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[17 May 2008|03:55am] |
My beautiful friend Kyle visited from Canada for a week.
I love his soft blond hair, his eyes, his smile. His huuuge strong arms that crushed me ever so often. Really, I'm not used to being the small one at all. He left yesterday, I miss him. He left good memories and maple syrup for my crumpets.
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[28 Apr 2008|02:46am] |
I got fined today at the tube for "trying to use it for free". I had £3.40 at Charing cross and when I arrived at Liverpool street (£1.50 worth of journey) it wouldn't let me out. I walked up to an inspector to check my Oyster and see what was wrong and he went "Uhuuuh so you didn't touch in at Charing cross, you tried to travel for free! You shall be fined!".
Uhm.
1. If I didn't touch in, why would I try to touch out?
2. And if I was trying to travel for free WHY WOULD I WALK UP TO AN INSPECTOR TO ASK WHAT WAS WRONG?
It was ridiculous, completely ridiculous. The guy was INCREDIBLY catty, played word games constantly to make me lose my temper (Did I charge you money? Uh, yeah, you just gave me a fine. Did I take any money from you? You gave me a 20 pound fine, that's...money. Did I take any money from you? etc) and when we checked Damien's balance to find it minus 1.30 while he'd topped up 5 pounds before the journey (there is NO tube journey that costs £6), he refused to look at it. I was like, I have proof that the gates at Charing cross are broken and you refuse to look at it! And he was just going "all I care for is what my machine showed me about your oyster". All you care for is to give me a fine for nothing cause you're a lifeless cunt. He had this passive aggressive kind of approach of "I am so enjoying fucking you up right now" that got even worse cause I wasn't taking it. Ugh. I took the fine, refused to argue with him any more and walked away while he was still talking.
I phoned the oyster helpline and yeah, the gates were broken. A case was filed, we both got refunded for all the overcharging, and on top I got given compensation for the inconvenience.Ha!
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| Tempura tensuke |
[25 Apr 2008|02:17am] |
One of the things I was looking mostly forward to when going back to Tokyo, was eating again at the tiny tempura place Sophie took me last time. It's in Koenji, my favourite area, where we also stayed. The shop's specialite is egg tempura, which is quite rare as it's dangerous to make, but the owner is a master at it. He'd break the egg in the hot oil and then pour some tempura batter on it.
It's served over rice with a sweet sauce and it's seriously one of the most delicious things I've ever had in my life. Natsuko has never had it and she went crazy, and Markie doesn't like eggs and loved it.
The tempura was delivered on the wooden plates piece by piece as it was coming out of the hot oil. There were various kinds of fish, shrimp, pepper, eggplant and kabocha (japanese pumpkin, one of the best, it tasted like sweet chestnut).
Natsuko also asked for shiso tempura for me, she knows how much I love it. It's a leaf with a very weird taste.
Depending on the kind of tempura (and I guess your personal preference) you can dip it in a mix of soy sauce and shredded daikon, or just salt.
It was a rally wonderful meal. The owner was very chuffed to hear it was the foreigner that brought the japanese to the shop. :)
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| Are you the rabbit? |
[16 Apr 2008|04:31pm] |
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