SOUP

Major craving for soup these days .. I can’t decide which is the best:

1. FEIFEI WANTON MEE, the soup, after you are like done with the noodles. YUM, add some chilli and so so so delicious

2. SALLY duck, the old stall used to be at Seletar Market.. Now along YCK road.. THE soup together with salted veg and shredded duck! SO delicious

3. FAR EAST shopping centre, the Hainanese Chicken Rice. The salted veg soup. Nice too!

I want some soup, NOW!!!

The world we live in

Well alright, turn out.. My beef goulash wasn’t all that great.. The thing got burnt and there was this stong burnt smell.. ALAS, the great chef also fails now and then. HAHA.. I bet it’s the japanese pot, next time I will jus do it the conventional way…

Anyhow, I have been bugged of late.. Not affecting my life in anyway but just wanted to point out certain things here y’know on MY SPACE?

I must admit during my S@ days, I was alittle more selfish and self centered. I wanted to save my earnings and I didn’t realised the need to y’know like give my parents something.. Not that it is a NEED, but now that I am older, I feel that, we as Asians should keep certain gestures. Like showing that we are big and this is a token of appreciation from a child’s part.

It was not until about 3 years back? Before G and me got married that I made it a point to give something to my mom every month, so that she can buy herself a new top or buy something here and there. (my mom loves little collectibles, which I think is a clutter mess for the house!)

It was also during this time, that I suddenly realised that life is so fragile, the times when I drive pass an accident site, and see a black body bag. The number of newspaper articles I read about young people and young babies even, dying.. Makes me realised, that no one is an immortal.. And that time should be well spent, well rounded.. and although, I can’t save this world.. I can make an effort as to how I want my life to be.

At this juncture, I realised the word “EFFORT” is deemed differently by people.

Years ago, I promised myself I wouldn’t talk about my uneventful past relationship with a for a lack of a better word horrible guy. Well, long story short.. What I shared with him was used against me after we broke up.. Well, in short, he said that I was to be blamed for my brother’s “departure..” I promptly told him off and added in confidence that BLOOD IS ALWAYS THICKER THAN WATER.. And I was confident that in time to come we would be reunited as siblings as the brother and sister that we were since day 01 of my life.

However, today, at this present moment. I gather that is not such. The word “effort” comes to mind. If let’s say G and me quarrel, we would do our darnest to reconcile right? Even if my mom and me have some misunderstandings, I would like to clear the air before the day is over. Seriously.. During my S@ days, a chief steward mentioned to me, that he would like to make peace if  ever he has to fly and his wife and him have had a quarrel. I think I subscribe to that..

Who knows what would happen tomorrow?

Well, ’nuff said.. We are all getting older and for me, will be a parent to a child one day.. “do what u want others to do upon you..”

Just think about it.. Would you like your son to do that to you?

P/s To end, this is my personal opinion.. (DISCLAIMER)

Beef Goulash dinner

I cooked beef goulash!! Just had a taste, so so soooo delicious!!

Lemme just jot down the recipe here before I forget..

BEEF GOULASH

What you will need:

BEEF
Onions (1) big one

Garlic (small.. jus 2-3 cloves)

5 big Tomatoes

1 can of pure tomatoes

Olive oil

Paprika (from herb section)

Flour

Salt/pepper

Potatoes/carrots

First, chop up a big onion and 2 cloves of garlic.. Put aside

Place 5 big tomatoes with the back slit with a cross, for easier peeling later. And place into a pot. Pour hot boiling water onto the tomatoes and leave them for awhile

Start peeling the tomatoes and chop them into quarters to remove the seeds. Chop finely and leave aside.

Buy beef that has already been chopped into cubes I got mine from NTUC (about 10 bucks for 2 packets) Slice to smaller cubes..

Heat up a pan and add olive oil.. Add the beef into the pan and cook it till it’s 3/4 cooked.. put aside..

Next the Goulash..

Heat up the pan, and add olive oil.. Add the sliced up onions and garlic and stir for 3 mins..

Add one large tablespoon of paprika, one tablespoon of pure tomatoes, and one large tablespoon of flour..

stir

And add one and a half cup of water… add the tomatoes then the beef and simmer for 1 hour..

(i placed mine into a japanese hot pot.. which works like a slow cooker but saves energy)

After an hour add the potatoes and carrot. VIOLA!

Pictures later, I need to go out..

BBL ,

Mrs Chew

“Black Stallions”

“Black Stallion” is a term I came up with sometime ago to describe women in general who are shy and often “hiding” behind their other half.. boyfriend or husband. Why black stallion? Cos they’r graceful and.. Imagine a large field.. running free but often hiding behind another horse. Anyway, according to ahem, me. There are 2 types of black stallions.

The first one being the shy and genuinely innocent, and nice type. You can’t really fault them, cos they’r just really shy.

The second one is the type that irks me the most. Appear to look shy and all but in actual fact is a f* up conniving bitch. (Here we have both a horse and a female dog. LOL) Pissed off, cos they appear all shy and demure but also a sickening snake ( Now we have a horse, a female dog and a snake). Appear so frail and disgustingly in need of protection.

Well, seriously, lady. The only thing that needs protection in this world are endangered species.

Black stallions, especially the 2nd type annoys me. Show your true colours, dun pretend to be this when you are in actual fact a tyrant.

Oh get out of here. My life is too short to be associating with these type of human beings.

Happy birthday mommy

Happy birthday to my dear mommy..

SCREW YOU

screw u, u infillial asshole, who you calling a snake?

this is my personal space, and my personal point of view. i stand by what i said and have said.

u forgot entirely about how close we were when we were kids?

stop behaving like bloody victims. you hit me, you fought with me, u pushed me down. life goes on… u did not attend my wedding, neither did u acknowledge my husband.. u want to change the damn fact that we are siblings? i wished i could.. snake your fucking face.

thank my lucky stars i dun have to be embroiled into your stupid nonsense and lousy existance… my mother dun deserve this, u stupid cow. iq of a peanut.

i despise u.

p/s KARMA is REAL and it will happen… what goes around comes around..

pp/s dun read this space if u are not interested in my life or my family’s.. go live on your stupid island. good luck

Bangkok trip 9-12th July 2009

Highlight of our Bangkok trip was Friday night..oooHHH nothing x-rated..hahaa..

I SLAPPED G, yea u heard me right.. hahaa.. Was fighting someone in my dream and I did it in reality, that is, slap! And PIAK* I hit G!! My poor baby… After hitting, I immediately forgot the details of my dream..

He turned the other side after mumbling that it is dangerous sleeping with me.. hahahaa…

READ: other dream where I bit my own wrist (I guess cos G wasn’t around then, if he was, I would have probably bit him instead!)

Nothing else happening happened, same shit different weekend, beginning to be really bored of Chatuchak (JJ market)..

 

 

Mrs Chew

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I am not the most pious person around but I am thinking the Serenity Prayer is something that I should keep in mind before I lose my mind….

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

Please please please please please!

Wishing and hoping..

Time is of the essence…

but I dunno what the (*&*&%^%$ is wrong with me, us and our damn ass luck.. Need to blame a component?

Looking forward to G’s flight back in the morning but now it’s evening… He missed the flight…

Why do I feel like I am fighting for time here with him? EVERYONE is fighting with me.. I just want to spend some quality time with my baby…

Definitely NOT a good day in the life of me…

Screw you, life, luck, etc etc

The power of word of mouth..

One fine day, on Facebook, someone posted a link about a little 4 year old baby girl who is fighting for her life against a rare cancer.. I was so touched by her mom’s story that I really wanted to do something for her.

Days past and I read about Rafi Ali raising funds for her through a charity soccer match. I was touched. And this time really set out to donate some money.. Although it isn’t much, I do hope that with the combined effort of Singaporeans, it can move a mountain..

It has touched me so much that I hope that the power of word of mouth can help this little girl have a better fighting chance to deal with this cancer in the States..

Do visit this site, or this site

Mrs Chew