tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post1556154728348573080..comments2023-09-24T16:40:46.644+00:00Comments on The Eyechild: The Noodle ConspiracyThe Eyechildhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845640351841347933noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-81239889413226188002007-12-06T17:20:00.000+00:002007-12-06T17:20:00.000+00:00@ LNBHNo I didn't know! I think that's what's got ...@ LNBH<BR/><BR/>No I didn't know! I think that's what's got me so miffed, that I've dwelt in blissful (or not so blissfull) ignorance for so long.. and all I had to do was rotate the packet for for the truth.. Curses!The Eyechildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845640351841347933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-89242193411262476272007-12-05T21:51:00.000+00:002007-12-05T21:51:00.000+00:00You didn't know? I stopped eating instant noodles ...You didn't know? I stopped eating instant noodles 10 years ago when I realised how fattening they were. I could have a supersize McDonald's meal instead. The deep fried hypothesis is right.thisisnaivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14119134894750384855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-28737502346663907422007-11-30T12:49:00.000+00:002007-11-30T12:49:00.000+00:00Totty Teabag:You're probably right.. As for my sta...Totty Teabag:<BR/><BR/>You're probably right.. As for my statement about women and science fiction, I was being somewhat cursory in my 'analysis' (there are some very celebrated female SF writers).<BR/><BR/>Nontheless, it's the kind of pragamtic feminine wisdom you've just exhibited that leaves girls – on the whole – indifferent to science fiction, whilst menfolk across the land dream of spaceships.The Eyechildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845640351841347933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-70432070933526903732007-11-29T19:47:00.000+00:002007-11-29T19:47:00.000+00:00Saturated fat = saturated flavour. Eating packet n...Saturated fat = saturated flavour. Eating packet noodles wouldn't be the pleasure it is without the zingy chilli oil and the porky-pig fat...but what would I know? I'm just a woman who likes Science Fiction....Fat Fact :)Totty Teabaghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01303238370591634781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-67105886898166256762007-11-28T19:04:00.000+00:002007-11-28T19:04:00.000+00:00ZC:Nepal's quite cold I guess?ade:Yeah, I used to ...ZC:<BR/><BR/>Nepal's quite cold I guess?<BR/><BR/>ade:<BR/><BR/>Yeah, I used to be bang into them too.. perhaps fortunately, Scummerfield in Camberwell stopped stocking them.. something I was initially up in arms about, but now perhaps have to thank them for. Ironic hey?The Eyechildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845640351841347933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-2421928219669475022007-11-28T13:24:00.000+00:002007-11-28T13:24:00.000+00:00Blue Dragon were my brand of choice in noodley day...Blue Dragon were my brand of choice in noodley days gone by. Chicken flavour with chilli bits. And being quite the little chef I was, I'd throw in a few chopped up cherry tomatoes while they boiled. This, in my mind, made it a proper meal.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05795718607403327664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-36081596238249067782007-11-28T13:11:00.000+00:002007-11-28T13:11:00.000+00:00There was this slightly crazy homeless girl in Kat...There was this slightly crazy homeless girl in Kathmandu when we lived there who would always beg for money from passing tourists. She'd take the money and go immediately to a vendor on the edge of Basantapur Square, and buy a particular Nepalese brand of instant noodle she'd consume uncooked straight out of the packet - Gaida Brand (which I think means "rhinoceros" - there was certainly a picture of a rhino emblazoned on the packet). <BR/><BR/>She was kind of chubby, come to think. For a homeless Nepalese girl, anyway.Zeno Cosinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07397459875509173660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-10895072634222698292007-11-28T12:30:00.000+00:002007-11-28T12:30:00.000+00:00Better stock up before you come to the icy reaches...Better stock up before you come to the icy reaches of Wales.....mountainearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977393968796316843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-85133404410304400312007-11-28T12:21:00.000+00:002007-11-28T12:21:00.000+00:00Doppelganger:You've got a point, but at least with...Doppelganger:<BR/><BR/>You've got a point, but at least with Special K I get to feel vaguely virtuous for half an hour or so. I have to say though, if I'm going down that route I might as well 'go the whole hog' as it were, and just grab a bacon butty.<BR/><BR/>Peter Gasston:<BR/><BR/>Yeah, it just gets worse and worse the more you scrutinise it. Zero nutritional content, plus loads of random shit, makes for an OK if fairly 'evil' snack.<BR/><BR/>I chatted to my housemate Marv about it last night and he hypothesised that the noodles were actually deep fried at some stage, which accounts for the high lard content I suppose.<BR/><BR/>I suppose if I were embarking on a polar mission they'd make reasonable sense.The Eyechildhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845640351841347933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-43177177896767486142007-11-28T10:02:00.000+00:002007-11-28T10:02:00.000+00:00Not to mention all that lovely MSG. Mmmm!Not to mention all that lovely MSG. Mmmm!Peter Gasstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13838157043479915215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16609686.post-46071232978497444102007-11-27T22:47:00.000+00:002007-11-27T22:47:00.000+00:00Aw c'mon - ya can feel all that lovely saturated f...Aw c'mon - ya can feel all that lovely saturated fat clogging your lips as the noodles gently slither inwards... is there an equivalant sensory pleasure to be gained from clogging one's innards with sodden mash of 'Special' K ?doppelgangerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01054886001547860460noreply@blogger.com