I ordered a green coconut at the night market (in Kuala Lumpur) , and the stall minder, a boy who was probably not a day older than 10, picked up a machete and proceeded to hack open the coconut. I was terrified. I said to him something along the lines of “OMG, no no no!!! I can wait. You go get your father/mother/someone to crack it open for me.” He said, in fluent English, “it’s OK. I do it every day”. I was worried : ( A little boy and a big knife. He sliced off the top, through the thick exocarp (fibrous husk when young/immature is green), and cracked it open flawlessly. I was so relieved.
The brand Saveurs Forestieres is Lidl, I believe. (It always made me laugh at the absolute menagerie of steaks on offer in France at Christmas – lion! Zebra! Camel! Kangaroo! Ostrich! )
I love, love the story with the cat and the hot dogs. That’s me to a T.
And here on the coast, they string ceilings over the snack bars at the beach with fishing line, as the thieving gulls (aka rats with wings) are absolutely ruthless about stealing anything someone might have brought to eat.
Throwing food to the seagulls on the beach in Florida will ensure that at least one of your neighbors will kick sand in all your stuff.
The pizza box shield is a good idea, I do occasionally cook shirtless, let me tell you first hand there is no pain quite like bacon grease on nipple. (I’ll just leave you with that)
On the Asian (is that Korean?) menu, I’d have to start at a 4 or 5 before moving up. A new place opened here featuring Nashville hot chicken in naked, mild, hot or insane. I want to try it. After a bit more cheese
