I know I’ve made fun of Vegans before on my blog, don’t get me wrong, dietary choices are everyone’s right and freedom of choice and I’m not one to discriminate or judge ANYONE based on what they will or won’t eat… but c’mon… “VEGANS”. Bahahaha, man, I crack myself up sometimes. You can’t blame me for it, those idiots set themselves up for it sometimes. There are many kinds of diets and ways of eating that are observed, I, for one subscribe to a very personal and strict rules of dietary views; I’m on the all seefood diet, I see food, I eat it.
Tis the season where everyone gives the winter coats and snow boots a big middle finger and tell snowboarders and skiers to suck it. Spring has sprung and a soon prevailing winds will blanket the city in the aroma of manure from farmers planting their crops from south of the city. I know it’s gross but you know it’s spring when the first thing you that hits your face in the morning before your coffee buzz is stench of cow poop from 30 kilometres away. And what proceeds spring? Yes, your second grade teacher would be proud, summer.
This is one dish that I love to introduce people to; besides the tact that it’s tasty, but mostly not a lot of people who I take to dim sum have ever tried taro before… the kind you eat, not the thing with the cards.