We were still in Kaohsiung and round from our hotel was this breakfast buffet:
I’m all like “it’s 10AM! Where the hell did they find time to do all the prep and stuff?” Really impressive. I’m not convinced it would have been the night before so it must have been a super early start for these guys/girls.
In the evening we went over to 海岸咖啡 which overlooked the shipping lanes just past the harbour. We went there for the sunset but it was completely cloudy which sucked.
So I drank beer and had some chips and crispy chicken:
The next day was our last in Kaohsiung so we spent it back at the harbour with it’s strange rotating bridge (Great Harbour Bridge) and we took time to sample some Taiwanese sausage with garlic at this street vendor nearby:
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Taiwanese sausages with garlic is a thing you must try! Sweet and juicy and all round really nice. British sausages are just lame in comparison.
And that’s this quick update. The next day we headed back to Yangmei where some alcoholic golf was played during some truly horrendous rain and wind. More on that soon.
Our epic journey continues on in the run up to xmas and we started day 5 with a visit to a large department store in Zhubei called 四川吳抄手 遠百竹北店 and it was Michelin recommended for a few dishes, the slow roasted pulled pork being one of them:
It was very rich and flavourful but I thought the pork could have used more cooking time as it was a bit chewy.
Looks like the only excuses I need to write about food these days are A: when a new variety of cat food comes out or B: when I go travelling abroad.
Seeing as my GF is Taiwanese and hasn’t seen her folks in nearly two years a trip to Taiwan was planned and this is the first of what will be many food travelogueablogs or blaveralallels or blogetraveloparallelograms. Continue reading “Taiwan Day One”→
As many visitors to my once world famous food blog know I am still in Msia stuffing my face with food. I also appear to have hired a professional photographer because today’s breakfast looks totally amazing!
So I was down in London recently and I got pretty drunk on the train because it was super delayed as usual and when I arrived I had missed the last tube. I figured the best course of action would be to hire a Boris bike and cycle the 5 miles to where I was staying.
Hiring a Boris bike is retarded. It should be a case of enter credit card > pay > get bike. But it’s not. When I put in my card and paid money for 24 hour access it didn’t tell me what to do next and it was only until some Spanish tourist (the fcking irony) came up to me and said that I had to put in my card again and get an access code.
Why couldn’t I get the access code in the first place? What utter knobjockey figured that this wasn’t a good idea when I made the payment. I mean, what do you think I’m going to do? Go up to a bike hire stand, pay for bike hire and then just f*cking walk away? Morons.
Anyway, I hired the bike and was surprised at how light the gears were and the fact that I couldn’t go faster than about 15mph on account of my drunken legs spinning out at 100rpm.
So Boris bikes suck.
Food blogging on the way once I figure out what to cook. I’m running out of ideas; maybe you could go to my revamped twitter account and suggest something?