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Food

The End of the Affair

We can’t do this any more. We can’t keep going on like this.
It was fun while it lasted. Those are harsh words but true. How many times have you heard it before, from past admir­ers? How many times have I said this myself, to so many oth­ers?
It was fun while it lasted. Except, that’s not true.

The Joy of Home Cooking

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.

il Lido

The Ital­ians say that he must have a long spoon that sups with the devil.
Be wary, be canny, when you deal with some­one of dubi­ous char­ac­ter. Sound advice, this. But when you are deal­ing with this devil — the Devil Wears Prada, and none other — per­haps the most dan­ger­ous exchange would be the credit card

Pureglutton’s Potluck Party

Or, How Every­one Ignored My Roast Chicken.
(But more on that later, promise.)
First, we must begin with the sweet joy of receiv­ing an email one fine day, a cou­ple of weeks ago, from a dear reader invit­ing me and Devil to a potluck party she was kindly host­ing. When this won­der­ful lady also hap­pens to be

The Domestic Goddess (and Her Boys)

The domes­tic god­dess, she sur­veys her domain. It is not her kitchen, of course, but it doesn’t need to be. She’s the only lady here, sur­rounded by her bevy of boys and her wish is their com­mand. They sit and obey. Or rather, they scurry around the apart­ment, boil­ing and fry­ing and stir­ring and tast­ing,

The Last Meal in Tokyo

There is enough time for one last meal in Tokyo before we retire to bed, and on the mor­row, we will wake very early and take the first train to Narita and break­fast at the air­port. We will fly home, to Kuala Lumpur, back to our Malaysian shores. It will be a warm wel­come —

How We Got Beaten Up by Bruce Lee at Roppongi Hills

Time is run­ning out. Only a cou­ple of days before we have depart from Tokyo and fly home. And there are still so many sights left to see? Which to see first? Which would we have to skip?
Oh deci­sions, deci­sions…
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1. Aki­habara Elec­tric Town & the Anime Manga Mania • Aki­habara
We begin with Aki­habara (秋葉原), which trans­lates