February 12, 2008

• It's Cold

  It has been bitterly cold the past couple of days.   It’s the kind of cold that bites your nose
  and ears if you don’t bundle up.  This
  cold has long & skinny fingers with icicle nails that can reach inside your
  jacket.  Those cold fingers will
  sometimes gently caress you until you shiver uncontrollably.  It’ll poke and prod you as
  you walk to see if you can go faster.  When
  the cold wind seeks you out, you realize that shrinkage is not just a theory or
  a silly episode from Seinfeld.  No amount
  of Viagra will help you when those chilly winds grab you by your gonads.  

  Your eyes start to tear and your nose starts to run.  Your shoulders hunch over as your fingers
  slowly grows numb.  At long last, you get
  into the office building from the parking lot. 
  After you dump your stuff on the desk you know there’s one ugly chore
  left.  You quietly and solemnly go into
  the washroom.  You stand in front of the
  urinal, reach in with your cold hands and let out a blood curdling scream. 

   I can’t wait for the summer.
  

  Until then, I'll have to rely on simple soups like these to warm me up.  I got the pork already cut from the supermarket.  All I had to do was to marinate it in soy sauce, corn starch, pepper and sesame seed oil.  The broth was canned chicken stock (yep - in a pinch, I use can stock).  The only other work was to defrost some shrimps and boil up some noodles. 

  Simply add some soy sauce, pepper and sesame seed oil if you wish afterwards.

  

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