Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Here are the pics from the weekend:
(The first questions usually asked by our parents is what the room looked like, so we took pictures for them. I think it's so they know that we didn't stay in a grass hut with a dirt floor.)
Here's the group that went on the trip.
Yeah. You'd think after a weekend of relaxing that we'd be all rested up. I guess not.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
I was intrigued by these little pastries when I first saw them on Orchard road. And no, they're nothing like Moon Pies that we eat in the States. These suckers are thick and more like a bready, cake. They cost anywhere from $10 to $50 US. Any pastry that can pull that much dough outta someone's wallet has got to be interesting at the very least. However, I had no idea what they were or what was in them. I heard several Chinese folk lore stories about how they originated from several people and even read some here on Wikipedia. They're pretty interesting.
Yesterday, when I went to my doctor's appointment. My doctor, in effort to make small talk, enquired about my experiences in Singaporean cuisine. I mentioned to him that I wanted to try one of these mysterious little cakes. Lo and behold, he just happened to have some in his office. He happily sent one home with me in a McDonald's paper sack. (Don't even get me started on that part.)
Inside is traditionally lotus seed paste and an egg yolk from a salted duck egg. The egg yolk is supposed to symbolize a whole moon. Thus, why it's named a mooncake. And since lotus seed paste is expensive, they will sometimes substitute bean paste. I don't know which mine was. I'd like to think I got an authentic, expensive one. :)
So I decided to suck it up and just try it even though I was a tad hesitant about the salted duck egg (remember folks, those are the black ones).
I only ate one bite. I may try some more later. I'm still warming up to it.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
It was a sad evening. It's not the first time it's happened. However, it was the first time I could prove that the victim was alive and well before the demon dog got a hold of him.
Guinness is showing no signs of remorse. I think someone is getting his game of fetch taken away today.
Rule number one, Guinness: We do not eat animals that first entered our house alive.
Friday, September 12, 2008
On a less dirty note, our living room actually is beginning to look like a living room. Thanks to an overly zealous office remodel and some turned cheeks, we have furniture! The couch was made for munchkins, I'm pretty sure, but hey, you can't beat free. We're currently looking for a cover for it cuz navy blue doesn't match the mammoth of a "Big Man Chair" that Aaron brought from home. I hope IKEA has some couch covers cuz they don't make couches this small in the US. We're all fat there and need things like "Big Man Chairs". (That's not a nickname. That's the name the chair is marketed under. It's like saying "Hey! If you're a fat ass, this is the chair for you.)
We said he was cute...not smart.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
My new friend Danielle introduced me to my new favorite place in Singapore. It's the "Super Walmart" of Fair Prices (a popular Singapore grocery store).
Back home, I didn't realize the awesomeness of a huge store that had everything from apples to face wash to home appliances. Once I moved to Singapore, I quickly began to miss the ability to go to one place to get all of the things I need. Yes, I did in fact miss Walmart (I know my mom is doing a silent victory dance as she reads this.) It's one of those things like "you don't know what you got till it's gone". Don't get me wrong, I'd still prefer a Target, but I'll take what I can get in Asia.
So back to Fair Price Xtra....Seriously kids, it's great. My favorite part? They bake fresh baguettes and flavored bread loaves daily for cheap. I bought a baguette for a buck and a loaf of Soya bread for two bucks. It's cheaper than the enriched sandwich bread that could be a month old. I'm in carb heaven. That's a big deal in a place where most carbs are of the rice and noodle variety.
You know what else is great? This Asian shampoo that my friend suggested I try. It's called Asience and it makes your hair feel like silk. At least mine does until I plaster my five anti-frizz products in it. The shampoo and conditioner are only like four bucks at Fair Price Xtra. Sweet.
So I ride the 169 bus all the way down to Ang Mo Kio (it means literally "White Man's Bridge" in Chinese) where this wonderful place is. Then, I can ride the bus all the way back to Sembawang (I don't know what Sembawang means, sorry). It's about a 45 minute ride both ways during rush hour. I'm learning that public transportation = make a day of your one errand because it will take just that...a whole frickin' day.
On a side note, Guinness is doing well after his procedure. He doesn't seem to miss "them" yet. He is however, taking it easy and trying to fight the urge to slobber on his wound.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
I am also bored. I am a baking fool. It's not funny either. Check out the list of things I've made in the past four months:
Chocolate chip cookies (about 10 times, they're Aaron's fave)
Peanut butter bars
Cinnamon rolls (3 times)
Chocolate chip cookie bars
Peanut butter chocolate chip cookies
White chocolate macadamia nut cookies
Isn't that sad? We don't have children. Only one of those things were made for someone else...kinda. We also don't go to community picnics that require I bring a dessert. We don't even donate to bake sales. I make these things and only two people sit around and eat them. Two! It's a wonder my ass isn't the size of the moon.
To make matters worse, we usually don't finish one item before I'm off baking the next thing. (Example: One portion of cherry cobbler still sits in the fridge and the macadamia nut cookies are already done and in the cookie tub on the counter.) This is getting out of hand.
I think someone needs to take away my baking sheets.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
You see, I was "blessed" with a larger top than most. I'm sure many of you are thinking "She has no idea how lucky she is to have big boobs", but you ladies have no idea how lucky you are to NOT have big boobs. I don't know if you noticed, but after the 90's, clothing sizes got a bit more modest in the breast region. Even shopping for tops is a challenge for me. I either come out looking like a porn star or a chubby Amish girl.
You can only imagine what a challenge I was facing in shopping for a dress in Asia --the land of "no boobs". I asked several of the wives here for advice and all of them recommended this little shop in Sun Plaza. It was the inexpensive choice and I went there first because lets face it, I'm only gonna wear this thing once and mostly likely, I'll spill something on it anyways. Drinks are free flowing that night. I can only imagine how painful it'd be to spill cranberry vodka down the front of a $300 gown.
Yesterday, I took the plunge. I shuffled through the large rack of mostly over-beaded and over-sequined prom dress rejects. I learned quickly that the Asians LOVE excess. Gold and bling everywhere. I am, however, more of a simple chic kind of girl. I'd rather jazz something up with jewelry, makeup or awesome shoes.
The sales girl was very frustrated with me five minutes in. I rejected everything she suggested. She sent the manager over to help me. Ha ha. Yeah, I'm that girl now. I figured out the sizing system through a process of not being able to zip things and things simply falling off. The sizes were 1, 2, 3, and 4. 1= small. 2= medium. 3= large. 4= extra large. I'm a 3....sometimes. This is where it gets tricky in "no boobs" land. All sizes have the same small cup allowance, I swear. I was falling and pouring out of everything, even dresses that were too big everywhere else. I must have tried on every dress in the shop. The sales manager just started bringing me any dress she could find in the larger size.
After about an hour, I finally tried on a winner. This bad boy has adjustable straps and rouching at the top. The combo is a life saver. The color is also very "me". It's a turquoisey blue-green and it's floor length with satin and a sheer fabric overlay. It's not something I'd technically buy back home, but hey "When in Rome...."
***I'm not putting a picture of it up until the Ball. Some Asian chick might try to copy my dress. :)
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
These are the loose chickens I saw as I was walking to the bus stop today. How random is that? Farm chickens loose in our housing area. I feel as though this is not normal...or sanitary.
This race car is completely made of chocolate. Doesn't it look yummy? It's on display at the Royal Plaza Hotel on Scotts Road. It made me really want to start gnawing on one of the wheels. I didn't though. I'm sure they'd frown on that.
So I think this is called a Phonograph. I'm not sure. If anyone could help me out that'd be super. Anyways, this is sitting in the back corner of a bar in town. I'm not sure why and I'm pretty sure the dust indicates it no longer works. It's still pretty cool though.
That's all I got for now.