Slow summer days. Every day is summer in the tropics, after all. Weekends spent at home are recuperative, restoring. When my best friend and neighbour (Diva a.k.a. the Domestic Goddess herself) comes a-callin’ and bringing a fresh batch of cookies or scones, straight from the oven, we make a pot of coffee, black and strong. …
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About
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.

