Fuk-et

“Teacher, what’s ‘fuk-et’?”

WHAT? What did you just say??

“Fauuuk-et?”

Wait, WHERE? … Oh. Edison, that’s FAU-CET. The C is soft.

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So I went to Chili’s in the XinYi district last night, and it was amazing. It was just like back in the States, but everything was double the price. I got beef fajitas and the molten chocolate cake. I thought I could finish the whole thing, but no. Since I haven’t had real chocolate cake in so long, my sweet tooth and dessert stomach has weakened. And now to make up for it, I’m going to the gym for the first time in two weeks. My membership is really free money to them.

Love Affair

I admit it, I have a love affair with food. Maybe it stems from growing up with a mother who knows her way very well around the kitchen and a father as a chef who is amazing with experimentation and loves making gourmet surprises every now and then. I think a secret personal goal of mine is to one day open a restaurant where my father can be head chef and make fascinating creations for all.

Last night, I went to a cocktail birthday party for a friend of a friend. The birthday boy’s family owns the restaurant, L’Idiot. It was a night filled with sweet champagne, delicious finger foods (I’m definitely going back for a sit-down meal soon!), and social networking. Being one of the youngest people there, I was surrounded by suit-clad career-minded individuals, quiet conversations, and soft lighting. Gatherings like that are something that I didn’t realize I had missed about Vanderbilt until I experienced it again last night.

I met the young owner of L’Idiot, and he shared his experiences as a chef and a new perspective on food and our relationship with it as consumers. And I was taken aback by his zest for life, his endless hobbies, and his creativity with the creations that he makes for the restaurant.

I want a taste of Pierre Gagnaire‘s explosive-tasting strawberry cups. He works with his friend, Hervé This who’s a molecular gastronomist (how cool!) to create some of his works. I hear Pierre has a restaurant in Hong Kong, since Paris is too far from me.

I seriously need to start cooking more.

Dinosaur Pub

On New Year’s Day, we went to dinner with Jim and his parents at a place called the Indian Beerhouse (196 BaDe Road), but it’s really a dinosaur-bones-themed pub. The outside of the building is crawling with dinosaur skeletons with a giant T-rex on the roof, so you can’t really miss it when you’re driving down BaDe. The inside is filled with giant structures of dinosaur skeletons, most recognizably T-rex, Stegosaurus, and Triceratops. (I seriously know my dinos.) It’s an all-you-can-eat-and-drink place so you just order whatever that’s on the menu, and it keeps on coming. The food was delicious, and it had odd dishes like frog legs, fried crickets, rabbit, and crocodile, but I wasn’t brave enough to try any of it. The beer was pretty good, and yes, it’s all you can drink too.

There was even a live band that started around 7:30pm, and we could request songs. We tried asking for songs like the classics, Free Bird, Sweet Home Alabama, etc., thinking she wouldn’t know any recent English songs. She then told us that our songs were too old and sang Don’cha by the Pussycat Dolls instead.



I just don’t how they got the Indians and Dinosaur connection. Maybe someone got history a bit confused?

Short Weekends

Saturday: I worked for two hours instead of four because my tutoring got canceled. I went and got a hair cut and relaxed in a salon chair about about two hours. Then shopping at Xinmending, which is the teen capital of Taipei, and where there always will be lots of good shopping. We had dinner at a steak place where I got confused about how to order the temperature of the steak. Here, they ask what percentage do you want the steak cooked. So you would equate 50% with medium, right? Well, apparently it doesn’t work like that because my steak was definitely still mooing when it came out, and I couldn’t really stomach it.

Then out to J’s Place, a wine bar, that serves American-esque food and snacks i.e. lots of cheeses, tomato and mozzarella, cheese & salami plate, etc. We order a plate of nachos, which turns out to be Doritos with really good salso on them. It was genius. I usually don’t even eat Doritos, but these were amazing.

Sunday: I spent the day with my American grandparents at their amazing new apartment. They live in a high-rise, gated community in Dansui with a gym, movie theatre, basketball courts, ping-pong and pool tables, indoor pool. It was really nice, and their doors have these electronic locks on them. None of that old-school key in keyhole stuff.

We played some pingpong and went walking around the tourist area by Dansui. Afterwards, my aunt took me to the ShiLin night market where I bought a stash of winter clothes. I shouldn’t worry about getting cold here anymore, neither do I need to go shopping at malls anymore. Street vendors are where it’s at. I also brought home some stinky tofu for Jen to try. Last time we tried it, it was a horrible experience. We got it from a stand up the street, and it tasted and smelled terrible. I couldn’t let Jen have that impression of stinky tofu forever, so I had to redeem myself by getting her legit and tasty stinky tofu.

My weekends go by way too fast. Before I know it, it’s another work week again.

Nostalgic

Things I miss:

  • My boyfriend
  • My Friends
  • My Family
  • Real dessert, not this fake chocolate stuff, especially..
the Great Wall of Chocolate from P.F. Chang’s

the Creme Brulee from Sunset Grill

  • Americanized Chinese Food, especially the Sesame Chicken and fried rice from Oriental Lunch
  • Taco Bell
  • Good ole Southern Food – meatloaf, corn casserole, sweet potatoes, honey-baked ham, etc…
  • Current American television, and not old rejected series that never made it on air in the US
  • Driving
  • Samurai – although I have had some sushi here, but it’s hard to find a perfect new restaurant.
  • A really good hamburger and spicy fries from Fat Mo’s
  • Parthenon – I haven’t gone this long without seeing it.
  • Dr. Pepper
  • A dryer with a lint trap
  • Poker nights
  • Cold weather