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Showing posts from January, 2015

Putting You Best Foot Forward

My mum came to stay with me last week to help me pack up for my move to our new roof over our heads. Given her age and health, we had to take it easy this time round. So we brought her out for hearty breakfasts and morning coffees everyday after dropping Princess off at school. Then we proceed to this place:       Morning walks are new to me. Usually we would head home to eat breakfast and then rush to office. Walking amongst the trees and breathing in the fresh morning air really does make me feel good and gives me time to think. As we walk, we plan the day's work, chat about the people and life in general, discuss about our Chinese New Year menu and also talk about many things which otherwise we would not have time for.   Thanks to my mom, I was able to achieve the 10,000 step target daily on my Fitbit. It was a record week of steps for me. And thanks to her, I realised that I really do like walking and morning walks.     Although most times, I am more like this:

Stuff-Your-Face-Silly Cheesy Garlic Bread

If you think that I am just trying to make the name sound catchy, I dare you to make this bread and resist stuffing your face with it. I have not met anyone who does not like this crunchy, cheesy and aromatic loaf. I made this for our Christmas lunch and it was almost gone as soon as I returned from the kitchen to put my hand mittens back into the drawers. If not for my mom who saved a chunk for me, I would only have crumbs and bits of garlic which fell off the bread.   Although there are many versions of this cheesy garlic bread which I have tried, I didn't like any. So I created my own version which I think is pretty easy to prepare.   Buy a good loaf of bread which absorbs oil well. I usually just go with a French loaf. Slice it up as shown in the photo. Place the bread on aluminium foil and set aside. Finely chop up as much garlic as you want to knock out whoever you are going to talk to. In a pan over low heat, drop in a good chunk of butter and let it melt

A Non-Chinese Chinese?

Many months ago, we were dealing with this whole horde of books. If you look closely at the piles of books, you would have noticed that the number of Chinese books was outnumbered by their English counterpart. I have noticed that too and had hoped to remedy that situation. Unfortunately, I am no Chinese book reader. It takes me a loooooong time just to read a paragraph in Chinese. My usual joke is that it would take me a year to read a day’s newspaper from the first page to the last. It is that bad. Seriously. I really do not want our princess to suffer such a fate. A non-Chinese Chinese?  And to that end, I am willing to pay the price and make some effort. As part of the push to help princess read more widely in Chinese, I have came up with this: It nearly killed me. We are slowly working our way through these model compositions from China. They are ultra tough even by my standards. The question that I always ask myself in disbelief is how is a primary school kid to able to wr