Food

For my grandparents

I thought about my background- I’m pretty blessed with grandparents who have amazing culinary skills on both my paternal and maternal sides. On dad’s side, my Grandma, or ” ah ma”, as I affectionately call her, specializes in Nonya dishes. Asam Prawns, Buah Keluak, and my favourite, Penang Assam Laksa, were but some of the dishes she used to whip up for us. She was fabulous in the kitchen, and my love for cooking, and eating, must have stemmed from both my grandparents. Continue reading

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Food

What’s in my kitchen

So I’ve sorta made a list of what I’ve prepared over the past three months:Processed with VSCOcam with a5 presetI love a good Ravioli (in this case, Tortellini), and my favourite would have to be one creamed with Gorgonzola cheese. I was feeling a little adventurous that day, so I added Mascarpone, which saved the dish, because I bought Creme Fraiche by accident, and I am not a fan of sour cream in my pasta. Continue reading

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Thoughts

I looked. This time I looked. But you’re not there this time.

How often is someone concerned with the tiniest thread of your life?
Concerned with whatever you feel and whatever you talked
Look over there, look over there, somebody cares that much
How often does somebody sense that you need them without being told?
When you have a hurt in your heart you’re too proud to disclose
Look over there, look over there, somebody always knows
When your world’s spins too fast and your bubble has burst
Someone puts himself last so that you can come first
So count all the loves who will love you from now till the end of your life
And when you have added the loves who have loved you before
Look over there, look over there, somebody loves you more
So count all the loves who will love you from now till the end of your life
And when you have added the loves who have loved you before
Look over there, look over there, somebody loves you more
How often is someone concerned with the tiniest thread of your life?
Concerned with whatever you feel and whatever you talked
Look over there, look over there, somebody cares that much
How often does somebody sense that you need them without being told?
When you have a hurt in your heart you’re too proud to disclose
Look over there, look over there, somebody always knows
When your world’s spins too fast and your bubble has burst
Someone puts himself last so that you can come first
So count all the loves who will love you from now till the end of your life
And when you have added the loves who have loved you before
Look over there, look over there, somebody loves you more
So count all the loves who will love you from now till the end of your life
And when you have added the loves who have loved you before
Look over there, look over there, somebody loves you more

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