Delightful pig out snack!

Delightful pig out snack!


I miss listening to the radio. I am a part of the generation who grew up listening to cassette tapes, on-air music countdowns and pages of song lyrics with guitar chords on them.
The best part back then was calling the radio station, make a request and when the DJ preludes a few words with your name then play the song?! How cool was that! My classmates would then talk about it the next day.
I thought of DJs then as local celebrities, someone ought to be amazed at. Now local celebrities are a dime a dozen with the help of a little click here, a little share there and a few hashtags and tons of comments, nasty or good.
Of course, we all know that music is universal (one of five), so who knows? There may be one other person in the world who loves the exact same music as you and I. There might even be one other person in the world who loves to listen to the radio as much as I did.
Now, I use my computer to listen to an eclectic collection of singles and albums I’ve downloaded. My mix would sometimes range from, The Lions Sleeps Tonight (The Tokens), 19 (Suga Shikao), Always on my Mind ( Willie Nelson), Pumped Up Kicks (Foster the People), A Movie Script Ending (Death Cab for Cutie), Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen) and a little bit of Park JiYoon, Lee Min-jung, M Signal, Joanna Wang and of course Tanya Chua’s Letting Go. When it comes to music, lyrics or words always came first before the melody or tune. Now, I no longer mind that much. Partly because the songs I’ve been collecting lately are either in Chinese, Korean or Japanese. Then I’d look for the translations ( I only understand a few words of Japanese , barely Korean and Chinese). It seems that my ears knows what my heart would love and I often end up falling inlove with the songs that my ears pick up.
There is a simple solution to this “I miss listening to the radio” thing, I could just turn the radio on,yes? So why am I NOT doing that? It’s the DJs. Of course there are still a number of exceptionally witty, convincingly articulate and seamlessly entertaining Disk Jockeys out there ( Magic 89.9 DJs back in the early 2000’s) but lately there’s too much tastelessness and crassiness and shallowness and more –ness. Bleh. So sickening.
I want something comforting and greasy and easy to make. Here’s a cupful of tater tots for my convenience.