In an effort to stop myself from performing a Nigella-esque night-time raid on my fridge (which at the moment is stocked with rice, tomato and bagoong, perfect comfort food triumvirate!), I have switched on my lappy and am tiptapping on my keyboard instead of preparing a bowl of rice and tomato salad with bagoong. Bagoong … Continue reading Nocturnal musings
I have been looking for a really good salt beef with pickle and mustard on rye and found it. If you're in London, find out where Bel Shapiro. She absolutely will NOT disappoint. My salt beef sandwich was bee-yoo-tee-ful and absolutely delicious.
I started writing this entry with the words "When I think of home..." and started laughing. Because in my head I started singing "...I think of a place where there's love overflowing..." If you don't know the song I'm singing, well, your musical education isn't as good as you think it is. Well, either that … Continue reading A Working Girl’s Mapo Tofu Don
When I was growing up, hotcakes, or pancakes, were a breakfast staple. For some reason, my mom would almost always cook them on a Saturday. It was pancakes out of a packet but I thought it was the bees' knees! How my mom could make so many pancakes from one egg and a smallish looking … Continue reading Wannabe Domestic Goddess Pancakes
Itlog na maalat (Filipino for salty egg) or itlog na pula (Filipino for red egg) is not something that I can get from my local Morrisons, Tesco or Sainsbury's. And I missed it terribly. I missed just being able to pop down to the market and buy a couple of eggs, one-fourth kilo of tomatoes … Continue reading Salted Duck Egg and Tomato Salad
True story: I was looking for eggplants in the market because eggplants are one of my favourite vegetables. I knew I could buy it anywhere so I thought I'd look. Eggplants in the UK are like eggplants in the US. They're big and fat. I think they're called Japanese eggplants in Philippine supermarkets. But, I … Continue reading Recipe: Sautéed Aubergines
I had written down this woeful entry about how tired I was, and how I wished I could just go to work tomorrow (as it is 8 minutes after midnight, I guess I should say later!) and just say, I'm going now, toodle pip! But I'm not a quitter. I may whine and cry about … Continue reading Choices, choices