Pineapple bun says hi too, before its imminent demise.
Ahh! The feeling to be back home with a warm pineapple bun and Vitasoy Lemon Iced Tea Juicebox in hand. Can life get any better?
As an overachiever, yes it can. I have a thai massaman curry that needs to be satisfied... Oh, the tummy has spoken.
Anyway, I've been piggin' out for the last week at home. Since I avoided most deep-fried or similar foods in England, such as fish and chips, chips and gravy, gravy-filled pies, etc, the entire five months has been somewhat of a diet from culinary goodness. So in compensation, I've dedicated my San Francisco to revisiting the world, namely Asian cuisine, that my stomach has so fondly missed. I started off with a roast duck rice, stocked up on Lemon Iced Tea Juiceboxes, devoured steamed BBQ pork buns and egg custards, and dunked my vietnamese spring rolls in pho. Still on my list, korean chicken drumsticks (to die for!), thai massaman curry with rice, a strawberry tapioca, jamba juice, SUSHI!, and more... No worries, it will come to me.
Despite my tummy's worldly adventures, at this point, I don't have any. Yup, landlocked to America. It's an odd feeling that's sinking in. That when I was binge-watching America's Next Top Model, I felt nostalgic about Nigel Barker's accent, as if it was foreign and possibly thrilling to hear. Maybe I spent too much time at Target today and all this America is coming too fast...
Washington D.C. in a week... Maybe if I re-vision George Washington as Simón Bolívar, perhaps the thrill might come back...
Location: San Francisco, CA
