Reflections of parents of not-so-young-kids-anymore
I used to enjoy chocolates in my younger days until a few years ago. For some reason unknown, I’ve stopped preferring chocolates and anything in chocolate flavour. Hence, I have little motivation to bake any chocolaty items such as cakes.
Whenever I browse at the fresh produce section of local supermarkets, I often wonder “What dish uses this vegetable?” or “What an unusual root (or fruit)! How does one cook it?”. I grew up eating hardly any pumpkin at all.
Dearest recently suggested that a brisk walk to Compass Point or Hougang Mall for a meal would be good exercise rather than driving. I was excited. This is definitely healthy living. In addition, the impact on the knees caused by
As a rule, the blog we’ve got here sticks to conservative topics and hobbies; like eating in Singapore, and little muses about lives’ experiences. Ling knows however that I’m keenly interested in current affairs. Every night when we drive home
Yang and I have a happy hour at Din Tai Fung on the morning of Deepavali. I got $40 vouchers for this restaurant and since they only lasted for 3 months, I thought I better use them soon. One who’s
There’re actually both upsides and downsides of getting older by the years. On the downside, there was that time round outside Hougang Mall when a flag-seller referred me to as “Uncle”. On the upside, I get to start counting down
Seeing that Ling’s shared about her experience of learning music, I figured I should put my take on it too. Perfect pitch, or absolute pitch, basically refers to the ability to tell a note without a reference note first. So
I’ll just keep on humming. With his rare gift of perfect pitch, Yang would often just snort “out of tune” from under his breath. I have long come to accept the truth about my musical nature; me = nothing very
As much as he tried to play it down, I know that darling was very happy with our latest acquisition. A colleague saw our new car and told me that she, too, had placed an order for Nissan Latio just
It is no joke to be burned by a tiny, red fruit – the chilli padi. It happened to me on one of those days when all the hard work poured into cooking turned out disastrous. Yeah. I was into
This is not the Western cake with the stredded orange root. It is an Asian dish. Actually, its name is quite a misnomer as the main ingredient is raddish. There’s no carrot involved at all. I got the recipe from
(This one’s continued from the last entry.) I didn’t find McCullough’s subsequent books as refreshing as the first, so aside from computer city-building games based on the Roman empire, over the last decade I didn’t find similarly engaging material to
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