love for the asian food channel

steak, shrimp and scallops salad, topped with a zesty italian dressing and sides of surimi - courtesy of mom

i love the asian food channel. not because they teach me how to cook. nor because you get to see nigella strutting around in her little kitchen and having a ball of a time. nope. i love afc because i get to eat good food. now i know what you're thinking. "shaun, you've totally gone off your rockers. the afc doesn't bring you good food. its not a food catering service. its a damn food channel!" well yes. but you see, its more than that.

my mom has always been a fine cook (but then again, all boys think the world of their moms). matter of fact, i think she kicks nigella's little (and oh so fine) ass any day. but after afc, she's no longer fine. no, not nigella, my mom. oh no. my world changed after afc. sometimes i get down on my knees and thank the culinary gods for bring afc to my home (well i thank starhub too, but its kinda weird when people see me praying to my cable box set). i learnt that when i came in one day to find my cable guy having just finished repairing my set. i got down on my knees and did the usual prayer ritual. the guy immediately looked at me in horror and pee'd in his pants. now i make sure i lock the doors before i do.

but anyway, so i love afc because i get good food. ever since we got afc, my mom has been watching it non-stop. now my mom doesn't work. so she gets bored and starts finding things to clean and stuff. so now that my dad bought her a big ass flat scren tv in her room, i no longer see her. i used to wonder what in the world she was doing inside there. i imagined a little place like in narnia where you walk into a closet and enter a secret little world with goblins and witches.

but turns out she was simply watching afc. so now, everytime i go look for her to cook me something, she's watching afc. damn. how much afc can you watch. you got nigella, license to grill, that old english man that goes around the world cooking at the countryside and eating at lots of out-of-the-way places. but its not a bad thing. after awhile i used to come home from work to a yummy roasted rack of lamb, dripping with moist flavor and topped of with a delicious mint sauce. or, because i'm such a protein junkie, a huge pot of slow cooked chicken cooked with garlic, onions, carrots and potatoes; baked in the oven, so tender that the meat from the chicken is dropping of the bones and the flavor from the sauce drenches the flesh. mmmm...

so i proclaim my love for afc. without afc, none of this would have happened. i'd be doomed to eating oatmeal and chicken breasts for the rest of my days, until my brain dies from bordom and insanity. but it isn't so. so i guess i'm pretty happy. i think maybe i'll just go celebrate by doing the nigella dance in the kitchen right now.