I’ve caught the Kpop bug. I’ve officially crossed over to the dark side.
I am Kpop Siao.
For my non-Hokkien-speaking reader(s), Siao means crazy. Ergo, Kpop crazy. For the last half a year, I’ve been bopping and shaking my ass to songs I will never understand and singing along with every chorus with what I think are the words. God forbid a native Korean should ever hear me.
How did I get to become addicted to the genre? After all, Switzerland isn’t exactly exposed to Kpop. No, Psy doesn’t count! I have my mum to thank for that. She started me on Korean dramas; dramas have soundtracks; these soundtracks are available on Youtube. And we all know what happens when you start clicking on videos on Youtube; you start a video at 9pm, next thing you know it’s 2am (see what I did there?) and you’re clicking on “just one more video”. Right…….. Continue reading Kpop Siao – Bimbimbap
I am not a morning person, therefore I am not a breakfast person. Breakfast to me, is the most boring meal of the day. Unless you live in Asia, but we’ll get to that later. Here in Europe, breakfast is usually bread, butter, jam, nutella, etc. I have had asian friends ask me what I’m feeding my kids for breakfast and when I tell them, their responses were somewhere along the lines of “why are you starving your kids?!”, ” breakfast is the most important meal of the day!” and “that’s bordering on child abuse”.
You see, in Asia, breakfast is a huge thing. And the choices for it are ENDLESS! Just to name a few of my favourite breakfasts, we have braised duck porridge (my absolute favourite!), dry tossed noodles (I still haven’t found a recipe for that), fried carrot cake (savoury, not sweet), nasi kuning, Indonesian meatball in broth and wanton noodles. Notice that it’s all savoury and involves meat? That doesn’t mean that we don’t enjoy the Ol’ bread and jam though. In fact, we have a very unique jam that’s pretty much exclusive to Singapore and Malaysia. Continue reading Kaya (Coconut Egg Jam)
No, I wasn’t the one who couldn’t sleep. My son kept me up the whole of last night. Literally. I wasn’t allowed to put him down in his cot. We ended up with him “sleeping” on me in my bed. And by “sleeping”, I really meant climbing around on me until he found a comfortable position to lay his head for a half hour or so before shifting again to find a different position. I don’t know what was wrong with him. If he was old enough, I’d probably just make him count sheep.
I usually don’t sleep much. Most days I function on 4 – 6 hours of sleep. I’ve even had days when I’ve only had an hour of sleep. But that was my choosing and I actually did get some sleep, even if it was only an hour. Last night however, I got no sleep and it was most definitely NOT my choosing. I don’t know how he is still functioning because I am absolutely knackered.
Since we’re on the topic of counting sheep, I’m going to stretch it a little and use that to lead into today’s dish. Hakka Abacus Seeds. You know, because we use abacuses to count (Yes, that’s a word. I checked). I know I’m lame. Continue reading On counting sheep – Hakka Abacus Seeds 算盘子 (Chinese Yam Gnocchi)
I’ve been staring at these photos for the last hour and debating with myself if I should write this post. They’re not great pictures, but then again, none of my other pictures are great. Yeah, they’re not baaad but they’re not great. I mean, have you seen some of the pictures that are on the other blogs? The props, the perfect lighting and always the right angle. You wonder if they’re chefs with a talent for photography or photographers who really can cook.
But it was either this awesome Roast Chicken or a short babbling about how I found Cronuts in Switzerland (yeah, the infection has reached us). Continue reading I gotta learn to shoot – Indonesian-inspired Roast Chicken
I love my meats. Ok, that came out wrong. I am a meat lover. Better? Point is, I don’t think I can ever turn full vegetarian. Sure, I can go a day or two without meat but you’ll find me eyeing your dog with crazy eyes and smacking my lips by day three. No, I don’t eat dog.
I do, however, make it a point to not eat meat twice a month for religious purposes. When I remember, that is. I’m not the most pious devotee and I don’t really pray, but for some reason, I feel like it’s something I need to do.
So twice a month you’ll find me scratching my head over what to cook. Most of my recipes are meat based. Even the veggie recipes involve meat or fish / oyster sauce. And to be honest, asian vegetarian dishes seem to involve a lot more prep work than their meaty counterparts. So more often than not, you’ll find me throwing a pack of spinach ravioli into a pot of boiling water and call that a meal. Continue reading Vegetarian? – Fried Bee Hoon