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:: Monday, February 27, 2006 ::

Midnight Snack



Scottish Smoke Salmon

Salad Lettuce

Finely sliced pieces of smoked ham

Feta Cheese with herb dressing

Lemon on the side

:: Stuffy 2/27/2006 11:49:00 AM [+] ::
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Ideal Midnight Dessert

I found the ideal homemade midnight dessert.

Buy Green and Black's Organic - Chocholate Ice Cream (Dark) ( Any kind of ice cream will do which is not too sweet because the sweetness has to come from the cookie, hence dark chocolate is best)

Buy Sainsbury's Quadruple Chocolate Cookies - decadentl rich chocolate cookies bursting with milk, white and dark chocolate chnks and finished with a base of smooth milk chocolate. (This is only found in UK's Sainsburys, however for an alernative, use any kind of cookie which has a smooth texture, in between the likes of normal cookie and short bread texture)

Pound 2 - 3 cookies into half a tub of ice cream. ( I was too lazy and unhygienic to scoop it out of a bowl)

Eat

I haven't tried any other alternative mixed. But if the precise recipe has been followed, it definitely tastes much better than NYDC's mudpie. Whatever it is, never use cheap ice cream or cookie because it will leave you with a very hollow taste. I shall make this for anyone who pays me a visit.

:: Stuffy 2/26/2006 03:50:00 PM [+] ::
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I was talking to Mich a couple of days ago and we were comparing life experiences abroad, she at Denmark and me in Britain. I remember that when we were younger, our childhood literature was coloured with European authors. The first basic literature was of course, Peter and Jane (the whole series from 1 to 12b), then we progressed to Enid Blyton's whole fairy tale series, Noddy, Hardy Boys, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and the like (not to mention Hans Chritian Anderson, like obviously). That was the world we knew. As I got older, I read classic novels from authors like Kipling, Emily Bronte, Victor Hugo etc. My world of the west was idealised by these fiction books - of dim lighted quaint cobble stone streets, hot pies, sweets and biscuits, tight lipped men with long coats and polite greetings and crisp accents.

I remembered that just for fun, I asked Mr. Thompson, my former A level History Lecturer whether he 'shopped at Marks and Spencers, visited the Queen on Sunday and drank tea at four o'clock.', he just replied nonchantly that the only time he shopped at Marks and Spencers was to get underwear.

Its quite funny, but I think if I were ten again, I would imagine meeting Mich upon her arrival on a steam train from Denmark. Of course, our meeting is one of great importance and urgent business. Because Mich found an old 16th century map of Transylvania with new mysterious undiscovered areas, once believed to contain the treasures of the Dark Ages, she has asked to seek my expertise. I am, by profession a mapmaker and she, by profession, is a renown archeologist who migrated to Denmark. (Of course in this story, she still has to be my cousin). After much intense debate and discussion, we would embark on our journey to the East of Europe, hoping to bring back new knowledge of our exciting discoveries.

Not that thats going to happen now, I'm actually meeting her in a 10 person dorm near a dingy underground station called Bayswater (they have very good roast duck from a Cantonese Restaurant there which my father likes to go to). Mind you, with modern techonology, she's arriving by a budget airline and I'm coming in on a two pound coach.
Obviously, we, having no profession whatsoever, are two poor undergraduates ( the lowest common denominator in the academic world). We'll go to a British pub for cheap food and sitting at Hyde Park feeding ducks. Of course, we are still meeting for important and urgent business which still involves going to East Europe in summer (if time permits). *winks

:: Stuffy 2/24/2006 11:39:00 AM [+] ::
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The Pizza

I'm waiting for my prawn noodles (not instant mee, I did it from prawn paste and mee sua noodles) and herbal soup to cook.

I must have been eating a fair amount of boiled chinese noodles, chicken and rice and I needed a good oily, fried, greasy giagantic pizza to balance it out. Yesterday, I bought a large BBQ Chicken piazza, and because the weather was so cold, I cabbed home. This essentially meant that the pizza cost me 14 pounds. I knew on hindsight, even before making my purchase that no pizza is ever worth it in the UK unless it was being shared (my minimum sharing persons for a 14 inch pizza is 2). But for craving sake, I didn't mind losing 12 pounds.

I managed to finished half of it ( and my teddy bear took a slice as well), but Hub wasn't home to serve his functional purpose, or to put it in a nicer way, he wasn't home to share it with me, and Janice and Rainbow don't eat pizza.

Mich, when I see you in london, we shall go eat pizza k? Meanwhile, eat all the Anderson's ice cream you can.

:: Stuffy 2/22/2006 10:37:00 AM [+] ::
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Can't Sleep

Was talking to a future colleague (*laughs Adel, I can't imagine I'm using this term)of mine and asking her about internship. I also received an open letter from my former Sunday School teacher about a mission trip and he said that he has a 3 month old son! Two people whom I haven't met in a year and a half. Has it really been that long? Time passes by so fast and each term in Warwick keeps getting faster and faster, its catching up with my heels, or perhaps it has already proceeded to be ahead of me.

In a few weeks time, I'd be relieved of my L&B duties. Yay! Then its L&B Gold Medal test. And Economic Summit. Double Yay!. Hand in 2 assignments. In 5 weeks, its Spring Break and I'm going to New York.



I found this off Tat's blog. Everyone seems to festive!

Chinese New Year Celebrations
Went over to Edwin's place for dinner. It was a warm, personal dinner. Me and my housemates (Rainbow and Jan) and Puilai, Edwin, Eric an Pingli - essentially a mixture of Singaporeans and Cantonese speakers (specifically HK and Guan zhou). Of course, the guys did the cooking, and they have proven to be much better cooks. We had a sumptous chinese dinner of char siew, herbal chicken soup, veg, lemon chicken and roast chicken.

Really appreciated the sweet gesture from the 3 blokes, and a very gentlemanly one at that. (Although Mr Cher owed me one for the intensive Cha dance session for the One World Week Carnival in which he dragged Puilai along to be his partner, and the poor girl had to learn the steps in 3 days. Anyway, Mr Cher, if ever I have to go on board your ship for some business, you have to do the cooking when the ship reaches port, cause you know janice can't cook right? *hehe kidding

Headed for Rach's house for another round two - steamboat. But couldn't really eat that much, despite packing in a few fish balls, prawns and red bean soup. Almost everyone was there, Malaysians included. Me and Hub stayed till 12, and then time suddenly became 2. We tried to call a cab back, but no cabs were available (possibly because there are too many Chinese in coventry and all of them were out until 2 celebrating CNY). Poor Sherwin and Rach were up with us despite having to prepare food for the Asian Food Fest the next day. I didn't quite understand why Hub didn't seem to want to go home, but it could be because our place was under renovation and Rach's place was all comfy. Besides, they even had a TV to watch, which made time seem to pass even fast. In short, we went home at 5.

As if that was not enough Chinese food. Hub and I went to the new Chinese Noodle Bar at Coventry after Church with that excuse that it was CNY, so therefore, it was a must to have Chinese food in the absence of home.

This Saturday, we're going to birm for a Sing Soc organised CNY dinner.

:: Stuffy 2/03/2006 06:15:00 PM [+] ::
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