Tag: Eating to death
-
This is Singapore, you have to queue
I swear this is what the door-bitch at MOS told a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a business associate of mine who tried an excuse that went “I am wanting to entertain my business client from Hong Kong, and he’s leaving tomorrow so can you let us in?”: This…
-
Sloshy Sunday
The last time it rained so hard for so long, someone was commissioned to build a flood-worthy craft carrying winners of the world’s first beauty contest. So there wasn’t much else to do (work commitments were cancelled as well) except have a really big brunch and think of a reasonable excuse for not attending Cowboy…
-
Local fare as described by NYT
One of my new year’s resolutions was to: ‘don’t whinge about Singapore so much, and instead get to know Singapore better (because I have no money to spend so much time out of Singapore)’. It’s the third of January, and despite the weather being sucky as usual, I’m off to a pretty good start: From…
-
Even Hay Mee Men get the blues
The working days between Christmas and New Year’s is either called ‘Nothing Week’, or ‘Nonsense Week’ by some of my more unfortunate friends. Those who have to work, that is. (Those who are on vacation – Nabeh, fark orf!) If you haven’t already experienced it, you’d have discovered these past days that work has been…
-
Don’t say no, just sago
Raw sago pearls I was reading up on sago, and telling myself, ‘Wah, this nifty little palm product makes so many different types of dessert across so many countries and cultures, so it’s got to be hailed as a truly pan-Asian foodstuff’. Good thing it was only two seconds later that I realised ‘Fuck lah,…