The best thing about neighbours is being able to share food with them.
Pho cravings in London are the worst because they’re terribly hard to satisfy here.
If you got that title then you are probably a funnier person than I am. Un-funny post ahead.
This month’s food saw me being a little more British. I baked a lot more chicken (living at my aunt’s place made me realize baked chicken is almost always a one-way road to a quick and tasty dinner), attempted lasagna again, made bread pudding and custard to pour over it, tried some sort of beef…
The thing about British museums is that many of them are packed with goodies to see and admire. One museum can easily fill up a day (or two!) so it’s no wonder that we took so long to finally check out the Victoria and Albert Museum. In the Victoria and Albert Museum (hereafter the V&A)…
Sometimes I make things that I like, but Jack doesn’t like, and then it means a lot of food for me. I should try doing this more often.
For the longest that I can remember, my mum’s always been able to make these fabulous dumplings (鍋貼) by hand. Time to follow in dear old Mum’s footsteps!
*doo doo doooooo doo doo dooooo… do do do… do do do* That was my impression of the Doctor Who theme. I know, I’m a prodigy.