One of my ongoing concerns is the persistent presence of preservative-free items in our fridge.
On one fateful evening, I attempted to combine Chudleigh's too-sweet Apple Cider with the last bottle of flavoured soju in my inventory. Several encounters later, I learned that soju wasn't my cup of tea. But since I still had a few bottles on hand, it was only reasonable to deplete them in the least painful way possible.
On one fateful evening, I attempted to combine Chudleigh's too-sweet Apple Cider with the last bottle of flavoured soju in my inventory. Several encounters later, I learned that soju wasn't my cup of tea. But since I still had a few bottles on hand, it was only reasonable to deplete them in the least painful way possible.
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That night, I succeeded in ridding the house of Peach Soju, but suffered horrendous dizziness several hours later. The sensation had not been partnered with tipsiness nor a headache, but arrived in a wave of suffering. Although having replenished hydration levels intensely, I struggled to suppress the recoil.
"It feels like something wants to come up." I reported to a soju-acquainted friend.
"Yeah that sounds like soju." He replied knowingly.
Well, soju was banned from that point. I'll happily be returning to my beer roots.
"It feels like something wants to come up." I reported to a soju-acquainted friend.
"Yeah that sounds like soju." He replied knowingly.
Well, soju was banned from that point. I'll happily be returning to my beer roots.
The sleepy polar bear delivered Tiny Toms to me the next morning, along with a single unit of Lindt's Peppermint Crunch Truffle. It was a thoughtful gesture, for we had skipped the stop during our last trip to Markham. That said, Tiny Toms is best eaten fresh, and when the appetite is willing.
My body expressed reluctance to venture past warm broths, but I managed to digest the seasonal offering of Pumpkin Spice before rolling up the rim. It was surprisingly delicious. The other flavours of Icing Sugar, Cinnamon Sugar, and Chocolate had been reserved for the next day, though were ultimately disposed as staleness prevailed.
My body expressed reluctance to venture past warm broths, but I managed to digest the seasonal offering of Pumpkin Spice before rolling up the rim. It was surprisingly delicious. The other flavours of Icing Sugar, Cinnamon Sugar, and Chocolate had been reserved for the next day, though were ultimately disposed as staleness prevailed.
Delivery pizza is a never-before-seen occurrence in my household. Requested as part of Halloweekend celebratory affairs, two Medium Gourmet Pizzas were ordered from Pizzaville. The package also included Cheesy Breadsticks and a foil-encased portion of Rigatoni.
The Deluxe was phenomenal: loaded with fresh tomatoes, green peppers, and an ample amount of mozzarella for ultimate stringiness. We excitedly reached towards the slices while piping hot.
Unveiling the Provolone Hawaiian, we were admittedly disappointed at the comparatively scanty toppings versus the Deluxe. Pineapples were barely observed on its surface. The cheese, appearing (and tasting) more cheddar-like than mozzarella, was present throughout; the same could be said in regards to the ham and bacon, which were savoury and crisp to touch. It was merely a shame that pineapple chunks had been so deficient, for the sweet, acidic notes would have been stellar at offsetting the otherwise severely savoury profile.
Unveiling the Provolone Hawaiian, we were admittedly disappointed at the comparatively scanty toppings versus the Deluxe. Pineapples were barely observed on its surface. The cheese, appearing (and tasting) more cheddar-like than mozzarella, was present throughout; the same could be said in regards to the ham and bacon, which were savoury and crisp to touch. It was merely a shame that pineapple chunks had been so deficient, for the sweet, acidic notes would have been stellar at offsetting the otherwise severely savoury profile.
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Cheesy breadsticks and pizza is a popular combination. I would presume the concept to originate from a business decision to repurpose leftover dough and cheese, though must admit that sometimes all that a solo diner craves is cheese-covered carbs. The four-piece Cheddar-Mozzarella Stix emerged as an asymmetrical slab bearing three cuts. These cuts were anything but even - kind of like if they were done by yours truly - with the corner piece noticeably smaller than the rest. Positively plush with a satisfying cheese pull, the side was far more delectable than expected. That said, its profile would have easily been elevated with the addition of garlic - be it minced garlic, garlic oil, or garlic seasoning.
The Rigatoni was, hands down, the worst item of the spread. While promising in visuals, it was repulsive in taste. The noodles were stiff and starchy, the sauce emitting a synthetic sourness (yes, sour, not tart), and the entirety of the sampled spoonful clumped together.
The Rigatoni was, hands down, the worst item of the spread. While promising in visuals, it was repulsive in taste. The noodles were stiff and starchy, the sauce emitting a synthetic sourness (yes, sour, not tart), and the entirety of the sampled spoonful clumped together.
The delivery meal was consumed at the midway point of cake creation. A Black Sesame Mousse Cake would be in progress for roughly three quarters of the day.
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Liberated from the painstaking likes of buttercream roll cakes, I sought out inspiration from the ever-trustworthy Sunday Baking.
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