Are you one where (a) you stay up late into the night, fighting your body and your drooping lids for just one more hour, just one more hour, to finish whatever it is you are working on? Even if it is to read one more report or one more page of a fiction novel, or … Continue reading »
With a nervous flutter in my stomach I strode firmly to the film development store. I had submitted my roll of film (a roll that had been sitting in a box for the last 2 years, I might add) last week and I was somewhat excited and nervous at retrieving its contents this afternoon. First, … Continue reading »
There are very few things that make a meal exciting, and very precise things at that. A good meal alone is succinct, its ingredients poetry. A good meal in good company, ah, is an opera. I had the pleasure of joining a company of perhaps 20 or more at Wild Rocket, a wholly celebrated little … Continue reading »
O fried fish, fried fish; tsk, spare tyre bedamned! I am determined to say, it is a lovely weekend. I might or might not have broken something accidentally while I was out to day, but what do people say when things fall over without you touching it when you walk past it? Regardless. To satisfy … Continue reading »
I’m not a wet market kind of person, which I feel is something I should cultivate. I’ve had my fair share of disgruntled moments because I nitpick over freshness and supermarket vegetables just don’t cut it most of the time. I have only bought seafood direct from wholesale warehouses once, but it was a last-minute … Continue reading »
I had a craving for meatloaf, which was strange as I had never tasted one before. What I imagined was a cross between steak and pie, but I think I must be quite off the mark. Nevertheless, I rolled up my sleeves and got down to it. To start, I made garlic whipped potatoes with … Continue reading »
Of the first batch of sweet potatoes I roasted with garlic, the second I made with a sweet balsamic glaze. I followed a recipe which called for balsamic reduced to a glaze with brown sugar, slathered over potatoes and roasted, but I must have done something terribly wrong because my potatoes came out tasting rather … Continue reading »
Eating steamboat, for me, is a strange sort of experience. It varies little from that of a race. Steamboat meals have the same structure: a pot of clear soup is boiled in the middle of the table, and your dinner is made by cooking the various raw meats and vegetables offered. Certain fried items are … Continue reading »
I love trying new ways of mixing and cooking food. I always squirm in my seat and squeal with joy when reading restaurant reviews (intelligent ones) and foodie blogs. I’m not a great cook, though, and am able to scramble up nice noshes with the help of a cookbook or two and plenty of space … Continue reading »
