Over the years, I’ve fallen in and out of love with so many things, so many times. But no matter what I declared my love to, I always came back to came back to tea and biscuits.
Something about that pair, something about the way the biscuit crumbles in my mouth and the tea washes down all my problems, along with the biscuit’s buttery remains — it’s my one true love.
For a brief period in my life, I learnt music. But then the teacher showed such obvious favouritism to some students that I ended up hating her class.
I should have joined another music class elsewhere.
Because I didn’t, I had to resort to making harmony from trees and lamp posts.
Coffee is all about being in the right mind. And in the early morning, looking down from 12th floor at miniature figures rushing to start their day, coffee is all that is in my mind.
A lot of things are in season now, with my favourite being great food and greenery. And when they come together as perfect halves, nothing stops me from grabbing my camera.
The one thing I learnt living in a hostel that called it a “paying guest” system, is how much I miss cooking. Even it were just poaching an egg, I craved to do it myself, in my way.
Cooking not only ensures the flavours you want, but also brings out the vibrance of your skills. Plus, of course, egg yolks are vibrant when poached.
Oh, that oozing yolk makes my head spin!
The Chaos Within 