An Art & Science

Cheri Joan's Tom Yam Gong
Here's one of my dinner experiments.
Here are the things you will need to do.
Dice up the brinjil.
Slice up the carrot.
Cut up the broccoli.
Skin and debone the chicken, dice them up too!



This is my favourite part... Before



and... After



Ahhh... the joy of cooking.
Some says it's an art, others says it's a science.
A little of both for me.
I do it with the heart.
I miss cooking since I arrive home mostly pass dinner time.

I told Licia she will be my lab rat once I have perfected a few things this round.
That was Linz's job a couple of years ago.
Guess what?
She's still alive!!!
She's currently too busy to take on this job so Licia has kindly volunteered!
Let's pray for her...Amen!
HA...HA...HA

Left Overs?

How my leftovers drove away my Monday Blues...





I was in the mood for more homecook food so I decided to
put some leftover from the dinner I made the night before into my lunch bento.


Ingredients:
Japanese Pickled Vegetables
Japanese sardines seasoned and grilled with yakitori sauce and sesame
Japanese short grain rice seasoned with bonito onigiri mix
Grilled Japanese Sweet Potatoes


Was gonna throw in some steamed broccoli
but decided I wanted to make space for my sweet potatoes!
Most of the raw materials were airflown from Japan at the Food Fair in Isetan Scotts!
As for the lunch box, I got it on my last trip to Hong Kong! Cool ya?

Of cos, like good old Japanese, I wrapped it all up in a furoshiki.
Chose a green one this time!



Care to join me for lunch?

If There're Seasons...

anyone lived in a pretty how town

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief

bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

by E E Cummings

We are everyone and anyone...
So what if anyone dies?
Everyone dies anyway...

Post Card from Paris

...ermmm...bookmark from Paris



Licia Lee sent me a postcard from Paris!
I mean... a bookmark from Paris.
Who would have thought of mailing a bookmark the way you would with a postcard???
Well, Licia Lee of course!
With an Andy Warhol print and a message from her saying...

"To the woman who enjoys simple yet finer pleasures of life, Cheri Joan.
Reading is the habit of great people.
Just like you."

Dope! I love it!!!

iLove iTouch

The Epitome of Love



Love at first sight! It's gleaming finishing.
A new toy for Cheri Joan! The Apple iTouch!