Sunday, October 16, 2011

Literary mullings.


Free fall down the rabbit hole
Feel the dusty touch of book spines
Such a pleasant sensation
A marvellous way
But oh, why so lonely?

Confound these wooden doors and there's
One tea party for all
A bespectacled rabbit
 A mad hat and some brew
But oh, why so lonely?

And surely you must wonder
How different it would be
If Alice had a companion

Peer through the looking glass
 A glimpse of cold and ice
Now the adventure begins
A chessboard of play and wit
But oh, why so lonely?

Alas a quest to be conquered
And poems to be recited
Now there's a game to be won
Kings &Queens for company
But oh, why so lonely?

And surely you must wonder
How different it would be
If Alice had a companion

And she and him would bury
themselves in these pages 
and swim with the fishes
Breathe,
the dark fiery ocean bed
With love and hands held

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Wouldn't it be a queer, yet strangely riveting idea? If Alice had a companion. The danger of reading Lewis Carroll and 3am ideas for poetry, as a result of. 

Saturday, October 15, 2011

The European Experience & What's Left.



Oh Ladurée macaron house, oh the Spanish Steps. Oh the museums, the long walks by the River Seine, juicy frankfurters and frothy beer, the wearing of scarves and coats and beanies and boots in chilly weather.

This is what's left of you; postcards from far away, and a million memories.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Homemade



Last week was full of unpredictable events, including an unfortunate ambulance ride and a whole lot of panic. That, however, is an entire different matter. Instead of focusing on the gristly details of the former, I'll share about another part of my week... a delicious cottage pie.

I love food, which a plain enough fact to see, but it's hard to find time or the effort. I'd like to blame a mom who abhors cooking anything beyond toast, and a household where dinner is often takeaway from wherever one of us are, (or worse, tuna from the can on crackers), but mostly it's just my laziness. When my godmother graciously and bravely offered to teach me how to make a simple enough dish of meat & potato fare, I jumped at the opportunity. And two hours later... Voilà! A beautiful casserole, brimming with goodness!

I'm not joking when I say that family inhaled the entire thing in minutes. The recipe is that good. I've made it only once since, altering a couple of measurements here and there. Mostly though, it remains my Godma's pie, hearty and homemade. 



Aunty Stella's Shepherd's Pie

Godma likes to make hers with a 3:2 meat and baked beans ratio, but I go heavy on the minced beef because I'm carnivorous like that. Feel free to throw in whatever you like though, almost anything goes! Also, I served the pie with slices of fried buttered bread the last time, to mop up the slurry of gravy that gathers at the base of the casserole dish.

Ingredients

5 medium russet potatoes
75g of butter
100ml of milk
Olive Oil
1 & 1/2 medium yellow onions
500g minced beef
A handful of sweet corn nibblets
100g of button mushrooms (halved or quartered)
1 & 1/2 beef stock cubes
150g of thick tomato puree
3 slices of streaky bacon
Salt
Pepper



1. Skin the potatoes and cut them into quarters. Throw these pieces into a pot, with a generous dash of salt and just enough water to cover. Boil for about 15-20 minutes. They are ready when you can pierce through one easily with a fork.

2. While waiting for the potatoes to boil, prepare the rest of the ingredients. Dice the onions and cut the bacon into rough 1-inch pieces. 

3. Mash the pieces with kitchen masher, of it you don't have one, use the back of a fork. It suits me just fine. I like having slightly lumpy mashed potatoes :)

4. Cut off small chunks of butter and immerse them deep into the mound of potato and let the chunks melt. Add the milk slowly and mix it into the potato.

5. Put the mashed potato aside. Preheat oven to 200°C. Heat up some olive oil in a wok and add the  diced onions, stir-frying at medium heat.

6. When the onions have turned slightly brown, throw in the minced beef and continue to stir-fry at medium/high heat for about 3 - 5 minutes.

7. When meat has turned a pinkish-brown hue, add in the sweet corn, mushrooms, tomato puree and stock cubes. Add salt and pepper to taste.

8. Add in about 50ml of water slowly and reduce on medium heat.

9. When the meat mixture is done, pour it into a 12x8x3inch casserole dish. Gently place the mashed potatoes on top. I like to run a fork across the surface so the ridges become browned and slightly crispy, yum!

10. Scatter the bacon pieces on top and bake in oven for about 30 minutes.

11. Take out, cool, and serve!


Serves a rabidly hungry family of five.

Saturday, October 08, 2011

The lightness of being






I want to be away from here.

Friday, September 30, 2011

The leaves have changed a time or two

The musical chemistry of Joy Williams & John Paul White is heart-breakingly beautiful; so lovely that you feel wrapped in a secret, a surreptitious and clandestine harmonic blend. This is the kind of music that changes the world, two voices and a guitar between them, it's that simple.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Who doesn't love lucy?


Watching I Love Lucy clips makes staying at home, with nothing but an impaled foot for company, a little more bearable.


Speaking of excellent telly shows, new 2011-2012 line up of American sitcoms include Parks & Recreation, Modern Family & the Office; All out this week! I never tire, of the mockumentaries.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Another day, another fall


A couple of days ago, I was trying to turn on the air-conditioner in church before music class, when I fell backwards and managed to impale the sole of my foot on an upturned three-pin plug. A lot of blood and a quick visit to a GP for one stitch later (yes, ONE. As if my life isn't cursed enough that a hundred dollars must be forked out for ONE stitch. How lame is that?) and I'm at home, missing a couple of days of school and wrapping my leg in a plastic bag before showering.

Too much time at home and not enough human contact is driving me insane. On the other hand, I've gotten extremely adept at hopping around the house on one foot. Which must also, drive my downstairs neighbours insane.

I'm so grateful for friends who helped me on that night, and subsequent ones who visited/dropped a text/promised to help me when I get back to school! And of course, family, for putting up with one whiny kid who wheels around in her desk chair and plays a lot of noisy ukulele. 

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Some plum pie



Over at Seven Spoons, it's always an adventure for chefs, pâtissiers and  gastronomes. I'm not exactly any of the aforementioned (although I would like to make a profession out of the last one), but you can't help but love the way she weaves simple but beautifully-crafted anecdotes into the food blog. It isn't a drab listing of recipes; it's an entire story that involves family and the community and love and several mistakes and more, till finally arriving at the recipe. It's as if Tara O' Brady has saved the special formula for homemade frothy Indian coffee or that savoury vinaigrette till the very end, to reward her enchanted readers. 


The recipes change with the seasons as well. There are beet salads and hot chocolate for winter, berry 'Eton Mess' for spring and a deathly chocolate-caramel ice-cream concoction for summer. And now we arrive to an autumn of pitted peaches and cherry cobbler. Always an adventure :)

Borrowed time, thick as thieves


In this very moment, I am happy because I...


Woke up at noon and rejoiced in the fact that there was no school today

Had toasted blueberry bagels with cream cheese & grapes for breakfast

made fresh coffee for my dad and wished him a very happy 52nd birthday and hugged him

Played the songs of A Fine Frenzy and Simon&Garfunkel on guitar and remembered why I love music.

Had enough time to revisit a comfort novel, Sunshine by Robin McKinley for the 100th time, and was happy because there was someone in the world writing about vampires in a non-gross, twilight way.

Redecorated my room with record covers and Europe trip relics and other miscellaneous weird stuff.


Am Alive.


Monday, September 12, 2011

Eat







We eat, drink and be merry.


I miss spending a whole day doing nothing in bed, having chocolate fingers & tea for breakfast and reading a near-unhealthy amount of Sylvia Plath (The Bell Jar can be hopelessly depressing on an otherwise idyllic Friday afternoon). Instead, I'm reduced to spending nearly four hours a day on public transport shuttling between home and school, packed in with the rest of the grey faces in the 8am rush hour. Assignments are driving me insane! Sometimes I wish I didn't care much.

But enough of that gloomy chatter! There are still many, many things to be grateful for, like a perfectly-cooked peppercorn omelet or great ramen extravaganzas with friends. Moscato in the early afternoon, beautiful strawberry hearts dipped in sugar at midnight.

Food, oh the simple joy in life!