Mon, Jul. 3rd, 2006

oyceter: Pea pod and peas with text "peas please" (peas)
Yesterday I dragged Rachel, [livejournal.com profile] canandagirl and [livejournal.com profile] knullabulla out to Din Tai Fung, despite the insane hour-long wait. Din Tai Fung is the famous Shanghainese dumpling place from Taiwan; it has katakana next to the store name specifically for the Japanese tourists. Despite the touristy association, it's still one of the best Shanghainese dumpling places that I've been to, and I've been dying to have some for quite a while.

We got Shanghainese pork soup dumplings, which are these little, thinly-wrapped dumplings with tender pork meat, so juicy that they actually produce broth inside of the dumpling (ergo, soup dumpling). You dip them in black vinegar, and the vinegar cuts through some of the velvety meatiness, and eat them very slowly, so as to not burn your tongue. I was very pleased to see that everyone liked them.

We also had vegetable and pork dumplings, which weren't quite as good as the ones in Taiwan (less veggies, more pork), but were still tasty; fish dumplings, which I had for the first time; chicken noodle soup Chinese style, in which the chicken is cooked to pieces so that it flavors the soup; dumplings filled with pork and sticky rice; sticky rice cakes with pork and cabbage; sesame buns, which Rachel and I gobbled up; red bean paste dumplings, which are absolutely delicious and in the incredibly thin skin; red bean paste filled sticky rice things (zhong ze); this red bean cake type thing and.... I think that's it.

Needless to say, we were absolutely stuffed.

After going to another Japanese bookstore (I got a random manga that seemed to feature people from Tang Dynasty China), we ended up vegetating and watching more Escaflowne. Actually, Rachel watched Esca while I apparently dozed off, thanks to the prone position, the heat, and the dark room.

I am amazed that I managed to sleep through all of Dilandau's insane cackling of "MOERO!! MOERO!!" (translation: "Burn! Burn!" though I personally think "Burninate! Burninate!" is much more accurate).

Then Rachel took me to Zankou's Chicken, which is indeed awesome. It looks like a fast-food place, but it has really, really good rotisserie Greek chicken. Unfortunately, we got there about half an hour before closing, which is why I think the breast of my chicken was just a little dry. But I still had tons of dark meat, spread on pitas with their garlic sauce, which is creamy and extremely garlicky and amazingly good, piled on the skin, and pigged out.

We then watched the first episode of Last Exile, which I have already decided that I adore. It is steampunk with airships. Also, just as I commented that it was just like Temerarire/His Majesty's Dragon, except with airships, someone in the anime went, "Oh no! The Temeraire has been hit!"

Awesome.

I've also been reading a metric ton of manga, which I shall soon blog on.
oyceter: (bleach parakeet of doom!)
Y'know, I adore Bleach. I know that there are gender issues and pacing issues and all sorts of story-telling issues with the Soul Society arc, but I love it anyway! It's just, Kubo's art is so, so good that I don't mind that half the fight scenes consist of: Ichigo is going to face off the mostest scariest worstest bad guy ever! Check out the size of his zanpaku-to!

Ichigo proceeds to defeat bad guy. Cue next bad guy.

And yet, I love the art, and I love Ichigo's face, and I love the humor (Ikkaku's fight was particularly funny).

My favorite line so far is, "You're going to try to do [incredibly hard task] with what, seven? eight? nine people?"

"Er. Five people. And a cat," says Ichigo.

And while Kubo's absolutely insane character designs remind me a little of Watsuki Nobuhiro's latter villains, I love them. I mean... one of them has an eyepatch and Statue of Liberty type hair. With bells! At the ends of his hair spikes!

And then there is a one-armed ninja lady with gigantic boobs! And she blows things up!

I am so easily amused.

My other favorite moment involves the extreme dork Ishida, who has nearly perished because of his (very small) cape. While at rest, he whips out... a spare cape!

Oh yeah, some plot stuff also goes on.

But the plot stuff completely pales next to Soul Reapers with billowing kimono, who enter, heralded by cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms, are, of course, thoughtfully scattered in the wind by his helpful assistant captain, who later dumps the entire thing on his head in a fit of pique.

I just love looking at this manga so much.

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