Bonding over gourmet pizzas
I made pizzas for my family on Sunday, simply because this is the first time in a long time that I have been home on a weekend. Also it is the first time in a long time since I did not bring any work home or been too exhausted to do anything else.
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Rainy day snack
A friend cancelled an appointment to meet up, due to the horrid rain. So I put the kettle on and fixed myself a tray. Dried apricots with crackers and a wedge of Port Salut cheese. A cup of Lipton’s tea infusion of Lychee, Lime and Passionfruit. All enjoyed with the Jet album ‘Shine On’ playing in the background. Don’t think I will be able to have dinner now.
It’s all in the broth
All those old wives’ tales about having to gulp down your soup while it is piping hot, might not be so true after all.
My mom, being one of those traditional Chinese moms, always insisted that we drink our soup and eat our food while it is scalding hot and fresh off the stove. The longer we kept our food lying around, the colder it got, and the more likely we would get sick from mysterious bacteria that had time to manifest itself in our food. (Wait, there might be an essence of truth in that, but that’s not my point.)
I bought prawn noodles for lunch and left it on the table for a bit, because I was called off to do something.
When I came back the noodles and prawns were thoroughly soaked in the broth and had this delicious flavour from the soup and still managed to retain that fresh crunchiness.
Needless to say, I slurped up every last drop in the bowl of noodles and my colleague has vowed to try the noodles from that stall as well.
Moral of the story: Take your time to eat your food and let it soak in the flavours from the rest of the dish. And sometimes, do listen to your mom. 
