Showing posts with label japan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label japan. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Obsessed: Cooking with Dog

Japanese people are just... Japanese.

From wacky to kawaii to scary.

In this part it's part weird part kawaii part awesome.

Cooking with Dog is a Japanese Cooking Youtube Channel where a really nice & polite looking older lady cooks with her gray Poodle dog on her side. Bitch is just chillin there on the stool just looking fabulous.

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See what I'm talking about? And the whole video is narrated by a guy with a thick Japanese accent named Francis.

I'm super obsess with this channel. Makes me want to quit my job and just cook all day.

Here are some recipes that I want to try.







Gah... Gotta LOVE Japan. That's on my bucket list!

drool,
Rima

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Review: Pocky

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Growing up in Asia, you would know what Pocky is. It's a biscuit stick dipped in chocolate. It's a social snack, I would say. So when I moved back to the US and seeing these in Asian Markets, and now in most Western Market (in the Asian/Ethnic Aisles), I was uber happy. I would purchase the big packs (in Asian market) and it was one of my survival foods during Nursing School.

People who are not familiar with Pocky would ask, "WTH is that?" I would answer, "It's a party in my mouth." And I would offer them a stick or two. See, get it? It's a social snack. Hence, you end up in an interesting conversation.

If you know me, you would know I love all things Japan. So when I go to Mitsuwa or Marukai (2 known Japanese Market in SoCal), I would go to their snack aisle, and weep. There are too much cute snacks to buy. Hence I would spend $30 on snacks when I go to those markets. Sad but true. And for sure Pocky would be in my shopping bag.

I purchased the big pack (it contains I believe 8 small bags of approx. 10 sticks of Pocky) last time, and brought a small bag to work. My co-worker was like, "Rima... What are you eating?" While I nibble on a stick, I just hand him the bag and told him to just shove one stick in his mouth (... that sounds weird). He was like, "DANG GURL WHERE JU GET DIZ?! *nomnomnom*" And I'm like, "I'm Asian. What do you think?"

The next day, we had a Pocky Partay at werk.

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OMG. Look how many varieties are out there? I'll be back as I cry for joy.

Haven't try Pocky? Go to your market (asian aisle) and get a box. You will not regret!

xoxo, Rima