My stomach was never the same again after that excursion to an eat-all-you-can-with-bottomless-drinks-buffet. I thought it had gotten used to the large quantities of food I've been gobbling since last year. Apparently not. It's now so large it almost looks as if I have a beer belly. And I don't drink beer (or alcohol of any kind). These shady dealings with gastronomy had dubious beginnings. I can't recall when the first temptation happened. Or maybe it was just my friend who got tempted and I got it by association. There are four of us whom I shall refer to as the Food porn Quartet. I distinctly remember that we usually start out without plans of any kind. Plans get foiled. Impulse, on the other hand, doesn't. Impulse drives us. We tend to imagine the sight, smell and taste of food, the first bite of mouth watery goodness that feeds on our imagination until we are feverish to take on the challenge of emptying our purses and filling our bellies. There was only one goal in mind and that is to conquer all Asian cuisines in various restaurants in our city. Of course, we had to consider the budget. It must be affordable. We're only students, after all, and we still rely on our parents to give us our food allowance. But as true foodporners, we are like the knights of gastronomy, vowing to partake in food of any edible kind.
The knights:
Neerodix the Anti-Chicken
Maven the Tempted
Sunny the Say-Yes!
Rubs the Maybe
Okay so it doesn't really say much about who we are but we are who we are or whatever. We just love food. Period.
xoxo
