i don't think i'll ever make a non-drinking bet ever again, i might admit that parts of me looks back in a sort of pathetic retrospect thinking "it's cool that i was able to stray away from inebriated bliss for a whole 30 days" but in that same moment its backlash of realization that my life might revolve around fermented liquids seems rather one-sided....eh..c'est la vie....(rationale: phase 3 of my life - european-esque)
and so it's been 2 months since my defeat...and fittingly following a couple of "letting yourself go" posts, my losing end of the deal was to ingest 5 ba wans (deep fried gluttonous pork balls) in 30 minutes...the king of excuses could have technically moved the eating event another month, but i took a deep breath and just 'let myself go'...
they've always called me an anomaly for not liking local taiwanese cuisine...and in true form...i'll stick to that title after i was ba-wan deviginized....how could anyone find the site of that deep fried kirby soaking/boiling in oil then later smothered in pink sauce tasty? (if you're going to use all that oil, DEEP FRY IT....let it be crispy like KFC....who the heck boils in oil??) the site of the lady pulling 5 out of the vat of oil almost made me hyperventilate.....
the first 2 went down quite fast....keep in mind, as anorexic as you think i am LOP, i'm still around 75 kilo's and able to take down enough food to maintain that size....but the third was a push...especially when i had to drink all the oily remants down with it...larry/janie tandem just wouldn't let me get away with anything...gluk gluk gluk, pretty much the edible version of castor oil....the 4th was absolute death...the gluttonouse outsides started to get caught in my throat and the repetitive flavor of OIL was just pushing me to the brink of nauseau.....but i kept forging ahead knowing i was past the midway point only to reach the dreadful last one....which i needed to take 4 breathers over a 11 minute span...this wasnt' a bout of competitive eating...but rather a fear factor challenge of sorts....
the first bite tasted exactly how i'd imagined it...oily and gluey...overextended forearm of garlic jut into my mouth (which i still taste right now) as the cilantro only half tried to balance the cardiac arrest of flavors....the pork filling was just flat out EHH....
pressure and sweat led me to take the sweater off.....
oh there's gonna be a long makeout session with the treadmill today.
6 comments:
that shit looks friggin naaaaaaasty
damn, that's some enthusiastic eating.
i want some!!! mmm.. ba wan!!!
you ate all of it!! im so proud.
whoa - that looks so not yum.
you are a NUT!
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