"I'm all over the place
today" she breathlessy announces, as if normally she is a bastion of lucidity and level-headedness. Her Mukbang "table" is precariously balanced atop Shakespeare which is a pretty fantastic visual representation of what her life has become. "
Thou shall art.. assist my Mukbang" she ever-so-cleverly sharts out with glee.
Today our Mistress of Mukbangs is reviewing "giant cheese shell" burritos and cherry cola, which she helpfully informs us is "keto-friendly" (except for the cola, which is loaded with sugar
HEE HEE!!!)
So, let's get to, let's get to another helpful and informative food review from our Grotesque Gourmand:
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On the cola: "MMMMM! This is a natural Coke. So
good."
"The metal straw makes everything colder as it passes through". Wat.
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The lime: "
I have some lime for decoration, but I WILL use them -HAH HAH!". Advises both us and Bibi, who appears to be somewhere nearby, that putting it in the cola "would be good. It WOULD be good... Putting LIME in this Coke would be REALLY DELICIOUS", to which he responds with: "
No."
Bless you, Bibi.
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The "delicious" turkey taco meat she made: "
Yum!" and "
MMMM!!" respectively. (really giving your thesaurus a workout tonight, Chantal)
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The taco sauce: "This taco sauce is...
Mmmm!.. LEGIT!!" "MMMM, Farmboy is such good quality. SUCH good quality."
"
TOO LEGIT TO QUIT!" she proudly shouts later while dousing her burrito with even more sauce.
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The burrito: "MMMMM!" (Tries desperately to get Bibi to taste it, he wisely refuses).
"Mmmm. These are so
good. Like.. Oh my god."
Gorl, Gourmet is quaking right now with these stellar food reviews.
"
Mmmm," she reports after telling us she used
2 cups of shredded cheddar cheese to make these taco shells. Girl is going to spend Christmas in the ER for the massive cheese cork she is creating in her colon. I can only imagine that Bibi is considering strangling her with a Xmas stocking at this point.
..."You SURE you don't want to try any babe?" Chantal pleads before finally telling us the ingredients in the taco meat, which includes
catsup and seemingly every spice in her cabinet. "Yeah" he mumbles, clearly wishing she would leave him the fuck alone.
"
Mmmm. Fresh, crunchy lettuce, I just bought it today". *Two* descriptive culinary words that are neither "
good" nor "
mmmm"?? You spoil us, Chantal!
After regaling us with true meaning of Christmas According to Chantal (and giving us the
breaking news that she heard Christ might not
really have been on December 25th, but she's "not sure"
) our Poutine Princess, finally free from Bibi's gaze, aggressively pounds down the final taco, tells us she's not full, and ends her Xmas eve feast with:
"That was really good. That was really good, homemade, hit the spot. I was honestly getting really tired of
HEE-HEE takeout food!"
This one was worth watching if only for how uncomfortable Bibi's presence clearly made Chantal: the eye-darting was off the charts tonight.
I give it 8/10 mugs-o-gravy for the sheer awkwardness.
Merry Xmas, Kiwis!
