On a recent trip down to Singapore to visit my adorable nieces, I noticed a lot of steamed muffins being sold. Aha....this must be the latest food fad in food-fad-mad Singapore. This is one uniquely Singaporean trait - be it apple strudel, bubble tea, doughnuts, ramen, or Hello Kitty plush toys - come the latest fad, you will find Singaporeans queueing for hours to purchase the product and proudly sharing their find (spoils?) with all and sundry. Then you'll find restaurants and kiosks sprouting up like lallang after the rain, all selling the same stuff. And just as sudden as the next thunderstorm, it'll die down when the next new kid on the block comes along. Economics 101, the law of supply and demand; real-life demo. To be fair, you do get the same behaviour in Malaysia, but somehow just not as intense and frenzied.
Sunday, 24 June 2012
Saturday, 16 June 2012
Beating the haze with a Lemon Yogurt Cake
The haze is back with a vengeance this year, with the API readings at unhealthy levels again. It makes my nose itch terribly, and the air smells vaguely burnt. Other than lighting up scented candles or fragrance oils to counter it (which isn't so smart since its already so hazy), perhaps baking a cake will help. There's comfort food, and there's comfort smells. A baking cake in the oven is the best of both worlds - comforting, safe. Ahhhh....
Sunday, 3 June 2012
Fruit Compote in Ginger Honey Syrup
Breakfast is usually a rushed affair for me and means something quick with my morning coffee. It's not quite grab-and-go as I hate eating on the run. However it does mean no cooking and it has to be strong enough to kick start the day alongside the coffee (and believe me when I say I need a good kick-start to get going especially when I'm as fast as molasses on a Monday morning). Since making my own yogurt, its been a regular breakfast staple. To save on washing, I confess to eating it straight out of the bottle. Oops.
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