With custard sir?

Well at least Aunt Bessie looks happy.

colour made the grass less green

Dear Blog,

Honestly i’m still quite shocked with something I googled yesterday. I know i’m in no position to judge racism in this country, it’s not like i’ve had someone point a gun on my head for being black. In a way I feel blessed to be where & who I am.
I’ve never assumed a language funny just because I’ve never heard it before, I’ve never made fun of a person for having more/less pigments on her skin (well I have stared at someone once, just because I found her REALLY pretty). 🙂

In fact I’ve taught myself to never judge people around me that way, and I’m still learning. It’s no use having ‘Peace, Love & Respect’ or ‘Slave of God’ written on your Facebook status when you use the word ‘Kaling’ like it’s some kind of mantra that would make you live for another 100 years.
Added: It’s not right to judge that a person’s Iban ethnicity drives her to wearing a purple sports pants to school.
Why is it in a body filled with 23 pairs of chromosomes it’s cromosome 15 which will determine your placing on planet Earth?
Well amidst all that ramblings I should be grateful. Somewhere around the world some people has it worse than we do here.
http://www.littlespeck.com/region/CForeign-My-040314.htm
“I dunno to laugh or to cry…when I see the Malay students who din’t have to study so hard, mostly cannot speak fluent English… they REALLY dont have to slog as hard as the laziest chinese girl on the block and YET still cruise through entrace for university.”

Just like a scene from a Yasmin Ahmad’s movie.

To discriminate is to ignore, when you ignore you refuse to give yourself a chance to explore outside your box.
MY LOST!YOUR LOST!OUR LOST!

RBC lunch buffet, Singapore food festival.

Dear Blog,

The more I go for buffets the more I feel the urge to get a d90.

So yesterday, my friends and I decided to make a very hungry(we all skipped breakfast) lunch visit to RBC. We were very excited when we spotted a banner with ‘Singapore food festival’ printed on it. Somehow the first thing that came to mind was ‘char kueh tiaw’! The sight of ‘teh tarik’ on a table as we were walking to our table excited me. I really missed the teh tarik I had in Singapore.

A salad bar stood just a few feet opposite our table. Nothing too fancy on the bar, just a few local tomatoes, cauliflower and lettuce along side different dressings. Perhaps the only things Singaporean were their ‘tang hoon salad’, a spicy pineapple salad and not forgetting their ‘rojak’ . However the artichoke salad did excite me a little(I’ve never had artichoke in my life before).

We were expecting another friend so I decided to venture on the menu first. Me being me I started pondering around the dessert corner, full spirited!

This is a shot of a friend’s dessert plate.

Despite all the colourful dessert displays I decided to indulge on their bread pudding first considering that they were nearly on a run out. Smart thinking I would say! 🙂 And still we have no idea what was on for the main course.

And these were for the main course, well…nearly.

Honestly I found it really dissapointing how they had so little choices on the table and most of the dishes were rather local. No Singapore’s signature chilli crab, no the famous Singapore laksa . Nothing like those you see on AFC and the ‘teh tarik’ the lady had must have been a $6 side order. Sad!

However we ended the buffet with generous scoops of chocolate, vanilla, strawberry and yam ice cream…well…at least a friend did.

To wrap it up the food didn’t exactly taste bad. The only thing that dissapointed me was of course the menu itself . I expected to see a more multicultured food choice. Of course they had the Indian ‘martabak’, the Chinese stir fried mixed vegetables and the ‘soto ayam’ which fits comfortably in the Malay category but these were abit too boring for me.
Why bother spending $23 on food I can get at a lower prices from LOCAL stalls?

To make things worse I had a gastric that day.

Self note: Have at least a light breakfast before indulging on a lunch buffet to be able to put your money to good use!

char kueh tiaw : chinese fried rice noodle

teh tarik : indian pulled tea

tang hoon salad : glass noodle salad

rojak : fruit salad in a spicy peanut sauce

martabak : indian flat bread

soto ayam : rice or egg noodles in a chicken broth

diavola cravings

Hello blog…
I’ve been craving for Capers’ diavola pasta. As you know I’m kinda broke and the idea of driving 100km up to Bandar doesn’t really interest me, until I get my next allowence that is.
So I guess the smartest thing to do would be to break down the recipe and cook it instead, so here it goes…
Chopped garlic
Diced chicken breast
Sausage/Pepperoni
Pizza sauce
Fresh basil
Chilli padi
Dash of cream
Seasonings
Fetuccini pasta
So I guess I should hunt for the cheap and fresh basil and chilli padi from Soon Lee soon.

KTM, Kilanas.

I have been huting for a good HALAL kolo mee around Brunei. Well, it’s just part of my mission of trying to show my Malay friends what a kolo mee should really taste like. This place is said to serve the best (by a blogger) halal kolo mee, its also a noodle making factory, so me and a lovely friend decided to give it a shot for breakfast!

Thats the van responsible for all the deliveries of freshly packed noodle. We were not allowed into the factory. Sad!

This place was initially intended as a canteen for the workers of the noodle factory but they somehow decided to serve outsiders as well. Can’t blame them, I bet no one could resist the idea of digging into fresh noodles!

Finding the place was only half of the trouble, we were glad they were open that day.

My chicken kolo mee. I love the texture of the noodles, in fact I love this type of noodle for my kolo mee. The seasoning was abit heavy on white pepper. Nothing like a typical Chinese kolo mee because they don’t cook the broth with the chicken together. The chcken pieces are fried seperately.

Kolo mee with wantan. The wantan smelled and tasted abit too wierd for me. Not my cup of tea.

I spotted these two ladies digging into their laksa. I think I should give this place another shot.

Pizza sauce #2

What do you know! The secret to the wonderful pasta sauces in Capers is fresh basil!

I know it looks pretty soggy and bruised up, considering it has been frozen for quite some time now.
This time I eliminated red wine from the sauce since we are on a run out.
Ingredients to be sauteed and blended:
1 can Hunts diced tomatoes with garlic (we didn’t have anymore fresh garlic left on the counter)
1/2 cup tomato paste
2 tbs apple cider vinegar
2 tbs honey
fresh thai basil
seasoning:
salt
black pepper

It does say ‘natural’ on the can but I can’t help but to remind myself that it still contains preservatives. The tomato paste however had only ‘tomatoes’ written under its ‘ingredients’ column. Somehow that makes me happy. 🙂

Honestly I just cant wait to grow and cook with fresh herbs later in the UK, and I wonder what difference fresh tomatoes would make to the sauce.

Pizza sauce #1

The fact that a large sized pizza can contain almost a 250g block of fat isn’t amazing, it’s daunting! So I decided the best and safest way to enjoy a pizza is by making your own with the freshest ingredients you can get your hands on. Moreover, like what Jillian said…”Do you know how much it costs to cure cancer?”
Basic compositions of a pizza is of course:
-dough
-sauce
-cheese
-toppings
As for the dough I am yet still pondering over an easy to follow recipe while my packet of yeast awaits me patiently on the counter.
This is a recipe i found for the pizza sauce from:
http://letsstartsimple.com/2010/03/12/the-perfect-pizza-sauce/

It’s Brunei, so I used dried basil instead. It turned out well. My mum used the sauce for her spagetthi since I still need time on the dough. Let’s see if the fresh Thai basil in my fridge will do me any good the next time.

Thank you Lord…

Don’t be overwhelmed by small victories, its a war zone out there.
Thank God, pray for strength, go armed and expect the worst!

Starbucks, Parkson Miri.

I remember how all-hyped-up I would get whenever I see Starbucks. Whether on the TV, on my friends FB status and of course poses on display pictures holding up cups with their Srabucks logo on. As a loyal coffee drinker and lover it embarasses me to know that I have no piece of mind to contribute when my friends start talking about how they made love to a Starbucks Caramel Frapuccino.
And of course throughout these conversations questions like “What makes non-coffee lovers love their coffee?”, ”Where do they get their coffee beans from?”, “Is it better that the best coffee I had in San Franciso’s cafe?” are likely to float in and out of the neurons in my brain.

So out of 90 % curosity and 10 % peer pressure I grabbed a $5 bottle of Frapuccino from Supa Save.

But of course now that im older and wiser I set on a journey to Parkson, Miri to answer all questions while sipping on a huge cup of Starbucks Latte, well nearly all.

Call me emotionless but the taste was disappointing to me. It was huge, it was expensive, it had cream on it, it had u nice mug to hold it in but it didn’t have the taste I was seeking for. No bitterness in every sip no the roasty coffee aroma lingering into my senses. Is it just me?
Of course if you are a non-coffee drinker who just wishes to stay in trend you could go for their chocolate drinks.
Hot…

Freeze…

And what would the coffee be without a piece of cheesecake or chocolate cake lying by its side. I had a bite of each. Their cakes like their drinks are big, expensive but unfortunately quite dry. I guess I should try their freeze next time. Maybe that would change my view of the drinks there. But then, I hate cold coffee.
Are you getting sick of my bad reviews?

Starbucks and Justin Bieber has one thing in common. Both overrated.

Cucur pisang (banana fritters) #1

This one is a bummer. It didn’t turned out as crispy as I expected and to make things much worse the bananas weren’t sweet enough so my ‘cucur’ ended up tasteless. We hated it!