Slice of Bonci’s

(简体)(繁體) I assumed that by the time this post is published, the world has crossed into the year 2013.  So happy new year, guys.  I hope that against all odds, fireworks were blocked enjoyed, champagnes were spilled popped, strangers fought kissed, and resolutions dismissed fulfilled.  But truth be told, I am never one to celebrate the fact that another year has eloped with my remaining inventories of collagen, and as far as a new "symbolic reform" goes, I never understand why I have to wait for December.  Who's got time for that?  The hope of a new beginning must start now if not last minute, so it could get killed before noon the next day.  Last night I said "ENOUGH!"  to my thighs and tonight I have lychee gummies on my night stand.  Efficiency. So last month last year as I sank my teeth into the most amazing amazing crust - so unique that I don't even want to call it what it is which is "pizza" because it doesn't deserve the stereotypes - when the timing was so perfect for anyone to say "my new year's resolution is to make this at home!", I said "non sense!".  This crust is too good

Creamy Duck Rillette

The other night during my thrill-less routine of midnight internet-surfing, I came across an article about the mysterious effect of mind has on physical wellness.  You know, happy people healthy life kind of thing.  (By the way Hello, my name is Mandy and I'm a hypochondriac.  Those who are just here thinking there'd be "better-than-Paris" duck, feel free to skip and scroll right to the bottom

Wontons for Him

(简体)(繁體) There are about a hundred activities that are on my list of things to AVOID at ALL COST in Beijing.  Taking a cab is one of them.  I'm from New York, the international training-hub for cab-EQ and I thought I graduated smoothly with only one slip that caught me off-guard somewhere on Christopher Street.  So to say that I have NO tolerance for supposedly my favorite transportation in the world, is saying a lot.  If you think New York cab's got attitude, how about multiplying that by 10 folds then add these to top the cake:  a) The car is built to be as safe as a tin can.  b) Driver tells you that it's his second day on the job so that he's completely CLUELESS on the directions OR how to keep you alive for that matter.  c) A thick stench of body odor permeating throughout and you realized only a short stub of screw is left where the window control used to be.  d) It's 104 degrees outside but the AC doesn't work (they never do) PLUS the window STILL doesn't open and YES of course

Red Velvet Ebelskivers

(Chinese versions coming soon) The logic goes that after a feeding-frenzy Malaysia binge-party, that my head and soul should be filled with just Malaysian recipes extravaganza.  And THAT IS CORRECT.  Believe me, it is.  But as sorting through and editing 1,018 pixtures while coordinating everything with the exact location on Google map has proven to be bit more time-consuming than I expected, I'm experiencing a little bit of bloggers-obsessive-anxiety-disorder as I realize that Bloggy has been starving without a new post for almost a week now (yes, I count). So I could either take a chill-pill, or feed Bloggy with something that's worthy of this 6-days void and obviously my B.O.A.D won.  I DO realize that publishing two ebelskivers recipes within such a close proximity of each other must violates a line or two in the Bloggers' code book, but believe me I literally COULDN'T WAIT to share this.  Mini red velvet cakes with cream cheese butter cream that will be ready within 20 min!  I almost want to THANK myself! I have every intention to keep this one short I DO.  And this time I mean it!!  Because I have a lot of other works to do.  AND this red velvet ebelskivers REALLY don't

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