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thick toast strikes again

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You’ll recall my previous love for thick toast.

It recently joined forces with butter and a new fave – chicken floss.


I used to see this stuff at Ranch 99 but never thought much of it. In these parts, it’s everywhere. I find it on rice crackers, in sandwiches, in steamed buns, and (obviously) on good ol’ thick toast. It’s salty and a bit sweet, sorta fluffy, but still with a meaty texture. Since the end product looks nothing like its original form you can expect a multi-step process that you can wikipedia on your own darn time.

I had this slice while waiting for Bamboo to take the stage at the Pinoy Sunday concert a few weeks ago.



Written by joann

March 12, 2009 at 8:00 pm

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introducing toast tuesdays

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Ever since my Hong Kong adventures I’ve been hankering for some thick, tasty, buttery toast. Not surprisingly, I found the following ingredients gathered on my kitchen counter one chilly evening.


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Written by joann

February 22, 2008 at 2:44 pm

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We got this as a recommendation for a good Chinese breakfast. Because we’re lame, we expected soy milk and pastries. Whoops. That’s Taiwanese breakfast not Chinese breakfast. Let it be known that I’ve never had such fear at breakfast before.

The food here is good but I’ll warn you if you’re a tourist, this is not a tourist-friendly establishment. It’s a neighborhood eatery frequented by locals. We’re talking grandmas sipping milk tea and younger types running to work. If you can’t speak Cantonese or read Chinese, you will be struggling. Luckily, we had both the Mandarin speaker/reader and the Cantonese speaker to guide us.

We were seated and the waiter pointed to two combo items on the menu that is sandwiched under the glass table top (pictured above, thanks MG). He pointed and left. Predicament. The menu is entirely in Chinese and there are no pictures. We looked around to what other people were eating as Jlin read the Chinese and spit out random translations. He came back and we asked him a few questions. He told us to hurry up with the order. Jlin and Julia confused him with both Mandarin and Cantonese instructions and questions. Scary? Yes. Funny? Yes.

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Written by joann

January 23, 2008 at 8:02 pm