THE ORIGIN STORY

All great things start with a humble story.. not this one! Unlike most starts this blog knows it pwns already with the all-star crew of the Stickyrice club and HK buddies. So even if this is the only blog comment we know we're the best anyways and if we couldn't be bothered posting more stuff its cos we have important stuff in our lives where if it weren't done civilisation would cease to exist.

Anyways here's how this blog came into being

1. First David posts a nice little story from Murakami
   
   http://www.geocities.jp/yoshio_osakabe/Haruki/Books/A-Window.html
2. In this story it makes reference to hamburger steak. Nelson with his feverish mind at work queries what the hell this means
   
   

   u know when japs talk about hamburger steak wat do they mean? is it really a steak or a hamburger pattie?

3. David answers in depth
   
   

   it's just the hamburger pattie.
   
   served with rice, maybe on top of a pile of spaghetti, with gravy on top. sometimes, the more expensive places use a piece of kobe beef... and guess what... they mince it all up just to make hamburger. what a waste. but i'm sure delicious. there's a great japanese hamburger place in Central where we work. It's called Hal's. next time you're here, I'll take you.
   
   sometimes they have variations. like white sauce and cheese on top of the hamburger. or poached egg and bacon.

   
   
   This leads on to a discussion about hamburgers in general. From western burgers, japan burgers, mos burgers, lunch appointments (which Jinnah breaks) and LG missing HK. Then Nelson makes a landmark statement
   
   

   wat was that thing u wrote loki where u went and abused some poor fella about hamburgers?! haha!!

4. This lead to the truly excellent and balanced discussion of that great site Chubby Hubby
   
   

   Yeah haha that chubby hubby fella man, he sickens me

   I find his blog posey bullsh*t man. He says he prefers a good honest burger
   to michelin blah blah blah then he goes on to pick 3 places in the world that serve a good burger - JUST THREE! WTF! He's getting all elitist about hamburgers man. I think I said something like too many good things in life have been ruined by being gentrified by elitist toffs, leave the burger the fk alone. I dunno why I got so steamed, I think Nelson pushed me bwahahaha

   
   
   (Private comments between Loki to Nelson with further enlighted analysis)
   
   

   king chubby hubby man wtf - 3 places that serve great burgers - get fked man, how about you walk down the streets of Melbourne or Sydney and dive into the first fish and chip/burger shop you see
   
   What the hell did I write man I was pretty proud of that comment
   
   I think you said something like you can grab a great burger at some fking hole in the wall place
   
   HAHAHA

   This leads to David making this searing insight into the minds of Loki and Nelson
   
   

   chubby hubby's no different to you or nels making top 5 lists of things. i
   reckon you're just indignant that he's got an audience that actually take
   his lists seriously. actually, chubby hubby reminds me a lot of nels. now
   you're both gonna kill me.
   

   
   With the following responses
   
   

   You're probably right, you should be a shrink man haha
   
   ha thats true for me but for loki he just hates singaporeans that are smarter than he is

5. Jinnah then asks the question the world has been waiting for (trademarked by Stone Roses)
   
   

   man, one question, do u guys like writing blogs?

6. Nelson and Loki inbetween fffs and cbf at work think of blogs they have done. Then it dawns on Nelson that man.. blogging.. he had invented that man.. with their eatstickyrice blog on AMAZON!!
   
   http://www.amazon.com/gp/pdp/profile/ATQX6RTJ2B0FZ/ref=cm_aya_bb_pdp/002-2488253-1374453
   
   Some choice blogging topics to be forever burned in the canon of rice literature
   
   

   The House of Morgan chronicles in minute detail the meteoric rise and rise of
   the JP Morgan banking behemoth. But don't despair food fans, it's not all
   captains of industry and heady stories of bold arbitrage plays. The narrative is
   punctuated more than occasionally by oddly beautiful recollections of J
   Pierpont's most memorable sticky rice meals.
   
   Sticky recently did a fair bit of research on this book for a good friend of his. The multiple exercises in this wonderful book (when combined with a strict diet regime of sticky rice, sticky rice, and more sticky rice) are sure to restore the spark to even the dullest of minds and rekindle a love for that most noble of processes; the bank reconciliation
   
   Sticky can't help but view poor Esther Greenwood as merely a product of that particular cultural milieu of New England in the 1950's. Asian influences were hardly prevalent and frankly a warm sticky rice as a comfort food was an anachronism and anathema to most WASPish tastes. Sticky believes that in this modern age Esther's problems could be easily solved with a few brisk slaps to the cheek and a steamer full of rice on the stove...
   
   "eat nothing that you cannot drop in 5 minutes when you spot the sticky
   rice on the yum cha trolley"
   
   as in sticky rice, as in if the Lisbon girls' dirty mother had fed them rice maybe then they would have had something worth living for. Especially Kirsten Dunst, she was hot...

   And then rice300 was born