Okay, I lied.
Maybe the Azn Badger didn’t eat EVERYTHING, but even so; he made a worthy effort…
Tonight doubled as both a family gathering, and an evening of copious consumption of eclectic eats.
Let it be known, impromptu family dinners should NEVER, repeat, NEVER, be preceded by a post-work meal, as such actions ultimately result in what is commonly known as a “food coma.”
How I am able to type this post while under the nauseous effects of said state of being, the world may never know; but the point is, I ate a shit-ton of shit, and now you’re gonna’ read about it!
Let’s start off with my post-work “OH MY GOD I’M SO HUNGRY I COULD STRAIGHT-UP CUT A BITCH” menu:
Being as I am a simple man of simple tastes, my post-work meal consisted of a bowl of calrose rice, topped with smoked salmon, with a light dousing of mae ploy sauce, a sprinkle of my Dad’s custom BBQ rub, and a fuck-ton of black pepper.
On the side, I had a freshly cut mango, and a little bit of watermelon.
That was Phase 1.
Phase 2 came when my brother and his girlfriend stopped by, ultimately causing my parents to flip into entertaining/feeding mode.
Phase 2, was where things got interesting.
Like, Gummo; interesting…
Anyway, here’s the menu for Ultimo Dinner Phase 2:
Corn on the cob.
A Green Salad.
Watermelon and Cherries.
and Seared Ahi.
Where, and how the Seared Ahi goes together with everything else, I have no clue, but either way it was damn good.
Oh yeah, and there was also a hearty-as-fuck Cow dish of some sort, but between my brother, myself, and my Dad, that shit got demolished.
Oh yeah, and you how it wasn’t cooked?:
That’s right! WELL DONE!
*Ahem!* Anyway, I had a pretty hefty helping of pretty much everything, thereby ensuring the probability of a Giga-Deuce in my immediate future.
Good thing I just bought a bushel of comics to read, ’cause chances are I’ve got a long evening ahead of me in “the office.”
That’s right, I used the word “bushel.”
What of it?
Anyway, I’m tired, and said Giga-Deuce is beginning to rear it’s ugly head, so I think I’ll cut things short and call it an evening.
Thanks for reading, feel free to share any goofy Ultimo Dinner Menus you’ve sampled over the years!