fried

Frying food is fun.. and dangerous.. I often wonder who were these food pioneers that came up with these things like frying or even weirder sour dough.. when did it cross that distant ancestors mind that heating up a bunch of fat till it's stupid hot and tossing food in it sounded like a good idea.. Who every you were.. thank you..

 look at the bubbly action.. don't i scream "i will jump out and burn you any second!!"

oui oui all the way home

I wrote earlier about a panini like crepe served at the twisted crepe.. meh was the review because I've had way better crepes.. behold way better crepes.  Way better crepes can be found in Anchorage, Alaska of all places at a little shop on the corner of 1st and G called 302 G st or JoJo to GoGo (I'm uncertain on  the name of this establishment because if you go there you'll see it's kinda confusing).. Anyway, what does that say about Anchorage?  Better yet, what does that say about the twisted crepe in Asheville, NC?  Hmmm..

i would like the most caloric breakfast please..

When choosing my going out to eat food treats I don't hold back and try to pick the healthy options this is partly because long ago I realized I do not go out to eat for healthy.. but, also I acknowledge that the offering of healthy restaurant food is mostly an advertising myth.

nice package

Levitating a strawberry in plastic wrap on a melon takes skill.. serious skill.. 

 

how do they do it???

Eh?!..

Readers Choice:  English O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. With glowing hearts we see thee rise, The True North strong and free! From far and wide, O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. God keep our land glorious and free! O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

French  Ô Canada! Terre de nos aïeux, Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux! Car ton bras sait porter l'épée, Il sait porter la croix! Ton histoire est une épopée Des plus brillants exploits. Et ta valeur, de foi trempée, Protégera nos foyers et nos droits. Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.

Yes.. sometimes when I travel I really wish I were Canadian..  Why? Because who hates Canadians?? Nobody.. well, probably almost nobody..  The closest I've come to Canadian citizenship is when once upon a time long, long ago found myself dating a Quebecois boy and sometimes when that desire for Canadian citizenship comes up I question why I ever left him.  He was sweet, but distance can be evil at times.  I did keep a few things from that relationship other than a lot of French Canadian curse words (which are hilarious to learn and implement into your vocabulary) I also gained 15lbs from a new found  love of poutine  and maple syrup in any form I could get a hold of it, especially in coffee or booze.    

 
i don't freshen breath but i am a delightfully, wickedly, sweet morsel of maple heaven and you may buy me at your nearest world market for giving sweet maple kisses, xo

i'm confused

I never really imagined a time in my life where I would ask this question..  Why is there an Indian restaurant in my ice cream shop??  While I will say the food was good and affordable the reality is still a little weird.  I will definitely be visiting again, the atmosphere, price, quality, service time, friendliness and quantity are spot on for a funky hole in the wall eating establishment.  The food is good.. (not the most amazing Indian I've come across)  but good for a small town.. the mango lassi kicks every mango lassi's ass out of the water.  It wasn't the normal cloying thick stuff a lot places try to pass off as lassi. it was light  and frothy with a touch of cardamom and other spices blended with ice so it had a milkshake quality about it.. big hearts.. I will be stocking a supply of lactaide in the car for impulse lassi consumption.