Brr. Burp. Blessed.

November 25, 2006

It’s getting cold here in Wuhan… Typical of the weather here, the temperatures just suddenly posted a drop from the nice cool weather we had been enjoying here for about a month. It’s about 7 degrees during the day now and I guess the worst part is that it’s raining so it makes you wet and gets everything else wet at the same time. We were standing along the road by the East Lake yesterday and I couldn’t tell if the water droplets landing on my face fell from the sky, bounced up from the road or flew over from the lake. All equally gross prospects. This is where a scarf comes in handy.

We went to Show Cafe yet again, which is this nicely decorated cafe near the main gate of the university. Just when I despaired of ever finding somewhere nice to chill in Wuhan, Alex brings us to this place and yeah, it’s become a regular hangout. The food isn’t too bad…(28yuan for a set dinner including soup, salad, chicken filet, dessert and a cup of ‘wine’) but what we’re really there for are the couches! It’s nice to just chill and talk there. I’ll miss that when I go back to Singapore; the accessibility of friends (all my intl friends are 5 min walk from me) and the luxury of time to just relax.

What’s coming up in the week ahead are… a sushi eating competition tomorrow with Masa and Shogo (from Japan… Shogo knows only a little English so it’s hilarious when out of nowhere he shouts, "Fu*king japs!"), Hanum (Korea) and the usual Americans and Dane. :) The same Huang Shan group will be going to Guilin as well on Monday night (train ride! and karst peaks and cycling and rice terraces!)… will definitely be fun and I’ll come back with plenty of photos.

Also, I went through this period where I was getting worried about the job situation, but I released everything into God’s hands and stopped worrying. But He is good, He brought a phone interview my way on Monday.. :)

累死了!

November 20, 2006

It was a really, really long weekend filled with curious Chinese people, endless amounts of muah chee, peanuts and bak kut teh, ji gu pa and very little sleep. We had the International Cultural Festival over the weekend and boy, it winded most of the foreign students. Singapore was represented with a booth manned by three very tired Singaporeans but I think we did good despite the hiccups along the way and people enjoyed it.

I was in charge of the muah chee given out free to people who stopped by and I can say my little muah chee spiel on command. “这是我们本地的小吃,叫做麻薯或是muahchee。这个小吃是用糯米粉做的,加花生和糖。”Sorry to everyone who doesn’t have Chinese software. But yeah. It’s fun making muah chee once, but once you dug up your 349th piece of muah chee and said that pre-recorded voice message yet again, it’s rather tiring. But at least pretty much everyone who ate it liked it. I like that we gave it out free, rather than charge for it like some of the other more entrepreneurial countries.

I put my ambassadorial skills to good use by giving a ‘tour’ of the different aspects of Singapore using the photos around the booth. It started innocently enough with an introduction to Deborah and Jun about Singaporean food and morphed into 1.5hours of non-stop talking and fielding questions with the Chinese crowd that came by. Heh.

Sunday was the same thing again, exceptwhen we ran out of muah chee, we played ji gu pa to give away the goodies that STB had sent to us. That was draining but at least that it was fun. The Chinese people felt that the game “很有意思” haha.

All in all I’m glad for the experience and for the chance to correct the notion that Singapore is just a police state. Heh.

Muah Chee in the Making

November 17, 2006

1. Shell peanut
2. Skin peanut
3. Grind peanut using mini mortar
4. Add sugar
5. Repeat ad infinitum, or at least until 4.5kg of nuts are done.

Domestic Goddess I am Not, But Neither am I Fussy

October 18, 2006

It isn’t in my best interests to exaggerate my cooking abilities - I don’t want to come back, cook and disappoint people, though I’ve already been booked for Mushroom Rice (hi Esther!). So with the intention of painting a fair and objective picture of where my culinary skills stand, I present (cue grand entrance) … Corn and Pineapple Hot Dog Porridge (Unpleasant) Surprise.

It all started when I burned the porridge. Seriously, how does one burn rice when there’s tons of water and there was the requisite swirl of the pot? Don’t ask me; ask those chao da grains lying in the bin.

Sometimes, it just doesn’t pay to be adventurous. I bought a pineapple hot dog today from the university provision shop, diced it into little cubes and dumped it into the pot, along with some corn kernels. When the porridge was done-ish, I took a taste and urgh! There was this artificial pineapple flavour with each bite of the hot dog cubes and because I was so industrious and cut the dog into so many pieces, the flavour permeated throughout the porridge.

Thankfully, there was the saving grace of the sweet corn kernels which added some nice bite and crunch to the mix. The tag team trio of sesame oil, soya sauce and Japanese rice seasoning valiantly tried to mask the pineapple taste but despite their best efforts, I had to fish the diced dog pieces out. I ate the rest of the porridge quite happily though. What can I say, I’m (rather) easy to please.

Green is passe

September 22, 2006

I’ve never been overseas during the fall season, and it’s exciting to see the first red leaves appear on the trees. Photos soon!

Of all the street food I’ve had in China, my favourite is 肉夹莫, which is a bit like kongba, with a toasted circular bread, sliced in half with chopped up pork and cucumbers inside. It’s light, filling, tasty… yum! I’ve never eaten street food with such abandon before, always was a bit scared… but now, I’m eating, haven’t yet been sick and I’m happy!

Been applying for jobs online… By far the meanest one has been Standard Chartered’s which has about 10 essay questions of max 300 words each. A bit reminiscent of American Uni applications.

Class in Chinese Uni..

September 12, 2006
I think that the greatest surprise for me here in university in China is the slackness of the average Chinese student. They sms, play phone games, leave class halfway and put their head on the table to sleep… and the teacher does nothing. There was one class where I observed to myself "hey that guy over there so on, sit right in the first row." but discovered later that he chose that seat so that he could sleep undetected in the shadow of the elevated teacher’s table. :|
Classes here go pretty much like this.. Prof comes into class and talks, either writes on the blackboard (how old school - literally) or reads off the slides. Students either pay attention or do one of the above activities. Teacher may ask a question only to be greeted with silence, upon which teacher is forced to choose someone from the class list. I miss the class participation in SMU… and the interaction with other classmates. Here apparently, the Chinese are too afraid to appear dumb in front of the other students to ask questions.. 
Anyway, I was pretty happy cos I got to eat some Italian pizza yesterday that was a nice change.. and ate some mochi like ice cream today… :D

*happy sigh*

September 10, 2006

Simply put, I thank God for today. :)

I went to Wuchang Church this morning… I was 15 minutes early but the church was already packed and it seemed like worship was already underway. As a first-timer, I was ushered upstairs to the first row in front of the preacher and it was then that I realised that the worship leader was teaching the congregation how to sing the hymns that were lined up for worship. It was cute because it started with him singing the melody in doh-re-mi, with the entire congregation enthusiastically echoing and he would give pointers as to the meaning behind the song and the corresponding singing style that would best suit the hymn. After the tutorial, worship started proper and then the pastor preached a sermon about God’s grace and knowledge. I can’t really understand a lot of what he’s saying because I don’t really have much Chinese religious vocabulary… but I like the enthusiasm of the church and the cosiness of being in a small church!

After service was over, I spoke to the pastor that I met online and while talking to him, got to know a local girl who is around my age. We quickly exchanged phone numbers and a while later, she called to ask if I’d like to go and walk around with her, since I didn’t have any company. It was a great morning spent with her, walking to this little street called hu bu xiang that has many little street stalls that serve up to 30 types of xiao chi. She treated me to a very varied and substantial meal, including fish soup noodles, fries, salty dao hui, glutinous rice with dou pi and meat and sticky muah chee texture balls. Yum! She really was so warm and friendly and hospitable! She said that many of her friends aren’t Christians and there aren’t many young people in Wuchang Church, so she really believes that it is God’s arrangement that we met. (Zing, I’m not sure if you’re reading this, but she used the phrase "zhu de an pai", exactly like your (my?) brother!) We met her friend as well and walked a bit more around the area. It’s always nice to meet new people who are as happy to meet you as you are to meet them.

During a friendly ping pong match with my Italian friend Daniela, this African guy was standing by the side watching us. I asked him if he’d like to have a go, and through that small step, I met Narisu, who’s from Nigeria and is getting a Masters/Phd in law in Wuhan Uni. I really like his attitude about learning Chinese - he’s so willing to absorb and learn, and there is an excitement to him that is really contagious. So often speaking and learning Chinese, we just think of the phrases, but don’t stop to appreciate how computer is electric brain, how pictorial the chinese language is, and pointing out those subtleties to him reminded me that Chinese is beautiful. Anyway, Narisu seems pretty like-minded and we had a good time tonight eating more street food, this time barbecued lamb and man tous, and walking back to hostel together. Who’d have thought that I’d get to know a Nigerian in China.

I’m glad that God brought these people my way… and I think He’s answering my prayer for friends in a different way. Maybe if I were hanging out with the Europeans all the time, I would be only speaking English and may end up compromising on my own preferences just to fit in. Instead, I’m meeting local students and local people and international people who may not have been the first choice in my mind, but may turn out being better in the end. So I thank Him… for these people, and for enabling me to be at my friendliest.

All Lined Up Zhou Die & Zhang Jing

The Spread Today

An Atmospheric Shot of Nerisu

Roasted Man Tous

Spontaneous Gastronomic Combustion

July 15, 2006

I love the spontaneity of deciding at lunch that dinner will be at one of the more celebrated restaurants in Singapore, calling the restaurant up and trying my luck, and getting there (with my favourite company in tow) and blowing some serious cash on a scrumptious dinner.

I’ve always wanted to eat at Restaurant Ember, after reading rave reviews about its chef, Sebastian Ng in magazines and food blogs. And while saving a treat for a special occasion is nice, W and me really preferred to just relax and enjoy each other’s company on our 3rd anni, rather than have to dress up and act properly in a restaurant. So with my internship pay, I’ve been intending to bring him there, and finally got to do it last night.

Restaurant Ember is found within Hotel 1929, located at Keong Saik Road, in what used to be the red light district of Singapore, until the Govt swooped in to sanitize the CBD area, shifting all the grime to somewhere that starts with a G and ends with an -eylang. The mental picture of social undesirability remains in older people’s minds however, making Auntie Em rather alarmed that I would want to go there for dinner.

The restaurant itself is a very cosy size, seating approximately 30 people in all, which lends itself to the feeling that the food you’re indulging in isn’t something that everyone else gets to share. And the food, is really really enjoyable.

I had the set dinner which started our evening with an appetizer of pan seared scallops in breadcrumbs in spicy coriander and champagne sauce, while W had a half dozen fried oysters with 6 different dips. It was fun getting to try the different sauces with each bite of the juicy oyster, encased within  golden brown batter.

I had a serving of saffron risotto with roasted tiger prawns, which I really enjoyed because of the fullness of flavour in the risotto, the bite of the risotto rice grains and the firmness of the fresh prawns. I appreciate the risotto all the more because of my one previous experience making it with W. Similar to how pasta should be done al dente to retain a bit of bite in the noodle, risotto, I realise, should also have that bite, and not be on the softer, mushier side.

Mains for us were Chilean seabass belly with lobster roe sauce and beef tenderloin (need to fill in the correct name later). Both were really good. The fat in the seabass belly made it taste more like cod, and the lobster roe sauce was very rich.

Dessert was warm Valrohna chocolate cake and vanilla bean ice cream, along with baked mango tart with grand marnier ice cream. I really liked the chocolate cake because unlike other self-saucing chocolate puddings, this one was made with quality dark chocolate, and the bitterness and intensity of the cocoa flavour really paired well with the light vanilla ice cream. It was quite funny cos W dug his spoon into the middle of the cake, which promptly opened up on both sides of the cut symmetrically, rather much like a mechanised box unfolding. W said, "Transformers."

It was a really happy meal, and I liked Ember very much. The drinks at Breeze at Scarlet Hotel were another story all together but nothing could upset my satisfied tummy.

香港真yummy!

May 14, 2006

I just came back from Hong Kong, which was lots of fun cos of all the walking, talking, hiking and EATING that we did. I’ll let the pictures do the talking.

Hong Kong Photo Slideshow (do not view if feeling hungry)

Brunch at PS Cafe

April 30, 2006

There’s a new restaurant open in town called PS Cafe, an extension of the cafe attached to project shop blood brothers at Paragon… Various food blogs and the papers have been saying good things about it, and so Wen and I took advantage of our recent liberation from exam drudgery to have a look see.

The cafe is situated at Harding Road, which is off Holland Road, near Gleneagles and Tanglin Mall.  We were just commenting how the location is rather similar to that of Colbar, in that it’s surrounded by greenery and rather a drive in. We got a little "temporarily disoriented" as Wen would put it (I just call it lost) but it gave us the opportunity to suss out what else was in the neighbourhood. It was mainly a lot of antique shops and vacant army like buildings.

Well, anyway, about PS Cafe itself… It’s a very pretty place, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows that let you dine in aircon comfort, while taking in the greenery around. The place is done up in a rather chic yet homely style, with simple flowers at each table and chairs done up in different types of tweed. In addition to the dining area, they have a sofa chill out area done up in a similar style.

I enjoyed the meal, not only because of the great ambience, but also because of the food. PS Cafe has a pretty small menu, but everything has something special about it, justifying the higher prices (about $20 per item) by offering a meal that you couldn’t easily find somewhere else. It was interesting because I hadn’t previously had such a unique Western breakfast, beyond the straightforward continental breakfast or bacon and eggs.

I had the poached egg portobello stack, with grilled bacon, wilted spinach and baked creamy potatoes with smoked cheese. Mmm! I really liked the variety within that one plate, each item offering a different taste, coming together as a really satisfying breakfast.

Wen had the pork loaf with roasted fennel, green tatsoi, feta and pesto filled pepper dews in a prune and garlic dressing. It was good too… I especially liked the pepper dews, which looked like cherry tomatoes… They were filled with a creamy feta and pesto stuffing, which filled your mouth after you bit into the pepper. Really interesting.

The portions weren’t that big so we ordered a serving of PS fries, which I had heard people rave about… The fries which were crisp on the outside and fluffy on the inside, came with 2 sauces, and the one worth mentioning is the kaffir aioli sauce which is a garlic mayonnaise with some spices in it. There’s a tang to the sauce that reminds you of lemongrass.

In all, it was a wonderful brunch at PS Cafe, because of the unique and interesting food, the view, the friendly staff and the laid back ambience. I guess we were lucky that it wasn’t crowded when we went at 11am on Sat, I definitely would brave the crowds and come and see how different it is at nights for dinner.