Condensed milk

I recently found out you can make dulche de leche by boiling condensed milk in its own tin. Something about pressure and heat makes things delicious I guess.
If you took parts of my life in Japan and set 'em on high flame (and I don't for a second want to imply that it wasn't FREEZING COLD in NYC) you might get Japan condensed through New York. All the same ingredients; same friends, same ramen, same tiny coffee cans, but a very different flavour.
Even Uni-Qlo is pimped out!








So I'm trying to take a picture of two beautiful girls, and some creepy Taiwanese dude starts leering into view - I thought they had laws for crazy people like that. Man, New York is full of crazy people...








Boston doesn't fit my condensed milk analogy... but I went there too.



Hollas going out to the Brooklyn crew, the Columbianas, Ithacanas and the wicked-smart residents of Boston-town.


1 Comments:
Now I want a red velvet cupcake!
Post a Comment
<< Home