August 5, 2012 In All recipes, Poultry, Snacks

Salty Crispy Poppers

(简体)（繁體） Once upon a time in a land far far away, there lived a young girl. Everyday after school, she took the same road home, wearing her same brown shoes, humming the same little song.  One afternoon just like the day before, she passed by the usual food stall on the way, but felt unusually hungry.  She realized that she forgot to eat lunch because she was probably too busy chasing boys during lunch break.  Remembering what her mother had always warned her about the forbidden street snack, she reached for the changes in her pocket and hesitated.  An old, wrinkly lady behind a huge wok of boiling grease smiled at her and said, "Hi there, little one.  Would you like to have some Salty-crispy chicken?  Oh they are awfully delicious." The little girl pondered about all those stories her mother had told her.  Stories about little children who disobeyed their parents' warning and ate the forbidden street snacks.  Stories about the horrible things that happened to them afterwards

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May 26, 2012 In All recipes, Dairy, Snacks

The Perfect O

(简体)（繁體） My tormenting yet bittersweet affair with eggs has been nothing short of a Hollywood love story.  It began as mutual loath in early years, but turned into a passionate obsession overnight  in adulthood.  Then six month ago at the height of our oblivious happiness, we were torn apart and forbidden by authorities without warning or mercy

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May 20, 2012 In All recipes, Meat, Snacks

To Roll, or Not To Roll

(简体)（繁體） Like standing in the DMV queue and being asked (judged simultaneously too) if I wanted to be an organ donor.  Or whether to leave my BJ apartment on a PM2.5 hazardous day for groceries or starve with cheese crackers.  Or whether to spend the last scrap of my monthly budget on the air purifier we really do NEED versus the new iPhone I really do WANT.  Nobody said being an adult is easy. So years of life-defining choices as such have boiled down to this moment - I find myself standing in the kitchen in BJ (how the hell did I end up here

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May 12, 2012 In All recipes, Meat, Snacks

A Bite of Le Marais

It's impossible to shake, like it's wired into my every nerves, and rejecting whatever highly-caffeinated substance I have been shooting up my veins. It has made it its personal quest to destroy my complexion, and put my blog, my kitchen and my dear dear camera on life-threatening danger. Just know that I'm writing this while floating in a distorted, murky, brain-scrambling derangement. Thoughts are bouncing off the surface of my consciousness like dimming fireflies, twirling and giggling, so close but out of my grasp. "Wait, don't go. Why so shy?

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