Whipping up a storm these days. My kitchen is pretty well stocked. Just hate the cleaning up.
My living room / dining room all rolled in one. Met the other Singaporeans studying in UofT just the other night. Very nice people indeed. I guess being the minority does jolt you out of your comfort zone a little bit. Back home, I could pretty much do anything I wanted. But over here, you do feel a wee bit apprehensive at times. Another thing that comes naturally is that Twangy English whenever we speak to a local. But the moment we meet a Singaporean, Singlish returns just as naturally. Used to it by now.
What looks like a sumptous feast is more than meets the eye. Pretty proud of my first steamed sole fish. Until I tasted it that is. Macham Giam He - salted fish. Oh well, trial and error exists for a reason.
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