name : wesage : 24
location : hoboken, nj
occupation : food
explain yourself:
i love to eat food.
i love the thought of eating food.
i love reading about people who are eating food.
this blog is to document every chew, gulp, sautee, and taste i encounter. there's plenty of food out there, and i want to experience all of it.
[featured photos and video were captured on my iphone 3gs. others will be fairly and rightfully credited to their proper owners.]
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Ghetto Gourmet - The Saddest Pot Luck Leftover Lunch of All Time
Taking a small step down from the bachelor’s fridge means an incredibly limited base meal, with unlimited amount of random condiments. In this case, I was pushing the boundaries on Thanksgiving leftovers and other one-off dishes, on top of having nothing of real substance as the main feature. What’s pictured above will hopefully be the last saddest lunch ever witnessed. Leftover mac-n-cheese that you’ve seen, green peas, and stuffing.
Coolio, I’ll be taking the crown back now.
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Coolio, the self-proclaimed “Ghetto Gourmet”?! Not On My Watch!
It hasn’t been an industry secret that Coolio, of “Gangsta’s Paradise” fame and internet video chef, was coming out with a cookbook. I’ve actually enjoyed his bat-shit crazy demeanor while cooking up some delicious dishes like “Swashbucklin’ Shrimp” and “Cool-a-Cado”.
But damn it, Coolio: you’ve crossed the line.
Since my early beginnings as an amateur wanna-be chef, I’ve dabbled in a myriad of off-the-beaten-path items, referred to affectionately by friends, family, and myself alike as “GHETTO GOURMET”!
ME! I COINED AND CREATED THAT TERM!”
Go ahead, reader of mine. Go to your local bookstore, and thumb through a few pages of his book. Does “Banana Ba-ba-ba-bread” sound like something homies in the hood chow down on?! Or how about “Tricked Out Westside Tilapia”? You know the only fish that people in the ghetto know about? I do. It’s called “FISH”.
I bet you’re not going to find true gems that I’ve painstakingly prepared and perfected over the years. What, no spaghetti and hot dogs?! Egads, not a ham, turkey, and american cheese on white with ketchup?! Blasphemy.
Coolio is as ghetto gourmet as Vanilla Ice serving breakfast at a Waffle House.
Coolio is as kitchen pimp as Kriss Kross working a drive-thru window at Burger King.
Hell, THIS guy is more ghetto pimp than Coolio EVER will be:
This injustice will not STAND!
On a side note, I really can’t wait to try out Fork Steak & Heavenly Ghettalian Garlic Bread!
[via Village Voice]
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Moving forward, things like this will be classified as ghetto gourmet. Or, “putting random crap from my fridge into a pan”.
Leftover rotini pasta, cubed breaded chicken, and peas, sauteed in garlic, olive oil, and a little butter. Cracked black pepper and parmesan cheese over the top. Simple, and cost nothing (this time around at least).
