Fuck, I love food. If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times. You may say you love food, but nuh uh girl, you don’t love food like I love food. Ha! I’m sure I’ll find something more interesting than food to post for you sometime soon, but I don’t think there’s anything more interesting than food. Food, food, food, food.

This recipe was based on another Food Wishes video. I found this video while I was on my 3-week sojourn in Vietnam, and you do not know the intense fire that burned in my belly. I craved lasagna, day and night, day and night, day and night. It was only when we got back to Canada and organized a family fiesta night that we were able to create this delicious looking thing. Let me tell you, it damn well tasted as good as it looks. It was 239874x more delicious than it looks.

Caramel pudding, or ‘flan.’ I don’t know about you but I love this stuff. Maybe it’s the taste, maybe it’s the texture. More likely, it’s a combination of the two. It’s like a baby crème brûlée, and boy do I like my crème brûlée. I’m glad this thing is cheap, meaning they serve it at most buffets. I load up on more than my fair share of this. I could eat it all day.

Free food at work. For lunch, I made myself a steak sandwich. A goddamn steak sandwich! On fresh-out-of-the-oven italian Ciabatta, a medium steak, some roasted onions and peppers, lettuce, and honey mustard sauce. *drool. I know what I’m having for lunch tomorrow.

Natas or “Portuguese egg tarts” are another thing I have to be careful around at work. If I don’t watch it, I’ll end up eating a billion of them. These are egg tarts, but they’re not like the asian egg tarts. Their custard is thicker, not as sweet, with a slight hint of cinnamon. Their surrounding pastry is light, flaky, crunchy, chewy, all around delicious. But they’re only like that if you get them fresh in the morning. If you’re lucky, they’ll stay like that till the next day. But seeing these arrive first thing in the morning, all fresh and warm and whatnot, is heaven.

Churros in Kensington Market. I’d only ever had churros once before at the Montreal Jazz Festival (I think), and I was jonesing for more of them after once passing by a sign advertising them in K-market. Finally, after a few months of procrastination, I went to get some. The two on the right are filled with chocolate and the one on the left is just plain. They were deliciously crispy, warm, and soft. Totally worth it. It was only a few days later that I learned this was the place that sold Kimchi Empanadas. It is my mission to go have a couple this summer, but hopefully before that.