April 16, 2015 In Uncategorized

PORK STICKY RICE BALLS W QUICK TTEOKBOKKI SAUCE

[ezcol_1half] I don't know how weird is it to change the featured photograph, but I made this dish again, and I just like this street/take out-styling much more. It suits the dish. Enjoy! I'M GOING TO EAT AS MUCH CHEWY AND STICKY RICE-THINGS DRENCHED IN PLASTIC-DYING SAUCES, TO MY TEETH'S CONTENT [/ezcol_1half] [ezcol_1half_end] So, today is the day. No, not the day I rolled out of bed looking like Beyonce. Because that was yesterday. Nor is it the usual days that I hallucinate behind my gas-mask about the elusive, blue-est of the blue sky-day in Beijing that never comes. Because today, it actually is. Totally smog-free. Yay. But you know, the cheerleader in me rather focus on the fact that - like how snowstorms only come on the weekends - this miracle just had to happen in the fucking middle of the week. A thursday. Pffffff

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October 23, 2014 In All recipes, Meat

CUMIN SPARE RIBS

[ezcol_1half] DON'T GIVE ME THE BULLSHIT, IN THE END, DO I TASTE FREAKING-ABSOLUTELY AWESOME? [/ezcol_1half] [ezcol_1half_end]  [/ezcol_1half_end][ezcol_1half] To be honest, I don't think I have ever truly enjoyed BBQ ribs.  It has always been, to me at least, more enjoyable as an idea - the smile of the pit-master, the black smoker hissing under the Southern sun, the sense of all American lifestyle - than in actuality.  In actuality, I've been waiting my whole life so far, to be impressed, turned, proven wrong, by something that I so desperately would like to grow more fond of.  But in the end, picking at a pile of ribs that are often borderline dry and overly sweet, I always ended up wondering if I have missed something. This isn't to say, the rib's problem.  In fact, any form of scanty meats adhering to a disproportionate amount of bones, that requires bare hands and  sheer fangs to tear down, I'm there.  In fact, the rib-hole that had been ironically left hollow in my long years spent in holy BBQ-land, was immediately filled and nurtured within a month after I moved here, by the most unlikely of all cuisines.  A Northern Chinese creation called, cumin spare ribs.  Typically you wouldn't think the word "mild" is

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June 24, 2014 In All recipes, Dairy, Got Nothing But Time, Meat, Noodle/Pasta/Rice

THREE CHEESE MAZEMEN

  MIGHT AS WELL CALL IT, A-MAZEMEN [ezcol_1half] SOMETHING truly unexpected happened this morning. Something that, as far as I can remember, has never before happened to this under-exercised but nonetheless, well-conditioned casing of white-meat.  In the wee hours of this morning as a standard procedure, I rolled over in a complex twist and tango with my blanket and pillows as how it's been professionally done in the past three decades, and in a turn of event, inexplicably

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May 2, 2014 In All recipes, Meat, Vegatables

THAI HERBS AND PORK SALAD

I'm determined to get a life during this Labour Day long weekend so let me quickly leave you with this.  Best.  Damn.  "Salad".  You'll.  Ever.  Have.  Period.  Period. HOW COULD IT BE?  OH WAIT, IT'S THE PORK. It's a recipe I developed for Food52's column "Half Way to Dinner", and initially I didn't write any measurements down because I wasn't sure how open you guys would be towards a "ground pork salad".  But it turned out, a few request for it came in and so I made it again the other night

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April 15, 2014 In All recipes, Bakery/Pastry, Meat, Seafood

MEXICAN CHORIZO + GARLIC SHRIMP BURGER

"BOYS WILL BE BOYS?" What happens when you practice general lawlessness between a 6-pounds white prince who has, for his entire 14-years of life, consistently mistaken himself as a Magnificent Pit Bull, and a 26-pounds mutt boy who, constantly subjected to his ambiguous status in the house, has quietly developed some sort of combative inferiority-complex? Sibling rivalries? Boys will be boys? I don't think so

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December 2, 2013 In All recipes, Meat, Vegatables

ANDY WRECKER GREEN CURRY MEATBALLS

Let's all be honest here. Yes. Including those of us who say we love to cook, and would ferociously defend the legitimacy of home-making Turkish kofta platter, Taiwanese gua bao, or even Italian duck prosciutto, once in a blue moon at least, let's not kid ourselves. In practicality, the song and dance of travelling to exotic and exhilarating corners of the world through a dialogue in our own kitchen is, most of the time, only romantic in theory. At the end of the day, if you are any lucky, the flaming urge for such adventures mostly gets put out by a take-out menu amidst a stack of its own kind, that quietly settles in a kitchen drawer with can-openers and plumber-contacts. Authentic, or not authentic. Good, or no good. Doesn't matter. That's what normal people do. I used to be normal. Yes. I used to be normal in the sense that I too, raised healthy curiosity for all things exotic and delicious, which perhaps could even develop into a moderate ambition to dissect and tackle in my own kitchen. Perfectly normal and harmless because ultimately, just like any other sanity-abiding citizens,

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September 24, 2013 In All recipes, Christmas Morning Series (overnight roast), Got Nothing But Time, Meat

X’MAS MORNING JERK-SPICED PORCHETTA

I recently took a class from Harvard called Science and Cooking.  I did it without ever taking an SAT exam or having an IQ above 140, all while wearing my slouchiest PJ and tucked in the comfort of my bed with a can of soda and a tub of gummy bears on the side, and burnt through 5 lectures straight in 1 week

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