food
From top left - Sweet potato rice, chicken with pumkin mesh & cabbage mushrooms, pork stew, black beans lotus roots soup
Beef spaghetti with pumkin tomato, read bean paste & ice cream, meatballs spaghetti, pumkin porridge
Salmon with mushrooms, seafood plate, chicken porridge, Thai green curry with Henry's Korean curry
Food is a pretty big part of our lives. Why not? Everyone needs to eat sometime. Moreover so when food is available 24 hours in every parts of Singapore. I'm not a picky eater, but I do crave for certain kinds of food sometimes. Especially food that grandma always cook. I guess I was brought up eating those stuff, so they kindda stuck on me. Since coming here, I have lots of opportunities to mess up the kitchen. So if you're wondering if I'm eating well, I can tell you that I've never been eating healthier! As I know what actually goes into my food. Ha.
Beef spaghetti with pumkin tomato, read bean paste & ice cream, meatballs spaghetti, pumkin porridge
Salmon with mushrooms, seafood plate, chicken porridge, Thai green curry with Henry's Korean curry
Food is a pretty big part of our lives. Why not? Everyone needs to eat sometime. Moreover so when food is available 24 hours in every parts of Singapore. I'm not a picky eater, but I do crave for certain kinds of food sometimes. Especially food that grandma always cook. I guess I was brought up eating those stuff, so they kindda stuck on me. Since coming here, I have lots of opportunities to mess up the kitchen. So if you're wondering if I'm eating well, I can tell you that I've never been eating healthier! As I know what actually goes into my food. Ha.
Henry (Korean housemate) and Adam (Aussie housemate) are actually the chiefs in the house. I wish I could learn some dishes from them sometime.
On the occasional boring weekends, I'll try to cook up some sinful Asian delights. So far they have all fared well. Not excellent, okie, me being perfectionst again... they are yummy.
Not all the attempts went smoothly of course. I do screw things up sometime.
So here's a blooper for you to laugh about:
I finally mastered the perfect handmade red bean paste and was hoping to make some riceballs (ah bo ling). Enthusiastically, I went to the Asian shop to buy some flour, and what a lucky day - I found the Pandan essence (screwpine leaves) too. So I've made the balls and poped them all into the boiling water. As I was dropping tiny drops of the pandan essence into the brew, I saw the entire pot of water turned green! Yeah, it was Indo pandan essence, premixed with green colouring! I thought, that's alright. As long as we have the 'authentic' taste. Colour does not matter. But that's not all that went wrong. When most of the balls starts to float (that means it's done), they started to crack and most of the red bean paste inside started to ooze out. Augh... Apparently, I've used the wrong flour! I've got the rice flour instead of glutinous rice flour. Duh... I ended up with a pot of green balls that are as hard and flacky as chalk, floating in "Singapore waters"... heh... :-P
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fine. i got the massage...
So I wrote too much.I have too much to mention, too many issues to highlight and to talk about. And I was bored. There's no one to talk to here most of the time.
Or rather, it's just my typical group of visual friends that prefer to view then to read. People that see the big picture and neglect the finer details.. heh. :P
But it's not like people will really take the effort to read all that I wrote, anyway. So it doesn't matter what i write.
Weather here is getting colder now with showers ever too often.
Essays due every other week.
I'll keep myself busy now and not write too much here, perhaps it's better to direct this energy into my essays instead...
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Easter
I'm so bored today. No one's home. My Korean housemate just got back from a Christian Camp, but he's out again. The other two Aussie housemates had gone home to celebrate Easter with their familes, while that annoying Viet guy had amazingly cleaned up his dishes, after that blog that I wrote about him, and flew to Melborne with a friend to buy a laptop... Duh... (so I've heard just yesterday from Henry - the Korean housemate)
Anyway, Easter had been pretty meaningful for me this year. I've made a point to go to Church on Good Friday, though I have no idea which one to go to. There's so many different kinds of Churches here. So I thought that I'd just go to the most promanient one - St. David's Cathedral (Anglican). But what do you know, the buses were extremely late on Public holidays, so I missed the Mass. I told God how sad I was that I didn't managed to accomplish what I've set out to do. Just then, I saw a man carrying a child, walking through the doors of another church - St Joseph's (Catholic - passionist). I followed in and it felt so good. Really, though it was a simple place, but I felt a sense of relieve and that the presence of God was there. I've got a purple sheet, that depicts the death of Christ. A reminder that He cared and that He loves us all. I walked out thanking God for his kindness and for his embrace.
It's amazing how history had changed the practices of various churches. I did abit of search and read, and interstingly, this is what I've found and would like to share with you: Anglican churches basically broke off from the Roman-Catholic Churches because of one man - Henry VIII (England), who wanted to divorce his wife; Catherine of Aragon. So he'd formed another Church under him so that he may do just that. Therefore, Anglican churches (Angles; meaning English) share the dogma and doctrine of the Church of England - the national church of England. The practices are similar to Roman Catholic's except for the law on Divorce and replacement of Pope.
Throughout today, the TV had been showing alot of good biblical documentaries about Jesus, the saints, etc.. I've watched the story about the death of Christ just before I went out to buy groceries and the Ten Commandments just after tea while maginating my chicken for tomorrow.
Heh, yeah... that's my day today. Yawnz* Think I'd better to just hit the sack now...
Happy Easter everyone...
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more on my horrible housemate
He's done it again. 
He's gotten into my nerves.
I cannot stand him.
Just today, while I was doing my cooking, he came along wanting to cook as well. To my horror, I caught him putting his meat with cling wrap and styrofoam into the microwave to defrost despite the fact that I told him not to do that before. And he still have the guts to tell me that he's done that twice and the plastic did not melt. Duh! You don't have to see the plastic melt to have the fumes absorbed into the meat that you're going to eat! He never listens! Augh. I was so angry with him, that I told him off there and then in a not-so-friendly tone.
We have told him a number of times as well, that
he should wash his dishes. He never heed our advice. He'll just leave his pots on the stove overnight and use them again the next morning. As for his cutleries, he'll hide them nicely in the cupboard and only washes them when he needs it. Really, I've only seen him wash them occassionally. Yucks!
His horrible acts are attracting unwanted attention. Due to the reecnt bad weather, the mices are coming indoor and his left over food is keeping them here! Just the other day, the mice tried to stoll away his pair of dirty chopsticks through the stove hole and into its hideout. Unfortunately, the chopsticks are too long, thus it got stuck on the stove, making it look rather bazzar.
He's hopeless in the kitchen. Earlier on, he did
not know about the freezer compartment in the fridge, so he lowered the tempterature and complained that the fridge was not cold enough. Yeah, good job, that spoilt my 2 litre of soy milk and vegetables and some of my other housemates milk and yohgart. He threw away an entire chicken as well because of this. I can understand it that he's never used an over or microwave before, but he's never even seen a peeler before, tells you how much he'd ventured in the kitchen world.
He'll burn his rice almost every time. For his other stable food, like pork, egg, potatoes and cabbages, he'll just fry with fish sauce or boil them cause he don't know the existence of seasonings like pepper and he don't know how else to
cook them. The best part, he'll just pour hot water over his instant noodles and yes, with the ingredients still in the plastic packet as well! Augh... Why didn't God just give him a good diarrhoea warning?! Then again, he may not even realise that it's a diarrhoea... Sigh...
To him, nothing matters. He'll dirty the kitchen, leave the tap running a little bit, make a mess of the rubbish bin, leave the main door and kitchen store cupboard door open, leave the lights on, he don't even put sheets on his bed and he'll wear clothes that are not dried properly, so there's a musky smell like his room.
Obviously, he had yet to properly developed his forebrain. I wonder how his girlfriend ever went pass all that shortcomings and accepted him...
He's gotten into my nerves.
I cannot stand him.
Just today, while I was doing my cooking, he came along wanting to cook as well. To my horror, I caught him putting his meat with cling wrap and styrofoam into the microwave to defrost despite the fact that I told him not to do that before. And he still have the guts to tell me that he's done that twice and the plastic did not melt. Duh! You don't have to see the plastic melt to have the fumes absorbed into the meat that you're going to eat! He never listens! Augh. I was so angry with him, that I told him off there and then in a not-so-friendly tone.
We have told him a number of times as well, that
he should wash his dishes. He never heed our advice. He'll just leave his pots on the stove overnight and use them again the next morning. As for his cutleries, he'll hide them nicely in the cupboard and only washes them when he needs it. Really, I've only seen him wash them occassionally. Yucks!His horrible acts are attracting unwanted attention. Due to the reecnt bad weather, the mices are coming indoor and his left over food is keeping them here! Just the other day, the mice tried to stoll away his pair of dirty chopsticks through the stove hole and into its hideout. Unfortunately, the chopsticks are too long, thus it got stuck on the stove, making it look rather bazzar.
He's hopeless in the kitchen. Earlier on, he did
not know about the freezer compartment in the fridge, so he lowered the tempterature and complained that the fridge was not cold enough. Yeah, good job, that spoilt my 2 litre of soy milk and vegetables and some of my other housemates milk and yohgart. He threw away an entire chicken as well because of this. I can understand it that he's never used an over or microwave before, but he's never even seen a peeler before, tells you how much he'd ventured in the kitchen world.He'll burn his rice almost every time. For his other stable food, like pork, egg, potatoes and cabbages, he'll just fry with fish sauce or boil them cause he don't know the existence of seasonings like pepper and he don't know how else to
cook them. The best part, he'll just pour hot water over his instant noodles and yes, with the ingredients still in the plastic packet as well! Augh... Why didn't God just give him a good diarrhoea warning?! Then again, he may not even realise that it's a diarrhoea... Sigh...To him, nothing matters. He'll dirty the kitchen, leave the tap running a little bit, make a mess of the rubbish bin, leave the main door and kitchen store cupboard door open, leave the lights on, he don't even put sheets on his bed and he'll wear clothes that are not dried properly, so there's a musky smell like his room.
Obviously, he had yet to properly developed his forebrain. I wonder how his girlfriend ever went pass all that shortcomings and accepted him...
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