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I trust Martin Yan. The apron, the wok-related aphorisms, the unflagging enthusiasm. He’s lovable. He’s approachable. He’s like the Bob Ross of instructional Chinese food public television programming. Happy little Peking duck. Happy little scallion pancakes. Granted, instructional Chinese food public television programming is a bit of a niche market, so that’s kinda like calling ...
Clearly, although my medications seem to be working and I’m a functional human being, things are not 100% normal, or else I would not be feeling the irrational hatred of Comcast, NetGear, BlueHost, Firefox, Apple, WordPress 2.5.1 and every other technological entity that has erected a barrier between me and this post: flames, flames on ...
I can’t get a fucking signal and I’m about to put my head through the wall. It was all I could do to get this page to load to post these three fucking words about why I can’t get the Smackdown up tonight, let alone upload pictures and write more than two sentences. I was ...
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