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Striking the caloric balance. Barely.

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Want cheap ramen?

A noodle spree cannot be styled into a classy picture. Period.

Forget about my hunt for Singapore’s best ramen.

Why spend an average of $15 in one sitting, to pick out the subjective best from what seems to be dozens of new ramen joints flowering up all over the country, to guzzle high sodium, fat-saturated soups and slurp up ramen portions which are clearly out of my league? And they seem to all be, to quote Anthony Bourdain, “A hideous, generic sprawl of soul-destroying sameness”.

If I want to find the Best _______ (insert appropriate latest food fad), I’m not about to sacrifice my health thank you very much.

But that isn’t to say I’m never eating ramen out ever again, only that I’ll do so when I feel like it. And hey, if I happen to stumble across the ramen that blows my socks off to the Land Of The Rising Sun, well good for me. I’ll be sure to let you know all about it.  

In the meantime, I think my current ramen, udon, soba windfall from Scotts Isetan on Saturday should tide me over till my future fateful encounter.

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Chilled Sesame Soba

Chilled Sesame Soba

My computer’s finally up and running and I’m a few posts behind. And, you know, if things really can’t get any worse, it was confirmed today that the 2009 A Level results will be released on Friday. Oh joy. 

It’s never meant to be easy. This is merely a rite of passage, as they say. 

Well in that case, I’m sure it’s not too late for me to join a tribe where they just pierce something, or cut something off. Because I suppose I could survive without a limb. See, now that’s a rite of passage – done the proper, predictable way. You know what to expect, and if they’re kind, they’ll count to three for you. 

This isn’t a rite of passage. 

This is purgatory – torturous and excruciating, where the seconds stretch on into hours and where the probability of suffering from an apoplexy is high up in the upper quartiles. 

Feel free to pee in your pants, because life’s like that you see, you just have to let some things go. 

Let’s spend these last few days relishing in what life is and never will be again. (ie. EAT) Read more of this post