God, will you think me crazy if I go to a Mughlai restaurant and wolf biryani down my throat? After a non-descript healthy lunch of ruti and aloo peyaajkoli with achaar and one lovely nolengurer mishti? I also want to eat, right now, beautiful creamy dessert (take me to Mama Mia!), or pork momo, lovely succulent pork momo drooping fat. I will be a successor to Anthony Bourdain yet.
That twit Anthony Bourdain, I was completely disgusted by yesterday's episode of whatever food show he is hosting now. Being so all high and mighty saying, why do food bloggers get acrimonious over food, why do they take pictures of a dish before eating it? After all, it's just food. Bah! You make your millions doing the same thing and howmuchever you gel your hair, oohaah over whatever food you are tasting in whichever country, you will (er, probably) never be a good cook. It gets very samey after a while, Anthony Bourdain does. And it seems to me that he gushes over everythign he eats because it's his job to gush. Let me go check out his blog.
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Anthony Bourdain is a tightly puckered, shit encrusted arsehole.
Did you see that bloody pretentious episode in France? First of all he was dissing French food. And then he was pretending to have hallucinations (with weird special effects: Bourdain swimming in a teaspoon or summat)after having like a sip of absinthe. *snort*
Bleddy Americans! I bleddy haaate them.
i have had enough of anthony bourdain.
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