We're so close to reaching that famous happy ending
So I'm a news fanatic. I refresh Google News every 5 minutes and read New York Magazine religiously, as well as the New York Times, the Economist, and Newsweek whenever I feel like being less trashy. Nevertheless, NY Mag is unbeatable in its flippant headlines and articles like the Idiot's Guide to the Fannie & Freddie fiasco (by idiots, for idiots- "Who are these farm children anyway, and why are they in trouble?"), not to mention the Fug Girls and Cult of Personality.
Anyway, I'm usually a raw fish kind of girl (the more hamachi the better), and back when I used to eat meat, I loved rare steak. But I am pretty much down for whatever, so when my friend suggested Akadai, which is known for its baked sushi, I readily agreed.
Funnily enough, my friend is on a diet. I told him to just get sashimi (good protein and no carbs, not to mention omega-3 fatty acids! Which I know how to draw, ha ha) but he was like: "Hell naw beezy! I want sushi."
"If you're on a diet, you should eat sushi more often; it's healthy for you." "Not that fake shit we eat!"
I can't say whether this is as good as it looks because the puffy glazed-ness kind of reminds me of a blastula. Ew, why did I just think that?
It was all right, but still, fake shit is fake shit, and baked salmon encrusted in tempura drizzled over in layers of cream reminds me of a McDonald's Fish-O-Fillet gone essentially white food masquerading under Asian names à la P. F. Chang's. Or maybe I'm just grumpy because I didn't have any hamachi.
Anyway, a couple of wasps have started building a nest next to my window.
So for my first entry, I thought I would post a picture of j. and I doing what we do best: drooling over sushi. It's no coincidence that we've gotten kicked out of almost every restaurant we've been to for staying too long.
We don't smile like this for everything.
I also have to discuss another one of my current obsessions: Khalil Fong 方大同. When I heard his song on the LOVE Cartier website (whose playlist everyone should listen to) I set out to find out as much about him as possible. After hearing "Love Song," it was pretty much over.
Rather than a typical Canto/Chinese pop (read: terrible) artist, he's really just an incredibly talented R&B singer who sings in Chinese. (Even though he's from HK, he sings in Mandarin because he says it's prettier- ha!) It's not that I don't appreciate pretty boys, as anyone who knows me can attest to, but I find people with something to say a lot more interesting.
Confession: I watch this video almost everyday. Is that creepy?
人间的青草地 需要浇水 内心的花园就不会枯萎 把最甜最好的滋味 散播到东南西北
I mean, with lyrics like that (Khalil discusses them in English during the interview), how could anyone resist? Or “忘了美丽,” which has truly heartbreaking lyrics, or at the end of “十九八七...” where he goes, “爱的是你我爱的是你，你却说要离开你别说要离开”
I'm should stop writing before I embarass myself even further.
Okay. Um. I'm going to watch yesterday's episode of Weeds now. And maybe that interview... one more time.
on skype: ♡L: "it's 3:11 AM. what should we do." j.: "and born into this world was na-len.blogspot.com," 3:11 AM
♡L: we're not crazy. we promise. hahaha 3:12 AM
j.: but we do engage in sex with sushi
j.: you look concerned
---------------------------------------------- j.: we should both write something ♡L: are we going to be serious or schizophrenic 3:54 AM
j.: we could be seroiusly schizo or schizoly serious
♡L: i want sushi 3:55 AM
j.:we contribute so much to this world ♡L: hahaha j.: wanting sushi, eating sushi, feeding the fishers who fish for sushi ♡L: i know.. j.: and the seaweed pickers ♡L:we deserve like a monument j.: except the monument should be edible... sushi 3:55 AM
