Bork! Bork!

Big MaMa Q is whispering to me.

He says “Go ahead Myqueie-Myque, put those chocolate covered espresso beans into the coffee machine, it’ll taste great!

Big Mama Q, you haven’t led me astray since we made Zhang Chowda (a bacon-flavored avocado soup) but I think I’ll pass on this wilde hare ala mode.

I could just eat the espresso beans, but then again, it’s hard to dip one’s toast into a cup full of
solid chocolate lumps.

Now BMQ is saying to make a Peanut butter and Espresso Bean sandwich. He’s an evil one, that Big MaMa Q.

I first met the Big MaMa Q, at the Dining Center back @ UNI, he preached to me about all kinds of things, weirding the living daylights out of my comrades. The Gumbo to bitter and thin? Add a thickening/sweetening agent! (Lucky Charms) Breakfast cereal too watery? Add whipped cream! Zhang Chowda, Salty pancakes, sloppy-egg hash, Big MaMa Q and I had more low budget culinary adventures than the Phantom Gourmet.

Tara and BMQ don’t really get along. It’s funny, the performance artist is constantly disapproving of the culinary misappropriation of kitchen items, and is constantly stomping on the artistic license of my chef friend. I think it’s mostly that she has to eat whatever frankenfood the Mad Qook creates. In this, I do not blame her.

Now My alter-chef-ego is trying to tell me what kind of wicked awesome hot chocolate I could make if I took a cheese grater to the Esp. beans and added slow amounts of steamed soy. I am finally tempted.

Have a great weekend!