February 2, 2011
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Earl Grey and Lemon Cake
It’s been raining, and as you’re reading this, you probably rolled your eyes because chances are, it’s still raining.
It rained continuously for 16 odd hours on Sunday, and I’m not counting in Saturday because it was a start-and-stop thing as if the sky thought it would be funny to sprinkle a little of this and that every now and then like Tinkerbell on crack. I spent the entire day frolicking around in the now severely eroded and muddied wreck that is Fort Canning Green at the Laneway Music Festival. I can’t imagine what it looks like now.
And since the sky didn’t look like it was going to let up (and it didn’t. Surprise!) I had to busy myself with other activities that didn’t involve my snuggly microfleece Uniqlo jacket, the blanket and the bed.
So I made a pot of tea, a delicately floral French Earl Grey, and I thought something was missing.
And so I made cake.
Not just cake to have with tea, but cake with tea, like tea in cake, because just cake and tea is boring. Read more of this post
February 6, 2010
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My health craze last year lasted a good five months before it crashed and burned in the wake of A Levels. Before it’s untimely demise, I remember being obsessed with saving money on food to the point where I eventually went Homemade. I’m not that much of a stinge, but I just find it hard to trust dubious looking cereal boxes that boast High-Fibre, Low Sugar and Low Fat (more on that later). I’ll admit, I do believe the nutrition benefits touted by certain cereal brands because I’m one of those people who block supermarket aisles while scrutinising the nutrition table and list of ingredients on every single cereal box that catches my fancy. I get that absorbed.
And when I think I’ve found a cereal I would stick to religiously for breakfast, on the first bite, I think I’d very much rather eat the cardboard box it came in, and hey, it’s got tons of fibre too. Read more of this post