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Monday, August 09, 2010

Food Cravings


I’ve been having mad cravings for American food lately.  And Mexican food.  I suppose just food that is, what I consider, Californian.  Don’t get me wrong, the food in Singapore is still bomb, but sometimes you just want something like a delicious burger. 

In fact, I recently went through the effort of making my best attempt at a bacon-wrapped hotdog here in Singapore.  It was a pretty satisfactory considering it wasn’t a real hotdog (Singapore is very halal-friendly…meaning no pork products for the large Muslim population here).  I think the key was the grilled onions.  Grace did this thing where she added oil and sugar to them…they were delicious!  Topped with ketchup, mustard and even mayo, I was in heaven. 

Here are some other foods I’m craving lately:

In N Out burger with extra lettuce, tomato, a whole grilled onion and light sauce.  With french fries and a chocolate strawberry shake.
Steak.  Medium rare!  With garlic mashed potatoes and grilled onions.
Soft-shelled fish tacos with homemade salsa. 
Fajita Burrito from Coxihan’s.  So greasy you can’t even eat the last 20% of it since all the oil collects at the bottom.
Fresh oysters with lemon and red sauce.
Lamb riblets.
Bacon wrapped hot dogs. With grilled onions, ketchup, mayo, mustard, avocado salsa and a grilled pepper.
A decent salad!  Ranch dressing, hello?

Great.  Now I’m just sitting on my bed torturing myself with all these images of food.

Homeless in Singapore




Singapore is very stringent on rules, regulations, and above all, retaining control. It is, how I say, a very efficient country. One mystery, for me, is: where do all the homeless people go? I forget that there even are homeless because, for the most part, I never see any. I’m pretty sure this man was, however. He didn’t speak any English and seemed to have all his belongings with him when I saw him.

Is it strange that despite his minimal clothing and personal items laid out, I found him to be quite dignified? He had no shame, his items neatly laid out on a piece of fabric, and he really seemed to be enjoying his smoke on a beautiful day in Chinatown.

Brief Affair

Okay, I had a brief affair with Tumblr and I think I'm over it. I regret posting so much with no ability to transfer it back over. That's what I deserve in being fickle, I suppose!

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Commitment Phobe

I have this problem of wanting to always switch between blogs. It's always been a battle of Xanga vs. Blogger, and while it's taken me almost 8 years to leave Xanga, I'm stumbled upon tumblr and have fallen in like.

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