goat cheese and basil frittata


I’ve been craving for simple foods lately. In part because I’m still trying to battle my laziness to cook. As I’ve said in previous posts, I am currently in a take-out rut. Delicious cheap take-outs are omnipresent here in Singapore. It’s good in a way cause when you’re really busy, you know that good affordable food is less than a 3 minute walk away. But after weeks of basically eating out almost every night, I’m starting to worry about the health damage of eating dishes laden with MSG. It’s no secret that MSG is very widely used in Singapore. I can taste it in almost every take-out. I miss knowing exactly what is laid out on my plate.

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grilled corn with sriracha-cilantro butter


I woke up feeling blue yesterday. I had this really strange dream that included meeting a very unpleasant woman that apparently had something I desperately wanted. Anyway the dream ended in a cliff-hanger sort of fashion and I woke up feeling more than restless. And I sensed that this restlessness will stay to haunt me throughout the week. I refused however to let that feeling bully me. So I started to read Nate Silver’s “The Signal and The Noise” that I picked up recently. FYI, I’m a political science geek who spent the last five years immersed in research on political parties and Nate Silver sure looks hot to me.

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{ ffwd } (not) dieter’s tartine

DSC_26411As you can probably tell, I haven’t done much cooking around here. I just got back from travelling around two weeks ago and haven’t really cooked since. To be honest I haven’t cooked at all since my departure to Indonesia. That makes almost 2 months of absence in the kitchen (gasp!!)! Well okay, I fry eggs and toast my bread for breakfast. But we wouldn’t start calling that cooking would we? Let me just say that I’ve had my mind on something else other than cooking lately. But we’ve been eating out way more than I’d like to admit. Especially to the same old restaurant for several days in a row. And especially when the waiter starts throwing winks at you. I take that as a sign that something critical needs to be done, in my own kitchen. Gah! I miss cooking!

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