NARFing Nostalgia & Celebratory Dinner

Come take my hand and allow me to guide you into another twisting dark tunnel of nostalgia courtesy of my obviously getting too old and starting to want to relive the past.. I don't know if that's the case because really it seems to me I've always wanted to relive the past even years ago back so maybe my problem is just retrospective obsession, I don't really feel old; not in the traditional sense anyway. So maybe let me not so much guide you into a twisting dark tunnel of nostalgia so much as let me forcefully submerge your face and head into it's dark suffocating depths? ...Something like that, anyway.. At any rate our subject for this trip of nostalgia comes in the form of another show which premiered in.. Gee.. Fancy this.. 1993, Pinky and the Brain.. The fuck is with '93? Theme number much?

At any rate, Pinky and the Brain was another gem from Steven Spielberg and the boys and girls at Warner Bros. Entertainment who seemed to be on a particularly high-stride in the 90s and were pumping out what would later become cult-classics remembered fondly and reminisced about on blogs such as.. Well, this one.. For years to come later.. Pinky and the Brain was another one of those cartoons which was far more clever than you'd have ever expected from animated programming, looking back on Warner Bros' record during the 90s you've really got to respect the fact that they seemed to consistently release some higher-brow humour and some more clever amusements than the standard fare for the time, Warner Bros seems to really dominate the decade with an iron gold and blue fist (WB Logo)

Pinky and the Brain was simple enough in design, you had your two main characters, two genetically altered lab-mice who lived in a cage within the ACME Labs Research Facility with the leader of the duo being arguably Brain, the.. Uh.. Brains.. Fuck you, redundancy;

Brain being the aforementioned intelligence in the 'relationship' whose one and only desire and goal was to take over the world and who probably would have succeeded several times over had it not been for his partner, the comic relief and retard of the team, Pinky;

Course Pinky being the retard was typically the cause of Brains plans to fail as has been mentioned and he had the added perk of being rather amusing, full of funny one-liners and catch phrases galore NARF! Zoit! Poit! Pinky was for all intensive purposes in retrospective realization probably the architectural "GIR" to which other characters including, durh.. Redundancy.. GIR himself was loosely based off of and likely inspired by.. While Pinky was a little less high-tension than GIR, Pinky still did some pretty amazingly stupid and epic shit. Funny how stupid and epic often go hand-in-hand together, isn't it? Very strange phenomenon that.. At any rate, The Brain and Pinky made an excellent team in spite of Pinky's constantly foiling Brains plans. We'd prefer to spend times with the ones we love and that love us no matter what frustrations they may bring us, right? And Pinky did love Brain and the Brain did love Pinky. There was a clear chemistry there, strictly platonic of course but still... It existed.. Brain was nothing without Pinky and Pinky was nothing without Brain.

As a short side-note I can't help but be freaked out by what I see reflected in this show in the real-world today.. An example?

...Yeaaah... Aaanyway... The episodes were fairly uniform and in each episode, Brain would come up with a new plan to take over the world, which ultimately would end in failure, usually due to Pinky's idiocy or the impossibility of Brain's plan but it was good in that 'I can watch them do this for pretty much ever' sort of way, it never seemed to really get old even if it did become somewhat predictable. Parodies and pop-culture references are abound in this show, this is where some of the real cleverness of the show came into play and many of the references and parodies like those seen in Freakazoid! seemed to be geared towards an older and more mature audience, WB seemed to be playing the field pretty widely here and that was always nice though I can't see some of these jokes, parodies and references not completely going over the heads of younger viewers.. It's a show that I remember fondly and miss, if you get the chance and you haven't seen it, I suggest to make the effort. If you have seen it? Watch it again. Always good to relive something this.. Uh.. FUCKING REDUNDANCY... GOOD.. FINE, WHATEVER.. NEXT SUBJECT..
So now we move on to dinner for tonight which was a celebratory dinner, a celebratory dinner in celebrRREEEDUNNDDAAAANNCCCCCYYYYYYYYYY of James' finding a job! Hooray! Ironically? He's working at Walgreens now.. Much love as I give that store on this blog they should probably pay me for advertisement and pimping their names, I'm pretty sure I've made them several sales in the past.. Tonight's dinner, though? It was an all out affair;

This is a unique dish I'd created myself, Japanese style naturally but a largely original meal. Amai supaisu butapan (Sweet Spice Pork Bun), the bun of which I'm proud to say as pretty as the fucker was, I made myself. The ingredients for the dough kneaded from scratch into dough, the dough shaped by my hands and then baked by my hands. It came out fluffy and buttery golden and when I filled it with my Butaniku no itame (Pork Stir-fry) it just looked sooooo nice! The sauce on top? Oh, that gets a mention all it's own. I worked hard on that sauce and I wasn't convinced it would work or come out right but I managed it.. Oh, I managed it. The sauce was less like a dinner sauce and more like a dessert sauce but that was the intention, it's an entry into the sweet-dish category and is a sweet spice sauce as the name of the dish indicates.. I'm not going to detail how I created it or what I used but the ingredients were difficult to work with and in the end the fact that it came out absolutely amazes me. I don't think I'm good for having created this, I believe it was a fluke that it worked out.. Nevertheless.. My god what a fluke..

And here's where I once again hope that someone who owns a restaurant or heads shows on the Food Network stumbles across my blog and hires me as a Chef or gives me my own job, where's my fairly tale twist, damn it!? Bah! I mumble in frustration.