Oh me oh my!! Almost an entire month has gone by without a new post. I’ve been MIA for the last few weeks and really there is no excuse. Except there is! I’m currently back home in Singapore and feasting on the local delicacies! As I’m typing this, I’m about 37000 feet above sea level, flying back to Singapore from a week in food galore, Ujung Pandang, Indonesia. *Edit: this is no longer true at time of posting :P I had planned to post about the food I’ve been feasting on throughout my holiday but if I were to be honest with you, I’ve been too busy pigging out to write anything. Most meals, I’m too freaking excited stuffing my face to even remember to take pictures. But fear not! I have a very level-headed husband who doesn’t let his gluttony get in the way of photography.
That, however, means I have a different problem. It is not uncommon these days to have with you multiple devices with photo taking capabilities at any one time. The photos I’ve taken over the past two weeks are now spread over three devices, of which two do not belong to me. So that means I don’t know when I’ll be able to share those with you. Bleah.
Until then, how about some teaser photos, aka the few I took with my phone so excuse the quality?
One of my best friends recently moved over to the States and she is a self-proclaimed kitchen noob. Now that she has more time on her hands, she’s starting to spend more time in the kitchen, with my blog to keep her company (I have wonderful friends who put way too much faith in me). Just yesterday she asked me how to cook rice without a rice cooker and not burn it. Her question reminded me of a conversation I once had. Someone told me that he judges how good a cook someone is, by how well that person cooks rice – without a rice cooker. And although I don’t think that’s entirely fair, I do agree he has a good point. But I might be biased because I don’t own a rice cooker and I make perfect rice *wink*
I can be an incredibly cheap person at times. Which is probably why I absolutely love flea markets. It’s like a treasure hunt! Except you don’t know what you’re looking for, so it’s always a pleasant surprise. It was at a flea market that I chanced about a cookbook on Indonesian cuisine. Actually, the seller had the entire collection of the series. I was so very tempted to buy them all, alas, I knew I didn’t have the space to house 10 new cookbooks and I wasn’t particularly in the mood for a lecture on impulse buying from my husband.
A number of years ago, I had a severe allergic reaction. I still remember that day like it was yesterday. I broke out in hives, my tongue swelled up and we couldn’t find the entrance to the ER so we went to the children’s ER where I threw up on the floor. I was quite sad to leave the cheerful colourful children’s ER when they moved me to the regular ER. Bye Bye happy monkey, hello depressing fluorescent light. After a series of skin prick tests it was determined that I had developed an allergy to prawns. You might as well kill me! No more prawns?? Ever?? I couldn’t believe it so I didn’t.
I’ll be damned if I don’t get four posts up in February. I’m getting lazy. I mean, I’ve always been lazy but this is a whole new level of lazy. My procrastination problem is starting to be an actual real problem. This last week, I’ve done absolutely nothing, if not the bare minimum. The house is…….I can’t even find the words. But I just can’t find it in me to get off my ass and do the things I need to do, including blog posts. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the weather. Maybe it’s being homesick. Maybe it’s because the chicken crossed the road. I don’t know.