Old and married (or trapped at home and desperate)- that about sums up our New Year's eve. Singaporeans rang in the new year in Singapore style - fireworks, eating, and sales. We are eager for Chinese New Year (beginning around Feb 7), which will be much more festive and interesting.
Mo is concerned that our blog is getting boring, that we shouldn't write about trivial events like having our kitchen cabinets replaced…zzzz zzzz zzzz zzzzzz. He prefers that we write about food, mystery, and intrique so I will do my best.
Here is something that has all three - food, mystery, and intrigue: Plastic Food
Many of the Japanese restaurants in Singapore (and in other parts of Asia from what I understand) have display windows of plastic food. They have plastic models of every dish! This
is a Japanese pasta restaurant in a local mall. I think I missed my calling - creating plastic food seems like it would be a lot of fun and few calories.
Since we originally conceived of this blog as a food-related blog, we have to get back to our roots. We tried a few new dishes recently including: Japanese curry (a curry thickened with sweet potato and much more mild than a South Asian curry), fishball soup (fish have balls?), and a dish of tender morsels of chicken wrapped in leaves and fried (the
name of which escapes us) - note some of the morsels were less tender and more unidentifiable chicken bits. Here is what it looked like when it was brought to the table. I don't have pictures of the curry or the soup and have been accused of being the "worst blogger EVER" by my hubbie. You decide: whenever there's a picture worth taking there's no camera, or its not charged, or its memory is full. And what have you really learned from this blog anyway?
name of which escapes us) - note some of the morsels were less tender and more unidentifiable chicken bits. Here is what it looked like when it was brought to the table. I don't have pictures of the curry or the soup and have been accused of being the "worst blogger EVER" by my hubbie. You decide: whenever there's a picture worth taking there's no camera, or its not charged, or its memory is full. And what have you really learned from this blog anyway?We went to a place called FARMART that was way out in the countryside (well - 20 minutes away by car; almost as far as you can get without hitting a coastline of our tiny island). Our lovely friends Charlotte and Claude, as well as their 3 adorable kids, joined us. Secretly, I knew this was a place we had to go under the cover of "kids will love it." It really is geared toward kids with a wine bar thrown in for adults. The way it is described made it sound like a farmers market where farmers from all over the island come to sell their produce. There really was not much there (I am finding this to be quite typical here- the marketing is better than the reality. I also experienced this when our friend Ciara and I went to a young designers market which left everything to be desired).
Farmart was fun, mostly because of the kids - but not someplace we will go back to. Mo didn't get to try fishing for shrimp in the stocked shrimp pond (his primary reason for wanting to go, and once he saw how lame it was he decided not to do it - it had nothing to do with lame actually, it would just take a long time because you fish for prawns, with fishing rods – one at a time – are people really that f'ing crazy?), and there were a few floaters in the fish tanks (I hope they aren't supplying the local restaurants). Farmart scores a 4 on a scale of 10.
Here is one food we will NOT be eating - duck heads.
The Griswalds will be arriving any day now! Wooohooo!!!! Yeah! Woohoo.
Best wishes for a happy and healthy 2008!
Love,
L & M
