I didn't know what on Earth could be interesting to write about, so I'm going to write about the things I love and the things I don't love (hate is such a strong word, as my PC friends say)
I think I will start with food (an obvious love). Whenever I think about people writing on food, my mind wanders to unbearably high-nose cuisine magazines. So.
I would like to share with you all my take on the food around me, from an average Y-generation, overdraft facilitated, scared-of-the-future point of view.
Let's start with my love-hate for the "cuisines" available at UOA, The University of Auckland. (New Zealand)
Who: Jewel of India (Indian takeaway)
Where: Main student quad, Level 2
Critique: As with most Indian food targeted toward European/non-Indian appetites, Jewel of India over-does the food colouring and under-does (can you believe I'm an English major) the flavour. I'm not sure if you knew this, but Butter Chicken is not supposed to be bright Umpa-Lumpa orange.
Take note: colour should be something like this
Not this.
The actual Chicken was also disappointing - charred in places, I felt like I was eating the flesh of a very old, very weary Chicken who'd had a hard life.
Lastly, drinkbottle-lip contact is strictly forbidden after this meal, as the after-taste is foul. Your stomach doesn't feel good after the meal, and you can't help feeling your ass isn't going to feel good either.
Outta10: 4 (Eat it for experience, don't eat it for enjoyment)
Till Next Time :3
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