Jordan M. Williams
Foodie, Tea, CraftBeer, Lover of Life, Tyro
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I’ve got this theory, a personal theory. If you really want to know what a place’s culture is really like, doesn’t matter what place. You’re going to have to visit the place, but that cost money. I think another way you experience that places culture is by check out the food that’s made there.. And that’s how you really know a place’s culture. As the days go by my fondness for culture and cultural food grows.
For those who know me, they know I love almost everything Asian, and I consider myself a little of a fanatic when it comes to Japanese food and animation.
Lately though I’ve been fascinated with South-East Asia, and the food that comes with it. With this new fascination comes the urge to cook the interesting dishes native to that region. Take for instance “national dish” of Singapore, Chicken Rice. The simple dish of boiled rice, and boiled chicken. You can use soy curl for the veggies out there. What makes this dish a must try, is the barrage of condiments (soy sauce, special chili sauce, and minced ginger) which is a collision of flavors meant to enhance the flavors of the rice and chicken.
A thing I have realized is that Fresno is to small for me. I really need to get out of Fresno, I am one that pines for a nightlife. Sure I could live in the country because I love the country, but I would also have to be close to a place where I could get lost in a night. I honestly think I need to live in another country. Sri Lanka, Japan, do I dare go back to India? For some reason I enjoyed India, now looking back. Comparing the night life of another country in the U.S you can tell something is drastically different. I miss that feeling of the weight lifting, the clouds parting, having the whole world seeming to open up. At times a kaleidoscope, a montage of daily life in India comes back to me rekindling a certain feeling one can’t describe, bringing me to the epiphany that I want a life of freedom, travel, and learning of cultures, as well as helping others at the same time.
To wrap this post of meaningless rants up I just have to say. Ever since traveling internationally almost four years ago I have fallen in love with this world’s culture. This world can be such a beautiful place, if one could wonder from top to bottom on this world. They could see that it’s so amazing, the landscapes, the thrilling foods, and charmed, utterly enthralling people, each themselves being a revelation of the culture. I love this stuff.
Anyways I pose a question for you all. If you were going to die tomorrow, what would be your last meal? Go ahead I’m interested in knowing? Leave a comment……….
As for me it would be the Vietnamese vegetable curry with white and fried rice made with a side of spring rolls and peanut sauce from the cooks from TK Noodle (Roseville CA.), downing it with tea made by Mukesh the boys assistant dean at the school I stayed at in Roorkee India.