Pepper Lunch-Eon

After being thoroughly smitten by the explosion of tastes and spices within my mouth a week earlier, I was worried that Pepper Lunch @ Taka B2 would be a disappointment the second time around.

Feeling particularly bored DotAing my life away, I decided to meet up with fellow 'Pepper Lunchee' CW(eask) to delve once more into the pools of pwning pepper.


That lucky Peter Piper...
I ordered with great anticipation. My stomach was trembling with hunger; My teeth were aching to clamp down on delectables; My tastebuds were already spasming from memories of the last close encounter with the pepper kind.

Soon, a steaming terayaki-style hot plate was brought to our table. On it was a blood-red hamburger patty, 3 generous strips of chicken and a heap of tau gay, carrots and green beans.

Here came the fun part: Preparing your own pepper dinner.

I masterfully mixed the components, taking care to ensure that the meat stayed atop the vegetables to prevent charring (yes, it IS that hot). The custom pepper butter was already sizzling away, eating into the meats to give them their signature taste.

My eyes drifted over to the condiments that could either make or break the meal. A generous helping of Honey Brown sauce never hurt anything, while copious amounts of Garlic Soy Sauce would give me more than the FDA recommended intake of garlic. To top it all off, several (gazillion) sprinkles of pepper bombarded my hot plate.

After adding and mixing the rice in, even the plate looked good enough to eat. The choice cuts glistened alluringly in the soft lighting, the vegetables soaked up all the sauces and were magnificently speckled with pepper and the aroma... The aroma was pure heaven (not pure heavin').

Before i took my first bite, i prayed to God to calm my palpitous heart and to let Pepper Lunch live up to its preconceived notions.

I broke off a piece of tender chicken and scooped a generous portion of peppered/sauced rice into my spoon, finally deciding to take the plunge.

HOWEVER, IT DID NOT LIVE UP TO ITS EXPECTATIONS.

...

... It far surpassed it.

I desperately tried to imprint the emotions, the senses and the utter joy that came from eating Pepper Lunch into the deep recesses of my mind. When i'm frail and dying of some obscure disease in the distant future, i want to think back and fondly remember that "I had Pepper Lunch. My tastebuds were reborn that day".

Of course, stupid CW in his pink shirt and ugly Topman hat gave that memory a sense of cheap-ness.

Naah joking. Nothing, NOTHING, can remove the experience of Pepper Lunch.

I left contented. My tongue and throat were pleasantly simmering while my stomach was the fullest it'd been in a while.

SORRY SUBWAY, YOU'VE BEEN SURPASSED. So begins the Pepper Lunch-Eon...



Ending this endless ode to... Let Me Go - 3 Doors Down