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the ultimate buttered noodle

It’s May.  The wild tree-sex month.  There are “organic matters” in the air carrying a vicious assault on my eyes, nose and throat, bashing my brain into a piece of stiff, over-chewed gum.  Who knew that these stationary stick-figures could get so violent and nasty in bed…?  Every year, trying to peddle through this merrymaking...

The Way Rome Intended…

EVERYTHING… IMPECCABLY CRAFTED. NOTHING REFINED. I opened my eyes and stared into a rustic, antique wooden-ceiling. I had a similar scene as I rolled over to see the antique table and chair set alike to the antique chairs for sale I see when walking through the old market in my home town. I like the...

Golden Foundation

(简体)(繁體) I know that I may have been a little (a little?) explicit about my harsh feelings toward this sad little place called Beijing. But I realized that sucks-ass it may (or certainly) be, moving here is undeniably a blessing in disguise when it comes to how my cooking has evolved. With all the convenience...

To Roll, or Not To Roll

(简体)(繁體) Like standing in the DMV queue and being asked (judged simultaneously too) if I wanted to be an organ donor.  Or whether to leave my BJ apartment on a PM2.5 hazardous day for groceries or starve with cheese crackers.  Or whether to spend the last scrap of my monthly budget on the air purifier...

A Roman Daydream

So, here it goes. I’m going to start this story by making a confession.  I have…never been to Rome. I forged this recipe after the Rome episode from my favorite travel channel host, Anthony Bourdain’s show, “The Layover“.  His show is one of the humble luxury I have being here, that I get to pay...