Fast Food

As a child, fast food was considered a treat, it was always nice to get a toy with some good tasting food. The place I went to most as a child was McDonald's. As a child I took pride in the fact that I could eat a Big Mac meal all by myself. I would love telling the cashier, "Can I get a number one please!". It was saddening to no longer receive a toy, but the feeling I got from finishing a grown up meal was well worth the trade. Sadly, the fondest memories of kindergarten included eagerly waiting for my mom in front of the school every Friday so she could take me to the playhouse and I would get to say my most favorite phrase.   

Today, as a college student, fast food is no longer a treat. It is the bulk of my diet. There is no way I can survive without a visit with my good old friend Ronald McDonald. However, Ronald can be overwhelming sometimes so thats when I pay my friend Jack a visit. Also, once in a while when I'm feeling really blue, Carl knows how to cheer me up. After my meal I often tell myself I will not go back and buy their low quality food again; I always come back. I come back day after day to smell the burnt grease that I have learned to love. The sound of the frozen patties being "flame broiled",  the crackling of the "flamed grilled" chicken or the buzzing of the fountain drinks are undeniable. When you are hungry, you are weak; I am often weak. 

Today my eating habits are not where I want them to be. So thats why I have decided to make the secondary function of this blog as a food journal. I am committed to post one self cooked meal a day. Then who knows? Maybe It will be 3? 

Taqueria de Brian

My first attempt at carne asada tacos. Had some difficulties chopping up the meat, but everything came out great.

Bao

These white things are called 'Banh Bao', which in Vietnamese literally translates to bag cake. I've had many before some filled with pork, some with beef, and even some with egg. But of all  baos I've eaten, they were authentic Chinese baos. So when i went to costco, I was surprised to see these baos in the frozen food isle. So when i got home I heated them up, not expecting much. However, much to my suprise, they were great! Sadly, this processed, frozen, mass made product, was better than any bao I have ever had.

Past, Present, Future

                Hello, my name is Brian and I like food. We can talk more about that later. But for now here's a little about myself;  I was born in Orange Ca, but I recently graduated from Oxnard High School (GO CLASS OF 2010!). Looking back onto the years I spent there, I can say that I did have a positive experience. I played volleyball for all of my years as a yellow jacket and most of my memories come from the games and tournaments I've played in. Although I had some great times with great people, I feel like putting the sport of volleyball behind me. For now.

                I am very optimistic at this point of my life. I feel as if I can do anything as long as I really try. I'm currently taking fourteen units and trying very hard to get A's. I already slacked off in high school, I'm not about to commit the same mistakes again. After pushing volleyball aside, I've opened up to a new sport, soccer. The World Cup inspires me every year, but this year it had stayed long after the vuvuzelas. Since this, I've found myself at Sport Chalet picking up a pair of cleats and playing some four on four at the park with some new friends.

                Everyone imagines their future as very bright. I can't say I'm any different. I'm aspiring to be an architect, owning my own firm.  I see myself working from my office, sketching up new designs, tweaking old ones to perfection. Then coming home to a nice home, beautiful wife, two kids and a dog. However, what happens in the near future will determine what the distant future holds.