I am an independent film director and producer who likes to ride his motorcycle in dusty places.
I’m here. Me, too, I hate that I have to go to Reddit for just a handful of subs I like…
And ME TOO about losing. A little over a year ago I lost 65 and got down to 215 within spitting distance of my goal of 200.
Then I broke 2 ribs and a collarbone and you can guess what happened.
So now, back up 25 and a little angry with myself for sliding back (and how myself looks), so I am back on tracking and being food responsible.
So with ya brah.
Yeaaaah, I know people like them. It’s the whites that get me…
I must chuckle at myself.
I am one of those extremely odd and strange people who likes very, very many things across many different cuisines…
…except eggs. Eggs and yellow Summer (or Fortune) squash.
EDIT: Note, I eat plenty of eggs in things. But, when I run into a whole boiled egg sitting in my food, or a fried egg on top of a bowl of bibimbap, I pick it out. Even more odd: I will eat tamagoyaki without a problem.
I can see that, I felt it just didn’t have enough “oomph” or “punch”.
Here are two versions, both of which I have made with repeat success.
Chicken Adobo #1
Chicken Adobo #2
On the upside, I was able to repurpose the underwhelming pork adobo into “cross-culture” taquitos last night. I shredded some cotija, gently reheated the pork, made some tortillas and then stuffed them with the cheese and pork and quickly pan-fried them, then topped them with a heap of pikliz. That worked well and was pleasing.
I’m in the US; the adobo I am trying to find is Filipino.
I am focusing on the “blow my mind” part, rather than the “beautiful” part of your question, but I am certain many philosophically-minded people would consider the following “beautiful”.
Peter Singer’s argument in “Famine, Affluence, and Morality (1972)” that you and most everyone you know are probably immoral or evil and you don’t even realize it. It really affected my ideas of how to strive to live.
Here is a good video explaining the idea in detail, worth 30m of your time.
Local pizza place near me has a pear pizza that carries the name of the restaurant (so they must be proud of it?). It is:
They offer/suggest adding prosciutto to the pizza (after baking), which we usually do.
It’s damn fine.