The past week has been a bit of a downer but I will allow myself that. Not to wallow but to accept. I have bad days; we all do. The difference lies in rising again and opening up to what is glorious and what is … Continue readingEmbrace the messy
You sing to me when you tell me you’re cooking. It’s not that I’m loath to cook. Far from it. I certainly dish up my fair share of our meals: from my patented miso soup rice to any number of pasta creations. But there’s nothing … Continue readingSalted egg serenade
It’s time for durian again. Some years the durian season is an abundant one. Roadside stalls mushroom overnight. Folks gather, families and gangs of friends, to feast together. Some years the durian season is a poorer thing. The rains came too early, the fruits fell … Continue readingOur dreams are full
It comes and it goes. Sometimes we are full of energy and verve, ready for whatever comes our way. Projects to launch and complete. Races to run. Mountains to scale. Sometimes we are simply drained, ready to collapse. Projects are fantasies. Races are for others … Continue readingCroissants don’t have to be croissants
The lights cut. The world collapse into darkness, a split second apocalypse. Or, you know, a blackout. Haven’t had one of these in ages. As my eyes adjust, I observe emergency lights across the garden illuminating the stairwells of the opposite block. The hum of … Continue readingCandlelight
On the work table are two large mixing bowls, one with plain white rice and one with rice dyed blue with bunga telang (blue pea pea flowers). The dumpling makers first fold the pre-soaked bamboo leaves into a cone before spooning in some blue and … Continue readingA dumpling called home