Secret of Terrabucks flavour, revealed!

Want to know the secret to the rich, full-bodied flavour of Terrabucks fine coffees? Maybe you should take a look behind the door in the back…

It looks like a washroom… like any other. But behind the door is the terrible secret. The genetic experiment gone HORRIBLY WRONG!

Merge the DNA of an ordinary penguin with the DNA of a coffee bean, and you get.. the COFFEE PENGUINS OF COSTA RICA!!! They are raised inland, in the best coffee-growing regions. Then they are captured and shipped north to the major metropolitan areas of North America, where they are tapped for their rich fluids.

The truth is out there.

Terrabucks: your caffeine addiction is our business

Well I can only build so many ornithopters, balloons, parachutes, and other flying whatnots before I go completely loopy. So I’ve taken some time off from the vehicle-building to construct the latest Terrabucks location at Abbotts Aerodrome.

new Terrabucks location at Abbotts Aerodrome

The sofas are in, the menu is up, and I’m just waiting on some custom-made equipment before Terrabucks opens for business. I fully expect the café au cancrelat to be a real hit!

Recipes for Men: Potato Soup

Right, so you’re hungry and you want to make something for dinner. Yeah, you could head out to McChoke-n-Puke’s and pick up a quarter pound of crap. But you already blew a pile of cash on what’s in the cupboards and the fridge. Time to put your building skills to the test — it’s time to make some soup.

Alright here’s what you need.

– A pile of potatoes.
– A litre of chicken broth (or mushroom broth if you’re a wuss and don’t eat animals).
– A pile of veggies. Whatever’s around.
– Condensed milk or sour cream.
– Salt, pepper, whatever spices you want. Real men add Tobasco.

Now. Don’t wimp out. Get to work.

1. Find a big fuckin’ knife. The bigger the better. Grab the potatoes and whack ’em into quarters. Avoid your fingers, or you’ll have a hard time finishing the job.

2. Find a gigantic pot and boil the fuck out of the potatoes.

3. Boil them more. They’re done when you can stab ’em with a fork and they’re soft.

4. Grab one of those big strainer things and dump the potatoes into it. Now, if you’ve done this part right, you should have a strainer full of boiled potato chunks and the water went down the drain. If you have potato water all over the floor, you forgot to put the strainer in the sink first. Don’t worry about it. You can clean that up when you do your monthly cleaning.

5. Now put the potatoes back into the pot and use a potato masher and crush the fuck outta those potatoes. Don’t wuss out. You need the exercise. Pulp those fuckers.

6. Whack open the broth container and pour the whole damn thing into the potatoes. Stir ’em up.

7. Grab that big knife and chop the veggies until they’re good and dead. Dump ’em into the mashed potatoes.

You can use almost any vegetable, but if you know more about beef than broccoli, you should take a sec to learn. First rule: cole slaw is not a vegetable, no matter what Colonel Sanders says. Next: pick a vegetable that you’ve seen cooked before. Cucumber or lettuce would be a bad idea. Carrots and celery are better. Boring, but better.

Try something like asperagus or leeks. Not many people know about leeks these days, but they’re an ancient vegetable, eaten by the pharaohs of Egypt. I think. It was either that or they served it at the Luxor in Las Vegas. Can’t remember which. I was pretty out of it at the time.

Anyway, let’s say you get some leeks. Leeks will try to fool you. You can’t eat three quarters of them. All of that nice-looking green bit is so stringy after it’s cooked that it’s only good for making rope. I’ll cover how to make leek rope in the next entry.

The best part about leeks is that they’re great for jokes. Just imagine the looks when you say, “Hey, I gotta take a leek” then you go to the fridge. Well, maybe it’s more funny when you actually see it.

8. Boil the fuck outta the veggies.

9. Add seasoning until it doesn’t taste boring. Turn down the heat so it’s not boiling anymore.

10. You might have noticed that your soup is really low on oil and fat. That’s why it tastes like dishwater. Whack open the condensed milk or the sour cream and dump it all in. There’s your fat content.

Done. Eat it. Fuckin’ awesome. Goes good with a glass of chablis. I mean beer. Goes good with beer. And a burger. Hoo, that was close.

Coffee, sushi, and no particular point to this entry

On my way back from the coffee shop at the corner, I decided on impulse to pick up a little sushi combo to go. It was as I walked out of the sushi shop, coffee cup in one hand, take-out sushi bag in the other, bundled warmly in my polar fleece, that I wondered if I was a stereotypical Vancouverite. And then I wondered if sushi and coffee actually work together.

And you know what? They do.

Lunch break blogging

It was my lunch break. I opened Blogger. I stared at the vacant text box and thought about what to type in it. I stared longer. The box failed to fill with words. No matter how hard I stared at it, no words appeared.

Fifteen minutes later, my lunch break was over, and I closed Blogger. Then I opened it again and typed this.

Next time, I’ll write about something.