Gravel crunch beneath our shoes. The railway tracks bring us closer to the gold mines. A couple of stray dogs chase each other, friendly in the way these mild beasts are. Beautiful dogs, one pure white, the other a sleek shade of mandarin. Oh to be so carefree! Yifan tells us how Jinguashi1 used to …
I am walking along Orchard Road, heavy with a blanket of artificial lights, and the gaudiness, the gawkiness of it all is deeply depressing. Hordes of Singaporeans running around for their last minute Christmas shopping, terse and tense. It’s warm, of course, humid and unhealthy. Christmas, I guess, hasn’t been one of my favourite times …
It’s early in the morning and she wants to put breakfast at your table. But she’s forgotten the sugar for your coffee and she’s forgotten the cream. She’s even forgotten the coffee; where are the groceries and who was supposed to do the shopping? You want your eggs over easy and your toast lightly done. …
When will it start? When we get out of the elevator at the 3rd floor and enter the restaurant, it’s apparent that it has already started. The cooking, that is. Our friend Tian has lured us here under dubious pretences that we’d be having Korean for dinner. Korean food, of course, invokes visions of slender …
As-tu déjà croqué La pomme à pleine dent? Pour la saveur du fruit Sa douceur et son zeste? Have you ever grabbed an apple, casually from the basket of fruits that is always lying around somewhere, and simply bitten into it? Really sinking your teeth into it, not for sustenance but solely for a …
We let the alarm ring a few beats longer than normal before hitting the button to kill the noise. Too early surely for waking? We would have turned and slip right back into slumber had we not remembered: Pork noodles. Joan promised us pork noodles, some real good eating if we got up early enough. …
9:37am So. It’s November. Let’s try something new, shall we? I received an email this morning, bright and early, from the inimitable Sean Yoong of Eat Drink KL, a snippet of which went like this: the imbi place was nice. very peaceful, very pretty (got melbourne vibe, my friend said), with decent crowd-pleasing …
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