Saturday, July 28, 2007

Dream Dinners

My friend Meredith and I tried Dream Dinners today. After eating the food for dinner tonight I thought a little feedback was merited. The whole experience was well organized. You set up an appointment time and order and prepay for all your meals ahead of time, and are given the option of ordering 3 or 6 serving portions. I would prefer that they did a four or five serving option, because three servings was not enough, even for my family of four pretty small eaters, and six would be too much. Also, you really only get your meat course and maybe a rice side. Not a whole lot of vegetarian choices.

Preparation is easy. You walk in and they give you a print out of all the stuff you ordered. All the ingredients are laid out with a station for each different dish they offer that month. Everything is pre-chopped and measuring is easy. Each meal takes five to ten minutes to prepare, and they provide you with Ziploc bags to hold and separate ingredients and preprinted labels to tell you what the meal is and how to cook it. The place was a little crowded and chaotic, and despite stern warnings to NOT brings your kids, some guy had his two rowdy toddlers running around with the staff pretty much forced to babysit them. Not cool in my opinion. After you are finished all your prep, they load everything up on a cart and wheel it out to your car for you. The staff was friendly and helpful. Oh, and very perky.

They provide you with a little checklist of all the stuff you ordered. They also provide you with side order suggestions and the general cooking method and prep time needed to cook the stuff. Don't be like me and forget to leave time for the thawing step. The food was very tasty. We had southwestern grilled chicken, which I served with my own Mexican rice and salad. We also had peach cobbler which was TASTY!

Overall, I was impressed. I won't make a weekly or even monthly ritual of this because a) I like to cook, b) I already have most of these ingredients on hand, c) it didn't really save me ALL that much time, d) it was a little on the spendy side. I do think it would be really fun to go back and do a private party there with a bunch of friends and a bottle of wine.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Lyrics to Indian Thriller English Translation

Credit for these lyrics goes to Buffalax.

Link to the video here.

Because you know you want to be able to sing along while you're practicing all those hot Bollywood pelvic thrusts and head twitches:

I think I’m the evil of the people…

(Praise the glory of the evil!)

GIRLY MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

Gosh, my old calculator ain’t got no bow!

Nipply man I met, he ate my motorboat!

Calm down and park that comfy shin guard armor!

Welcome the dude who ain’t the buyer of mugs.

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

RRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPYOURMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Woot, I’m Coming!

Mutton goes YAY!

Cook the chicano’s day!

Mucho Caliente!

I’ll eat wasabe on my dude!

All my body just got ruled!

Kinda like a fish on road!

One more body for your car!

OOO! OOO! Papa’s Restaurant.

OOOOOOOOOOO You’ll be pumping Ovaltine

or Salty Shanty’s One Shot Tea!

Roll, jam, belching, raving son!

Mork, and bull, and mumued star!

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Killer! Killer! Killer!

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Killer! Killer! Killer!

(please don’t buy the bald seal!)

Move then Connie!

Let me go yay!

Cause it’s a yardless day!

Conga line too, Good Day!

Salad is a cargo you could do!

Chet’s my buddy, Chester Rowe!

Called him at the coaster room!

Smashing all the people up!

It’s the child no parka rule!

OOOOOOO laddie, ready, bite your knee!

OOOOOOO conk a Collie, Conquer he!

Deal them. Peel them. People look shocked!

Move, too, then you got private shower!

Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Killer! Killer! Killer!

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

Gosh, my old calculator ain’t got no bow!

Nipply man I met, he ate my motorboat!

Calm down and park that comfy shin guard armor!

Welcome the dude who ain’t the buyer of mugs.

Girly Man!

Girly man, man, man, man, man!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!