BROhemian Rhapsody

Nom Nom Nompton is a group of brotato's from Norman, OK who like to experience the finer things in life.
So join us in our adventures, fine dining, and tales of mischief.
Simply put, we're connoisseurs of life.

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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Back to Portland. Enough said. :(

This is going be a bit choppy but here’s the update of what’s going on.

I'm back in the cold, green city of Portland again where it’s raining 70 percent of the year. Woohoo! Yeah, right. I’m here cheffin’ it up for a few weeks to help my aunt and hang out with family. That’ll be some fun but I’m definitely not looking forward to working 60 hours a week again but I guess it’s a way for me to save some dinero for Vegas round two with the NomNomNompton boys in January. Vegas better watch out because we are gonna take over that city. Six of he Nompton boys pitched in some scrilla to buy DrewJones a flight out to Vegas with us. I wish I could have taken a snap shot of his face when he saw the itinerary e-mail. He looked like an overly happy 8 year-old boy who just got a toy spaceship for Christmas or something. Surprise was a success. Happy belated birthday, Merry Christmas and Happy Early (2011) Birthday, Drewski.

Round one of Vegas happened in September when Lez and I went for our friend's bachelor party. Crazy weekend for sure. Lez and I missed our flight twice.. We missed the first flight because we were stuck at the Sapphire strip club. Lez couldn't stop getting lap dances. So, we booked another room at the cheapest hotel we could find... The Imperial Palace.. Shit, this place was full of noodles. We get ready, went to have drinks, and then off to the casino next door to gamble a little. I was at the Roulette table while Lez was at the 3 card poker table and we begin to get hammered because the cocktail waitress kept bringing us cheapass vodka shots. Lez decided to go take a nap at 1 am because he was drunk. I told him I'd wake him up to go to the strip club again in an hour. Well, 5am rolls around, my alarm clock goes off for our 6am standby but I am still at the table playing Roulette and at this point I can't even function. I cash out and go back to the room to wake Lez and try to head to the airport.. I walk in, both beds are empty, the lights are off, and his shoes are on the floor.. Hmm.. maybe he hooked up with a girl.. I go to take a piss, turn on the light and there he was passed out on the floor underneath the sink. I try to wake him but he is too drunk and says to just miss the flight again and so that's what we did... We then got a late check-out the next day and headed to get some crawfish. We ate about $100 worth but that soon becomes a waste. Thirty minutes after eating we go to a nice hotel casino, walk around for about 5 minutes, find a restroom, get into stalls side-by-side and start puking our guts out.. 100 bucks down the toilette. Lesson learned.. Don't eat spicy, garlic crawfish when you're hungover... That was pretty much the end of our Vegas trip and we made it to our flight on time after paying $500 for the airfare.

Anyway, I was supposed to be back in Portland on October 20th but changed my flight because I wanted to spend some epic time with the boys and all my friends in Norman for Halloween. I’m glad I made that decision. One of the best parties we’ve had at our place, minus our asshole neighbors who called the cops on us again.

Although I’m back in Portland, I didn’t even have to come here. I received a text from my aunt one Saturday afternoon telling me this: “Okay- I get the feeling you feel obligated to Oregon but your heart and home is w/ your Nom Nom bros. It’s okay if you don’t want to move here. No obligation. We’ll be okay. I appreciate your help this summer—so don’t feel obligated.” Exact words. What a great and sincere aunt I have. I didn’t know what to say. I was speechless but I told her I’d still fly out to help her and spend time with family. It’s only been a day and some change but I already miss home. You’ll spend your life looking for happiness and you might not even fully find it but you’ll know what makes you happy. For me, it’s being with my friends. For some, that may be stupid but I say whatever.

hmm. This always seems to happen to me. I meet a girl that I begin to really like and things start to go well, then I end up leaving for a long period of time. Why is this? I don’t know. I hope things are the same when I get back, but I guess it’s a day-to-day thing. I’ll keep you updated on how things go. I have high hopes for this and think things will be fine. That’s that. Off to the next subject.

We’ve added a new addition to the NomNomNompton headquarters. Her name is Bella and she is the cutest French Bulldog pup I have ever seen. She’s a “cuddle whore” according to some but no one would want to push this precious thing away.

Well, Nompton, I’ll see you soon. We promise to do our best with posting a new video. It’ll happen soon. I know it’s been awhile and we’ve promised before but enjoy the photo dump for now.

Signing out…

Cheff Jeff (Twitter: @Cheff_Jeff)


















































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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Home sweet home... PDX>NOMPTON.

Hulloski broskis, hoeskis, and visitorskis. I've been back home for exactly 8 days now but before I give you an update on what has been going on since my return, let me give you a brief update of my last week or so in Portland.

Monday August 30th: B-Ren calls me and tells me he will be in the next afternoon, so he and his friend Stu slumbered at my aunt's place with me for two days. I also received a text from JahnBobz later that night telling me to clear my schedule at 10:30pm CST (8:30 PDT my time) for a Skype interview with the OU Daily about our blog. I know, super cool right? By the way, thanks for the clarification on the time, Jahn.

The next two days with B-Ren was pretty bitchin'. We headed out to the Thirsty Lion in downtown Portland for a few drinks and darts. The place is huge and cool for soccer match days but that Tuesday night was dead so we left and headed to East Portland to The Nest on Alberta Street. As we were walking to the front door there were a group of thugs outside that looked dangerous and I thought we were in the wrong part of town but the vibe here was pretty legit. We walked inside to find a crowd different from what we saw outside. What a relief. The place is a cool little hipster bar with ping pong tables on the back patio, a pool table, Pac-man, $7 PBR pitchers and dope hip-hop/rap blasting away. At the end of the night B-Ren introduced me to a peanut butter and jelly tortilla wrap with some almond granola crunch inside. Don't knock it until you try it. The next day (Wednesday) we headed downtown again for some Voodoo Doughnuts, which you may have seen on the Travel Channel. Of course, the line was out the door. They've got some pretty delicious doughnuts and you can even get married there. We had one of their popular items, which was a Bacon Maple Bar (bacon on a maple bar). The doughnut was pretty moist and om Nom Nom but it could have had more bacon, in my opinion. Immediately after that we went down a couple blocks to a strip of food carts where B-Ren and I had some Mediterranean food. I totally forgot what we did the rest of the day. I must have been fazed. B-Ren took off the next day and I was only two days away from being home in Norman!!!

It may be weird to some of you but I was extremely excited and ready to be home to see my friends and work at In the Raw. I missed Norman oh so much. I got in Saturday the 4th at 1:12pm and KevyBoy picked me up to head straight to the tailgate where I reunited with all my peeps. What a great start to my return home. I began my game day adventure with a beer-bong, food and some Jameson. If you've tailgate with us, you know how we do. First of all, yelling at people across the street and in their cars to come take beerbongs was a huge success. We met a bunch of randos but its all fun and games and any Sooner fan is family. We floated two kegs, emptied a handle of Jameson and some other liquors I can't recall. After several hours of boozing we all headed to the game against Utah State, where the Sooners unfortunately performed a piss poor job. But a win's a win. The next day, Sunday the 5th, we wake up with a hangover to play some flag football. East Nompton (NomNom boys) vs. West Nompton (Old folk). Lez made the winning touchdown for us. The next day (Sept 6th) was labor day and my birthday. A quarter of a century old. FML. But hey, cheaper insurance!! JahnBobz and Probee was nice enough to take me along on their family outing at Lake Murray. KevyBoy tagged along as well. This day was a dope ending to an epic weekend. As JahnBobz and I were sore and tired from the weekend, we continued to celebrate with more food, booze, SeaDooing and swimming in the lake. We arrive back home and I crash at 7:30pm until the next morning.

Now, I'm back to working 40 hours a week with weekends off, rather than the 60 hours in the "cotton fields" in Portland. I've been rollin' up those legit chef choices at ITR for the pool of srirachas (see NomNom dictionary below) that come in and I've been hanging out with the bros. I also had one of the best Banh Mi (pronounced bUn mee, not bOn mee) sandwiches ever. There's this new place on Campus Corner called Coriander Cafe, which is at the old Monique's off of White and Buchanan. They have three different selections of entrees: banh mi sandwich (comes with meat of choice, pate, pickled daikon and carrots, cilantro and jalapenos), noodle salad or rice bowl. You get to pick your own meat with whatever dish you choose. I had the Banh Mi with pork sausage and it was delicious. Not a bad price either for being on Campus Corner. I later went back to have a noodle salad with roasted pork. I got to watch them cook everything and all the dishes are made super fresh. The pate and pork sausage is made from scratch and is a family recipe. Spring rolls are dope as well. Don't be alarmed when you see a white chef in the back. He may be a white boy, but dude has some sick culinary skills when it comes to flavor and combinations. Plus, the food still has the traditional Vietnamese flare. And be sure to order a Vietnamese coffee. Forget Starbucks, this shit will get you wired up!

This past tailgate and game against FSU was fun as usual. Keg, Four Loko (energy drink with 12% alc by volume for $2), Crown, Jameson, Rumpleminz, beerpong, beerbong, flipcup and food! The Sooners performed incredibly better than last week. And as beat as we were, Jahn and I headed home and crashed at 8 after watching The Colony. Fun Fail. Tune in for our next video... It'll be epic but most of all... Hilarious. For now, enjoy the photo dump and for some good laughs, check out our videos again.

http://nomnomnompton.blogspot.com/search/label/video%20of%20the%20day

-Cheff Jeff (Twitter: @Cheff_Jeff) (Twitter: @NomNomNompton)






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NomNomNompton Dictionary

bro
-guy friend; commonly used in greetings.
"what's up bro?"

brotato
-similar to broseph or broski, but with a twist.
"yo sup my baked brotato!?"

brohemian
-variation of the word brother combined with the term bohemian.
"sup brohemian my brohemian compatriot in brohemianosity"

brozone
-the zone in which the people close to nomnomnompton are broed
"you are in the brozone!"

other variations of bro - bro montana, broham, brodeo, brometheus, barack brobama

lulz
-a corruption of LOL, which stands for laugh out loud.
"i did it for the lulz"
other variations - lollercombat, lollerskates, lollercopter, lolsifers, lawls

hoe
-a promiscious person. syn:slut
-a girl that is a friend of a bro
-a garden tool similar to a rake.

hozone
-the zone in which women close to nomnomnompton are hoed aka broed.
"stacy burrito is part of the hozone layer."

noodles
-when a group of 4 or more asians get together (nomnomnompton excluded)
"is it just me, or does it smell like noodles in here?"

marathon
-an act such as drinking for at least 12 hours.
"kevyboy and jahnbobz completed a marathon on 3/30/10."

sriracha
-a word to describe a hottie
"damn bro, that girl is sriracha"

gaysian
-cody dean kjellsen

*more added later
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