September school holidays is over. The boy and I had a great time going for outings in Singapore. It’s amazing how many things there are to do in Singapore alone, so there’s no real need to travel overseas at all. Plus, it didn’t rain much at all throughout the week. The rain kind of held out until a rainpour finally happened on Friday and Saturday. Otherwise, it was bright and sunny all week long. Nice!
Caldu Pescador originates from the Kristang community of Malacca in Malaysia, with roots from the Portuguese Empire which conquered Malacca in the early sixteenth century. It is also known as the fisherman’s soup, prepared by fishermen using their daily catch. You can prepare it using your favourite seafood (shell fish, prawns, fish fillets) and make it into your own pot of favourite stew based on your individual preferences. I love mine with the simpler ingredients (less shell fish please) as I want to savour the soup and its burst of flavours from the base ingredients.
This bowl of Thai kway teow soup is to die for. I was actually not expecting it to turn out to be anything special or fantastic, just a simple, homecooked pot of stock with kway teow, that’s all. But when I saw how the bowls were emptied out at the dining table very quickly, I was secretly pleased. This simple bowl of noodles proved to be much more than it looks to be.
Finding this book at a favourite bookshop of mine in New Bahru was a coincidence. We were browsing at the bookshop after a lunch one weekend afternoon. My husband was the one who pointed this book out to me. He was already familiar with Humphreys’ witty columns in the local papers and suggested I’d enjoy his sense of humour as well. So I thought I’ll give it a try.
I wanted to try jogging in some nice places for the fun of it.
It has been some time since I last jogged at Pandan Reservoir. I remember I was busy preparing for the logistical arrangements in preparation for the Angkor Wat exhibition back in 2018 and decided to do a jog around the Pandan Reservoir. My logistics agent was calling me up every so often to update me about work as I reached the halfway mark of the reservoir, which was quite fun because she didn’t realise that I was in the middle of nowhere when she called, and I could continue to jog my stress out after the call because the reservoir was so big.
Top: view of the skyline from the starting point of the reservoir