Yes you got it correct. That is a plate of traditional Japanese vegetal saute of sliced bitter melon with stir-fried poke, bean curd(and often jumbled up with other vegetables too - which is popularly called "Goya Champuru" originated as one of the time-honoured dishes in Okinawa)
Bitter
melon! That's it. (I said Bitter Gourd. I have also heard it being referred to as
karralla - or some word that sounds like that, anyway - the indigenous name for it, I guess.) I have had it a couple of times - I hear it's a great de-toxifier. Must look for it again and try to mash up something. I tried it as 'chips' - thin slices that were fried crisp. Bitter, but with a delicious after-taste. I thought the meat was either pork or chicken, and there was possibly mustard and thinly sliced garlic or onion. Nice dish.
Goya champura. Huh. I know Japanese, too, now.
Tut, when I saw him saying he had a can of vanilla coke I thought the beverage actually tasted with flavors of vanilla ice cream which I haven't ever imagined to be and sounded to me an unbecoming combination of relish.
Are you saying you have never tasted vanilla ice-cream? The flavours do blend together quite well for the average palette, since the caramel/wintergreen flavour of the coke is more of an accent to what is a vanilla drink.
I'll see your Vanilla and Cherry Coke and raise you Burger King's .........XsnipX
I need to stop using the drive-through and actually go
inside one day.
I'm not much of a pop (soda) drinker, though. Pop, as everyone should know, is the number-one killer. (Not counting mosquitoes.) Well, refined sugar is the real killer. Then, I'd suddenly go on a binge and maybe have several soda-pops in a week, sometimes as much as two or three a day in that week. Then I'll stop drinking it for months - just smelling pop can make me turn away.
Same with the greasy burgers from the fast-food sweat-shops. I
have to have (
want to have?) some really greasy burger and fries, and I might do this once a month.
I prefer home-made burgers, though, and may have them more often.
And you were right,
axletramp - though is there a stronger word than 'rape'? I felt violated, mutilated, invaded, and metastasized into a greasy torpor. But only for a little while, thank the invisible unicorn.