tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48746868262906943852011-04-21T22:14:22.850-07:00Andrea cooks food.Lovable Fuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10139243078225398334noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874686826290694385.post-33909972770801486712007-12-12T00:44:00.000-08:002008-12-10T14:03:52.988-08:00I am and always have been what some might call an adventurous eater, and others, a glutton. Much to my parents’ chagrin, I was asking to order expensive adult entrees like shrimp scampi and sushi platters at the tender age of five instead of dumbly acquiescing to happy meals and $1 kids’ buffets like a normal child should. When I would order cheaper fare I would ask for it in disgustingly large quantities, and for a period in my youth, it was a recurring fantasy of mine to own a sports-court-sized vault filled with Kraft macaroni and cheese into which I would plunge from a diving board and burrow through like Scrooge McDuck in Ducktales, only with my mouth open.<br /><br /><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgjXr5s736Y/R1-gPipo7-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QZJuB37KU04/s1600-h/Scroogeswim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YgjXr5s736Y/R1-gPipo7-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/QZJuB37KU04/s320/Scroogeswim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143005488340332514" border="0" /></a>Currently, I am 24 years of age, and like most vices, my penchant for extreme eating has grown more complex and far-reaching with age, although I am proud to say that I no longer regularly stuff myself to bursting point with any food thanks to the shame of being a fat adolescent. I reside with my lover in a modest apartment located in the unremarkable city of <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Pasig</st1:city></st1:place>; life is expensive. Dinner dates and even the odd Php100+ office lunches really take their toll on our monthly budget, so we try as much as possible to eat good home cookin’, courtesy of moi. Because my taste buds bore easily and good food makes me happy, I make it a point to keep things exciting by testing the limits of my abilities and cooking whatever strikes my fancy within the bounds of income and ingredient availability. In the last year or so, I’ve churned out fare I’d be embarrassed to feed to starving street children, a lot of mediocre stuff, and on occasion, dishes so good I can’t believe I pulled them off. I'm a bit of an idiot, you see. This blog was created as a repository for the keepers as well as a document of the development of my mad cooking skillz. <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Anyhow, that’s that. On to the recipes! </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4874686826290694385-3390997277080148671?l=randomhomecooking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lovable Fuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10139243078225398334noreply@blogger.com0