Monthly Archives: February 2009

cat fud

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fil and i traditionally celebrate valentine’s day a night early so tomorrow while you are masturbating yourself to sleep we will be fine-dining at a brand new restaurant. i’ll tell you where after the fact, anyway, don’t get me started on what to wear maybe i will wear a garbage bag or one of the new dresses fil hates the most how romantic. in honour of food and well, eating it, here’s a ton of food pictures from various nite’s out/in not before blogged with some other junk thrown in to break up the monotony. i guess i should go back in order from oldest to newest foodstuffs to go through my system, ha ha? oh and if anyone can tell me what my blog title is in reference to you get a prize. (mom you know this one, no telling)

veggie compost from that place on bloor by organics, i don’t know the name but you can select three dishes with a free soup or salad (get the soup) for like 5.99 and their spring rolls are amazing as is the tofu lasagna, the tomato sauce that comes with makes it. yes i can’t believe i am saying this shit either but whatever, david suzuki says you should try and eat at least one vegetarian meal per day so like if you only eat ONE meal a day i guess this be it (though this container was allison‘s i believe).

mine? i got one more for fil and we all pretty much shared.

brit chocolate beats ‘em all hands down.

the first time we hit the oyster bar with fil’s folks in the distillery, it officially goes by pure spirits. great food and they just rolled out a new menu (little m’s bud is their new sous chef and he is quite a talent) and i believe it’s part of winterlicious, is that happening still?

this is Ossobuco and it will make a delicious reappearance later on in this post, i tried to deter mara from ordering it cos fil’s dad wasn’t that floored by this, hers was way better.

had to put my fingertips in there to not wash this out with flash. i do not remember what it is but it was good, the angel hair pasta and sauce was very complimentary and light.

fil’s salmon did not rank so highly.

i’m wanting to say monk fish for some reason here but i’m probably wrong, feh, the presentation looks pretty.

fil’s stepsister brought back a ton of salmon from tofino that she caught and cured herself AND she’s vegetarian -_- that’s like hamburgers eating people or you know what i mean.

can you guess what this is going to be?

……? it was delicious.

huh what whoops.

looking through my pictures from this nite just now gave me a slight revelation or epiphany, i was in a shitty mood this evening and then looking at all my friend’s faces made me realise what the hell is my problem shut up i have nice people to talk to and spend time with stop complaining, basically, and pictures to show for it.

hi skids.

after taking down my art from grapefruit moon and spending two hours trying on hundreds of dresses sass and i were tired and famished, so was fil but he didn’t try on any dresses. i really wish i showered that day cos from here we went straight to sass’ to get ready and out for that dumb winter bash party.

fil’s quesildilla and not featured is the squeeze bottle of amazing jerk sauce. the food at grapefruit moon is so so so good i regret not having a party there but you know how infuriating it is to get everyone organized for a large sit down dinner with last minute cancellations, sorry, not goin’ there ever.

i’ve had this before, chicken something wrap, it’s tasty.

holy starch fest, i think i was pretty hung all day so i had all day breakfast and made an attempt at health in ordering my eggs poached (normally i’m a scrambled girl) and somewhere in there is my bacon (yes not healthy duh) anyway the thing about GFM is the homefries that come with EVERYTHING you order so if you’re doing a no carb thing you better make it clear not to have any of those guys touch your plate. also when it comes to toast i just eat out (ha) the middle buttered part and chuck away the crusts, i can’t say no to butter.

honey i shrunk the brats.

someone brought out the jager (yeeuck why do people assume it’s a universally enjoyed shot, barf barf barf) so we could endure this eve and then i finally danced in my huge dress and tripped all over myself, it was quite the show anyway point being my hair is totally destroyed.

seriously now, kilgour’s wings are the most underrated wings we have ever come across they must toss them onto the grill after they deep fry ‘em and they’re not puny either. do yourself a favour if you’re a leafs fan go there when the habs play the leafs and get in a fight with a frog please.

lululemon (haha sharpie calls it that accidentally too) actually, sweet lulu, ahh, sweet sweet lulu don’t get me started.

if you’ve never been you simply must, you get to concoct your own dish. my favourite combo is chicken/veg w/ fried rice, crushed black beans sweet basil and garlic it’s so smokey the black bean you have to try it.

i’m getting hungry.

unflattering lighting though so don’t plan any photo shoots unless you bring sunglasses.

i love modern bathrooms. i love places that make an effort it’s always a nice surprise to hit the head and be greeted by more beauty instead of clangy dingy gross stalls.

hi mara! here we are back at pure spirits.

how graceful is this pose jesus am i losing my touch DON’T ANSWER THAT.

’round the world via oysters.

we’re all lesbians at heart.

look who showed it’s mads and my amuse bouche.

this platter was insane. on the left is chicken liver then cinnamon raisons? pickled junk in the middle for the vegetarians, duck prosciutto (!!!!!!!) and short ribs with delicious gravy i forget what that was.

this is flooring me all over just looking at it again.

hi bekki, also not featured to my left was beth, cute girl, tolerant of my big mouth, win-win.

ossobuco again, phenom.

blurry special made risotto for beth.

showing her some pretentious seasonings, v nice, man we were so spoiled this evening.

short ribs with various shrooms and this blow your head off insane garlic whipped mash, show stopper for real.

pear something salad the trailblazers ordered ;)

what a greedy dick i ordered a caesar salad how necessary that move was. sorry, but bacon was mentioned in the description.

i think i ordered short ribs? whatever it was great.

the drunk skunks descend upon the shoe.

how awesome i looked the following morning.

probably drunk still.

then i tried to recreate the delicious of sweet lulu. we bought a jar of black bean stuff, it’s mostly just msg-laden and doesn’t hold a candle to my sweet lulu BUT i mix it up with some sesame oil and sriracha and blammo, still good. there’s little potatoes in there as well.

and because i am the nicest person you will ever come over to hang with i simultaneously made a separate vegetarian batch of pesto onion potatoes for allison and both dishes went with brown rice.

even though it made me cry i soldiered on through.

OMFG

this butcher on kerr street in oakvegas has amazing smoked beef.

ok wow that’s seriously it sorry if you feel like barfing now.

xoxoxo raymikins.

ps. sarah was first to guess what cat fud was in reference to, did you simply google cat fud?

BAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA watch this now can i have that kid?

a wise man is amazed by everything

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we were so ripped by the time we left the legion hall we thought the moon was actually moving at this speed, not the clouds, pretty funny. looked even faster through drunk eyes of course. it felt like being on a different planet insert poetic science fiction metaphor here. this was immediately after i gonged the navy bell ran out the door and pissed everybody off then was greeted by the others standing stock still looking up at the sky and was like woah, sobering. NOT FOR LONG THOUGH HYUCK!

a liar won’t believe anyone else

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unfortunately this photo does not properly capture the magic of my limbo.

errg i wish these were better quality, anyway, natural on the mic all i gotta say.

oops who put that there? itchy stitches i keep forgetting they’re there and go to town on my cyst scratching away then am all oh yeah, anyway, two weeks wait for results, i’m not worried so don’t worry, i just hope this thing doesn’t get infected from my own stupidity.

this beavis keychain is a relic he’s been around since i was 13, 14? i was cooler than you.

coug jungle party, went to sharkey’s with my dad and bro and man have they ever gotten a raw deal with that new location eh, serves ‘em right i say. their closing party many years ago turned fil and i away and fil yelled in the monkey bouncer’s face they would never get our business ever again then we marched back over the bridge to our regular pub, fil was fully steamed. who does that, yeah i know you can’t tell one customer from the next but still, many years patronage then a slap in the face like that fuck you and your exclusive douche party your new restaurant looks like the keg, same shit, same shitty waitresses all in black wearing more makeup than me, stepford wives in training and aging sausage trench coat party at the bar, b-o-r-i-n-g.

there was an annoying blabbermouth wino sitting behind us too and i wrote about that in the comment card that came with the bill, chill ok i gave the waitress a shining review.

i got busted with my camera out i wonder if that made the dermatologist paranoid like, why is some chick taking pictures of her cyst, legal purposes? jokes on you brah, it’s for my shitty blog.

omg go away nerds.

so kevin smith has been here for the last 4 days (?) circle-jerking with his fans to his movies, why?

we walked on the same side of the street once i took these so i could eyeball everyone, yes i am the rain who has come to your parade. sorry guys, clerks, NOT FUNNY. it’s a movie for dumb people to feel intellectual by. here i don’t have the patience right now to go tooling through my archives to find the ultimate reason why i do not like kevin smith, it’s like how the rest of the country hates toronto but doesn’t know why (geniuses) they just DO, akin to that except i have reasons on top of JUST DO. say i wrote a movie and then made every single character in that movie EXACTLY LIKE MY BIG FAT PRETENTIOUS MOUTHED SELF i could pretty much rely on every single kevin smith fan to love it.

moving on, i bought fil a new camera strap for his microwave no camera duh, finally, and i already blew the secret anyway it’s for valentine’s day. he needed a new one cos his other one has canon all over it and it looks nerdy. the kid who “helped” me at henry’s had the personality of a lobotomized teenager trolling myspace, my dad cracked some dad jokes and the kid was not for it. the cashier girl was super nice to me and said he never shows emotion i said well that must be really fun for you and maybe he should work on that. she gave me a student discount and complimented my jacket.

hey dudes how’s it goin’?

thanks!

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my computer has a nasty virus, thank you fuckstain!

we brought that big chocolate bar and the bag of smoked meat beside it from the RACIST grocery mart. (relax relax i get it ok can we all be friends now?)

this is a serious print.

‘s’s’s”s’s’s”s’s’s GET IT RIGHT ASSHOLE NO APOSTROPHE REQUIRED

RIP pretty tights pun infuckingtended man i’m in a good mood today!

err no thanks.

sophie my love.

on my way for a little biopsyeroo for that thing growing on my shoulder, the fun never ends yeah?

you’re only better off at half your life

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i could really go for a negro about now (actually not a fan of black licorice at all and no that does not make me a racist) err so like the only safe black metaphor you could come up with was a mary poppins chimney sweep reference? we get it Czechoslovakia, you are racially ignorant insensitive but like, really? there are other words for black in the english dictionary.

yes exactly RELAX everyone cos more races have been targeted to stereotype not just black people take our little drunk irish friend here check him out, he’s chillin’ all gingered and freckled and in case it wasn’t clear there’s that GREEN shamrock shirt and the pint of beer in his hand and he’s clicking his heels like oh hummm hmmmm who would do that? oh a leprechaun that’s right but whatever the fuck that all has to do with these shitty little candies is beyond me.

LOVE MOM

ps. ladies look, housework is good and fun and makes you happy, proof!

THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT MY FACE LOOKS LIKE WHEN THE VACUUM COMES OUT.

ok so we have our racism and sexism bases covered, what other isms are left? marx? haha right i’ll get on that.

i’ll love you like i love you then i’ll die

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i wonder how many photos there are of me digging through my money purse for drink money probably like infinity.

so the legion eh, the burlington legion, interesting nite that was. have you ever been stared at by a lady, dr. evil style type lady folded arms ‘cross her chest at a legion hall in burlington? well i have. have you been stared at by three others just like her sitting down at their round table glowering at all the fun people infiltrating their precious hall (these rented out parties are necessary to keep their legion afloat cos they can’t afford it otherwise so stop scowling basically, we should be hugging) and then they get their one old man friend (seriously relax guy don’t have a heart attack please) to be the bearer of the no drinks on the dance floor news, honestly? how does one person holding a beer on the other side of the room burn you up so much? i felt like i was glimpsing into my future, gotta lay off the bitterness a tad or my face will look like that some day. i bet they liked it when we did the limbo or when tarley and i danced to peggy sue and during the guitar solo he picked me up in his arms and spun me around in one hundred circles, i bet they liked my underwear.

you can see the dr. evil lady in the background of this video by the pool table, after they were finished dancing she clapped, ok so you were experiencing joy whilst watching this line-dance routine but your body language was all wrong. so sad.

anyway, this other table of ladies were my favourite cos they had SERIOUS hairdos like saturday nite fuckin’ dos and they clapped ALL NITE LONG and line-danced and when things got slutty (me) on the dance floor they were into it. i have more opinions to share once they come back to me. oh yeah the bartender was a dick but i could tell he was just in character cos we broke him a few times. i didn’t wear any of my crazy dresses just my regular little AA number and i’m glad cos it got pretty sweaty.

oh and i helped on the mic during the raffle so it made me think that maybe i do have the balls to one day do stand-up and it’s not just the delusional talking here, i’m kind of a natural when it comes to addressing large groups of people i just let the neurotic take over sometimes and forget that.

the hired “dj” “performer” was 4 feet tall and barely knew any songs, had no lyric sheet and he was dressed like a pirate/magician i wonder how much he gets paid (dad call the legion!). the table of ladies i liked were his buddies. the manager/owner of the hall got right ripped and was awesome, you know old guy sleaze party down awesome. i’m pretty sure we made his nite.

pictures of this gong show to come speaking of there’s a huge navy bell at the door and if any drunk rings it you’re supposed to buy everyone drinks. i banged it twice to piss everyone off, the second time being on our way out then i ran off screaming BYE GUYS! and could hear everyone groaning and being scared by the crotchety biddies as i exploded out the doors safe into the nite. DON’T HAVE A BELL BY THE DOOR HELLO THINK PEOPLE!

is this real?

meaningful relationships

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tara the bear and i are in love. LOVE I SAY.

hey y’all didn’t know we was to be spendin’ the nite in them there sticks so sorry haven’t said a good ole hello yet today, so, hello. time for hangover chinese, lost and shandy apricot ales mmmm. kiss kiss hug hug your pal raymi. o_0

don’t ask.