
Friday, September 11, 2009
french or bombay?

Friday, August 14, 2009
mundane made exceptional

Tori-Q and it was then he said he had always preferred the pork stick because it tasted better than the chicken stick. after that we were at 'that cd shop' for a bit and he mentioned that he just bought a collection of oldish love songs. a mundane day made exceptional because it was time spent with my brother. kinder bueno, something he likes to eat.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
macaroni L-sized

Monday, April 27, 2009
granny's hairdresser

i must say my granny's hair looks good and gosh, her complexion is really tops, even at this age. looking at her mirror image,
i was struck by those chinese slit eyes...
i am her granddaughter no doubt. just like how we took a cab there, we took a cab back although the hairdresser was only a 10 mins walk away - by my standard. that umbrella hanging there? her walking stick.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
flesh of sea snails
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
curry in tom yam style

Tuesday, January 13, 2009
of rats, cats & dogs
so it's true. a cat does chase after a rat. down the corridor, a cat with keen eyes, furtive movements, was eyeing that grey long-tailed scavenger. i sat down and watched. so still. both anticipating the other's next move. rat turned its body a little, cat sat up almost immediately. so precise. i whipped out my camera phone. cat eyed both me and that rat. turning its head left to right, right to left, purposefully. it's at times like these that i wish i had a camera with a superpower zoom.
more still moments. until the rat decided to scurry to a pillar. cat ran after it. rat hid. cat stopped. cat planning its next move. cat watched. rat remained very still. cat moved towards the rat, with caution. till at one point, cat and rat looked close enough to each other, that it seemed they almost kissed. now - i thought cat would pounce on rat and do what cats do best - shred. instead, after what seemed like a split second, rat hid further in, cat backed off. i was surprised and oscillating between disappointment and relief. did i really want to see cat shredding rat or rat cleverly escaping cat? cat went behind the pillar. and then in front of it again. rat ran to a neighbour's door. neighbour opened door. rat scurried down the stairs. in a flash, nimbly, cat followed suit. both stopped in their respective tracks. bidding their time. listening out. ever ready. up, down. down, up. always on the lookout, always on the go. never a moment of rest. i wouldn't want to live a cat's life, even if it has nine, and even less that of a rat. a rat race in a dog-eat-dog world is no fun, and never mind the cat. as fascinating as it was, watching the chase, no, i don't really want to see a dog eating another dog in real life.

more still moments. until the rat decided to scurry to a pillar. cat ran after it. rat hid. cat stopped. cat planning its next move. cat watched. rat remained very still. cat moved towards the rat, with caution. till at one point, cat and rat looked close enough to each other, that it seemed they almost kissed. now - i thought cat would pounce on rat and do what cats do best - shred. instead, after what seemed like a split second, rat hid further in, cat backed off. i was surprised and oscillating between disappointment and relief. did i really want to see cat shredding rat or rat cleverly escaping cat? cat went behind the pillar. and then in front of it again. rat ran to a neighbour's door. neighbour opened door. rat scurried down the stairs. in a flash, nimbly, cat followed suit. both stopped in their respective tracks. bidding their time. listening out. ever ready. up, down. down, up. always on the lookout, always on the go. never a moment of rest. i wouldn't want to live a cat's life, even if it has nine, and even less that of a rat. a rat race in a dog-eat-dog world is no fun, and never mind the cat. as fascinating as it was, watching the chase, no, i don't really want to see a dog eating another dog in real life.

butterfly bun
morning walks to the market will consist of buying fried doughs. long ones and butterfly shaped ones. some days when my gran is too tired to walk, our neighbour will offer to buy them. one time, a friend of hers from our previous neighbourhood came to visit. my gran came to my room shortly after, handed me a butterfly bun and said "aunt bought this for you". her body language tells me that she wants me to eat it while it's still warm. she must have shared with the neighbours that 'huay ji' is my favourite.
when asked about the mandarin translation, gran thought for a while and managed to convey these meanings - 'huay' means flower and 'ji' means fry. however, she doesn't seem too sure and it does boggle me that the hokkien term doesn't seem to match the english term. but the dough does look somewhat like a butterfly. oh well, what matters most is the soft fluffy interior when one bites into the crispy exterior; and my gran's sweet gesture.

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