I know I touched on the rice issue the other day but it was late and I gave it short shrift. I am nothing if not a rice savant. I never questioned my ability to get by living a solely rice diet. Where has ennui come from?
The rice itself. I can proclaim with 100% certainly that the hospital is not using Uncle Ben's whole grain converted rice. When Uncle Ben's is done right, it is a bit puffy with a moist feeling about it. The rice here is shrivelled and dried up.
Now, I do not want you to think I am a rice snob. I enjoy Jasmine Rice, Basmati Rice, Short, Medium and long grain rice. I have also sampled all kinds of brands of rice from Dainty to No Name. Nothing rivals this rice. I think they might be using actual sawdust.
Another problem might be my mildly restrictive food fetishes. I am not sure how well known VH Sauce is known outside Montreal, but I have probably consumed a thousand bottles of it. My mother introduced me to the rice sauce stuff in the mid 70s and I have been consuming the sweet swill ever since. It goes without saying that such a fine product is unavailable here. Not to mention how much it would clash with the house brown sauce.
In short, you cannot hide from life's piccadillos.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
An airing of a grievance.
Location:
Montreal, Canada
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