December 9, 2013 § 4 Comments
lately, we have been feeding ourselves better after a whole month of hospital visits and finding remedies, there is truly nothing better than good wholesome food and some silly laughters at the table for wellness.
We’ve been taking our time to unwind in the evenings. Slowly easing into the comforts of the couch and listening to each other crazy day at the cafes. While we laugh about silly moments and take serious issues with some good wine , it is easy to just feel vulnerable. Stop, breathe and enjoy the little things in life.
The year is coming to an end, yet there are so many new things to embark on. Letting go of all the mishaps and forgiving mistakes. Opening up to happier days, taking time to understand yourself and others, and being real.
It’s always a good week when all the pie is gone.
December 2, 2013 § 1 Comment
Good things come in bunches. I hope this month brings much of those delightful feelings.
Our demo yesterday went surprisingly well. Apart from me burning an entire pot of hot chocolate to not even cooking because of a malfunction induction, I had a splendid time. All that effort of cooking/baking at 5am and preparing the bread dough the night before, were well paid off. It was the first time presenting ourselves to the public and bringing the cookbook to its presence. Our cookbook is going to be one of a kind. Why you may ask? It entails daily recipes influenced from our mood and emotions. How we feel and how we cook/bake is essentially the way we are. Naturally, like seasons changing it is easy to alter our meals with how we feel in this moment.
Yesterday was fun because, my parents were there, Elodie’s family was there, we made mistakes and laughed about them, food was splendid, people were receptive and so ever supportive. Thank you so much for everyone who made it !
Spontaneous flatbread: flatbread, hummus, smoked aubergines and pomegranate; vegetable rosti (beetroot, carrots and potatoes) with yogurt and cherry tomato chutney.
November 27, 2013 § Leave a Comment
It’s a delightful morning in the sunny island. One of my fondest memory growing up here is having chwee kueh for breakfast. A local delicacy made with rice flour, sauté radishes and chili. It’s so simple yet each step is tender and essential. In U Press N°4 issue, I wrote about Mr Lee’s passion in making our breakfast count. Decades of hard work, fatherly love in raising his children and their filial piety. Thank you Underscore for publishing it! Pick up your copy at any local cafes/museums.
This Sunday (1st December, 11AM), my lovely co-writer Elodie and I will be feeding everyone at Gillman Barracks for the Singapore Art Book Fair. We will be cooking up some recipes from our cookbook. Drop by and say hi!
November 18, 2013 § 3 Comments
I am a coffee snob. Admitting it would be naive, but I appreciate a cup of brew the way it should be made. With passion, robust and steadfastness. The right temperature, with appropriate grind size and pressure. If made in any wavering manner, it would ruin the entire cup and that unsettles me.
Nevertheless, I treasure tea. It is gentle and kind in subtle ways. On days when I have the time to quieten my thoughts, on restless evenings with a thick book before bed time and with friends, catching up on days missed or planning for happy moments.
With tea, there seems to be a deeper attachment. A sense of effortless comfort that confines everything else around and conceal them in the heart. The space between brewing and waiting ensconces thoughts and feelings. There is nothing more like a simple cup of tea with dancing leaves to manifest simplicity. I always take that time and thereafter to foster new beginnings.
Simplicity is the root to any new beginnings.
November 14, 2013 § 1 Comment
I’m still unpacking the goodies from the trip, eating dark chocolate and grinding coffee beans from afar whilst reading recipes written in lavish gardens. We’re also testing a few new recipes at the cafe. Some pending changes that cannot be neglected anymore! It’s been raining almost everyday. The soft tunes of Blind Pilot plays along with the rain drops, reminiscing sweet times in the NYC apartment and waiting for a lovelier December.
The Plain crew is moving towards another beginning, Ronin. It’s on 17 Hong Kong Street, well hidden with great coffee, real fine sandwiches and delightful people.
The lovely Ly, mailed a list of 25 things she loves about me. A felicitous moment calmly spent in a baker’s pleasure of bread making and sharing it. Because you can get so much done by being honest. Honestly, honesty.
Because you can get so much done by being honest. Honestly, honesty.
November 6, 2013 § 1 Comment
came to an end, it’s been a great journey discovering new and old things but more importantly packing back life lessons
In Seattle I met a retired journalist who travelled around central America/Asia. We talked about feminism in the modern century and food economics over a communal breakfast table until lunch time. Her big colourful night dress spoke as lively as her words. They were always filled with purpose and confidence, a passion to spread truth and equality amongst people. Her garden overflows with west coast produce, only shows much desirability for a sustainable earth. To think that her thoughts formed 50 odd years ago and are now still so strong, encouraged me to keep this green lifestyle. “We are children of the earth”, and I can only say we are all one. She currently runs a local radio station up in Carmel, NorCal.
In a flea market on the west side of NYC, I found a precious stone collector who sold jewelry. Her bright brown eyes, light blond hair and grey knitted sweater showed her simple demeanours. Yet behind that quiet greeting, her tone carried weight. We exchanged witty banters almost immediately and continued the light-hearted affair with much indulgence. She travelled around Asia in 1983 when Black Saturday happened in Hong Kong, and had a Singapore sling at Raffles Hotel. She kept moving around, a nomad like me. We both found home in our suitcases. Where the road or wind shall take us, we ride along with it. Eventually, she returned home, surprisingly back to the same streets her grandparents were born.
What happened, I asked.
I got a dog, she chuckled.
Our suitcase is our home, we all have baggages and unnoticeably we seek people to unpack them with.
While doing yoga in hotel rooms was fun, I signed up for Tara’s classes on Broadway. It was such a pleasure to start the day in a big room filled calm ambience, good music and awesome people. Meeting Tara and the instructors themselves was like meeting a family, you could tell everyone is passionate about their work and understood one another well. Now I just wished I could attend the classes everyday back in this island, videos and her cookbook would have to replace all of that for now. We can be in completely different places from our everyday lives but fall into the same habits.
Another highlight from this trip is meeting Vanessa at her new amazing apartment. Her professionalism is simply impeccable and has such a warm personality. Hope Marshall gets a new companion soon! Also got the chance to catch Felicia & her sweet friend Persia. Thanks girl for the lovely Saturday brunch! Some exciting happenings coming ahead.
So thankful for the safe journey and adventures along. The experiences were unforgettable. Stay true to yourself (as cliche as it may be). When the rest of the world runs on the race of materialism, seek for altruistic faith. Search for purposes and meanings but don’t miss what is in front of you. Sometimes things need to fall out of place to fall in place. Other times, you just really need a pint of kambucha or glass of wine with your favourite person. It’s as simple as that.
also a big thank you for those who are following me on this journey on instagram!
October 26, 2013 § 2 Comments
There’s something amazing about being in the right place at the right time that brings life together. Just whole.
I am on the road again. This fall it’s all about reunions at weddings, reconciliations with like-minded beings and creating that deep sense of connection. We flew into Orlando a week ago and are in Seattle/Portland. I’ve been blessed to meet the splendid Kinfolk team, caught Diane & Todd at Book Larder for their book launch, drove on the wide open road, ate & drank at some amazing spots (which I shall write in another post). .
At some point, I reflect on what have changed or remained the same over the years. It’s all exciting and yet nerve wracking simultaneously. Like a delicate bittersweet chocolate, difficult to capture at the start but soothing at the end. Inside, there is a wanderlust soul, reaching out to little things in quiet places, to make moments count, to create and continue inspiring.
Next stop New York New York.