Sunday, July 29, 2018

The Freshies You Ever Ate

The ice queen of Singapore has discovered chutoro fatty tuna now available in a piping bag, so if you need cake decorating ideas...
We went to the Japanese mall to watch the tofu wasabi-soysauce weddings!
The $14 peaches and the $118 grape bunches came to watch as well. We've tried the $20 grape bunches, and they taste like wine dreams, so we can only imagine.
But today we stuck to udon.
Also at the Japanese mall, I found out that the Radwimps are coming to town.
And I read about the latest in slimming treatments. This mummification evidentaly scares the crap out of you, so you leave thinner. Geesh!
Unlike mummification/beautifaction, the Japanese find nose hair to be gosso! I'm concerned about the safety of wax-yankery that Mark and Alex got us, so I'll try it on Barry first.
Now that we're all freaked out, let's reflect on how homes are about stray birds. Who knew?
Although the Japanese mall is my favourite, it still makes me feel like this.
But luckily, I saw this "Duck in a bag" truck on the way home, slogan: "The freshies you ever ate"!

Sunday, July 22, 2018

Your brain has a flying seahorse!

Looking for household appliances? There are new brands emerging in Asia that you might not have heard of yet. I think you'd remember if you had.
Anyway, I just got back from visiting my sister and family, who are serious about watering their lawn.
She lives in the land of perogies and summer sausage, both of which I enjoyed.
Summer sausage originates from the Mennonite community: Anabaptists similar to, yet somehow less famous than, the Amish. For more splaining, read this.
We discussed the latest trends from Asian beauty magazines. It turns out that the meaning of life is putting sunscreen on indoors to avoid the hideous effects of rogue sunrays.
Once you've achieved supreme D-deficient palour, you can judge men by their face shapes to determine their matability. (I think this is called Eugenics...).
Naturally, I brought everyone the latest in Asian treats.
We learned some good vocabulary.
And, in our anglophone self-righteousness, we found this animal to be hilarious. However, it turns out there IS a seahorse in our brains! The hippocampus (aka reptilian sub-brain) is named after the mythological flying seahorse! Let us teach the children!