused.

I generally like food. I’m open to new experiences… and I there are only a few things that I won’t eat.  While yes, I’d be what most (myself included) consider to be overweight, that’s mainly due to inactivity, and not due to diet.  I eat three meals a day and I do what I can to maintain sensible portions.

It was bloody irritating as hell dealing with my ex boyfriend and his eating habits.  I only ever watched him eat was white bread or white pasta, extra cheese, extra meat, two… sometimes three servings, and soda. Pepsi in particular.

Never any fruit (unless you count fruit punch that contained obscene amounts of sugar and maybe 5% fruit juice) never any veggies (unless you count potato chips and french fries) never any whole grains… nothing what I would consider HEALTHY.

Anytime I cooked… he would either totally super-saturate everything I cooked in hot sauce to the point that everything was glowing bright red, or just outright refused to eat it.

To either throw a ton of unnecessary seasoning onto food before even tasting it… or to outright refuse to try it because one of the nine ingredients is something you “never eat” (for no good reason) is exceedingly rude.  It’s insulting. I got sick of it, and stopped feeding him.  At my house, he’d be forced to eat or go hungry, at his, he risked getting yelled at by family members for eating “their” food.

And not only was it WHAT he ate… but HOW MUCH.  He claimed he didn’t cost much to keep around because he didn’t eat a lot. He did. He just didn’t eat frequently.  His one meal would equal three of mine. Spaghetti piled sky-high. An entire bag of potato chips. A two-litre bottle of Pepsi. All pretty much in one sitting.  Coupled with his inactivity of sitting in front of the TV, the computer, and his Xbox360 for HOURS at a time, he was somehow still mystified that he was gaining weight.

Not to mention… any time we went out for a meal at any restaurant or fast food joint, his meal would on average cost twice what mine would. And of course I was paying always the one pulling out my wallet for these meals.

His family lifestyle didn’t help either.  They all live on pre-packaged, over-processed, often frozen foods, reheated in the microwave, so it’s obviously what he’s grown used to.

It’s just sad… because there’s only so much microwave radiation one person should really be ingesting.