15.4.14

Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons

Here is a link to a list of food combinations that should apparently never be eaten together.
Please excuse the casual racism, but there are some amazing combinations of foods and language to savour here

A few pearls of the wisdom accumulated by thousands of years of Chinese Culture......

2, pork and Chrysanthemum: a serious cause of death with the food.
4, Pork, and cement: two objects belong to cool, and easily hurt the stomach.
21, lamb and cheese: two features the contrary, not with food.
31, chicken with mustard: both were fresh, hot fear to help, not healthy.
35, chicken and dog kidney: cause dysentery.
39, eggs and anti-inflammatory tablets: the same food poisoning.
42, rabbit with mustard: the opposite sex should not taste the same food.
51, dog and dog kidney: cause dysentery. 
79, crab and sweet potatoes: easy persimmon stone cemented in the body.
84, hairy and ice: the same food can cause poisoning.
86, kelp and pig's blood: the same food constipation. 
94, snail and fungus: not conducive to digestion.
99, snail and face: the same food can cause abdominal pain, vomiting. 
115, spring onions with the dog: a total increase in hot. 
139, pumpkin and mutton: two meeting at the same time, it is stomach gas obstruct. 
147, onion and honey: the same food can damage the eyes, causing eye irritation, severe blindness.
159, as early as put ginger and fish: the protein should be solidified before adding the fish to play fishy aroma of ginger performance.
178, coffee and tea and black fungus and algae and red wine: with food will reduce the body to absorb calcium.
 206, beer and soft drinks: beer little not so drunk.

18.3.14

Little Willy & the FTC



It’s this combination of shameless avariciousness and a belief in the drizzle-down of oily emolument from the top to the bottom that makes Oliver the personification of contemporary Britain. If Terence Conran plummily taught the middle classes how to be a proper European bourgeoisie in the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s, Oliver is his worthy estuarine successor, taking the permanent foodie revolution on to that portion of the former working class who bought up the public housing stock. Now they can borrow against their equity to buy bruschetta, while the poor saps who didn’t get their plutocratic act together poke Turkey Twizzlers through the school gates to feed their morbidly obese cuckoo kids.

Needless to say, Oliver sticks in my craw and I’d walk a cunty mile to avoid him and all his works. What this society needs is a culture that values its eternal soul above its lemon sole and a form of social justice that doesn’t depend on the tit-beating self-righteousness of charity