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Supermarket Favourites ☆彡


Kent and Fraser Lemon Butter Shortbread cookies*. The first time I ate these was the night before I returned home for Christmas. Now their flavour reminds me very much of the chaos and ecstasy that came with pre-christmas shopping and packing.


Seed & Bean Lavender Extra Dark Chocolate*. Because every now and then I enjoy something bitter. And the lavender adds some well-needed complexity to it.


The Collective yogurt* – comes in flavours like Russian Fudge, Apple and Spice, White peach & Raspberry and others. I was really skeptical about how those things would taste like in yogurt, but it was surprisingly good. It’s a cup of  melt-in-your-mouth, creamy plain yogurt with a dollop of tasty flavour at the bottom. Fun to mix and lovely to eat.


Forest Feast dried mango*. Not exactly something I can’t find at home. But it’s chewy and fresh with that fine layer of powdered sugar on top and makes for an terribly addictive snack.


Greek Honey from Oliveology at Borough Market. I love a raw, rich, thick honey. So this is lovely. Plus, the store owners at Borough are always really friendly (:


Milk. Strawberry Milk, Banana Millk, quite Essential Waitrose Milk.


Fair trade bananas. This is a staple.

*Great taste award winners

Edit: I initially saved this post as a draft and am publishing it now more than a year later. I don’t know why I sound so much like a TV advert in this post, it’s making me feel really amused and slightly embarrassed. But it seems sacrilegious to edit it simply to save my own face, and also because I’m struck by the fact that there’s a degree of innocence here that I no longer have, I’m leaving the post as it is 😉


5 days in Lisbon


I spent recess week in Lisbon with some friends, gleefully soaking in the sunshine which I haven’t seen in so very long. It was really lovely, and we saw something new every day. Somehow the sun and the streets and the rooftops felt rather familiar, and the place felt a lot like home.

Day 1: Belém

Visited an old monastery and a tower by the water, with sunlight spilling into windows and illuminating the edges of white stone carvings.


Day 2: Alfama

Got lost in winding alleys that intertwine across hills that overlook the sea. A tram line runs through the city, with its overhead cables cutting the sky into fragments of light.


Day 3: Cascais

Took a train to a picture perfect beach. Took off our coats and dipped our feet in the icy water, enjoying the sun on our backs and cola gummies in our mouths.


Day 4: Sintra

A magical forest that felt rather like the sort of highlands you’d find in Malaysia – mild and misty.


Day 5: Shopping and Eating

Okay that’s a lie. We ate well every day. Actually, it seemed like the day’s schedules were built around visits to cafes and pastry shops. Portuguese pastries are lovely. They tend to contain custard, and have a pleasantly mild sweetness to them, which again reminded me of Asian desserts.



“Even while I’m lost, I go on a journey to find you” 

~ Kyoukai no Kanata

Back on the ice in London



I went skating again today. This time at the Tower of London. The rinks that pop up during Christmas in London are beautiful, albeit small. Though I skate like a monkey, I do like the feeling – the feeling of shaving ice under my feet, of gliding across the rink’s smooth central ellipse, and of twisting and slipping on a near frictionless surface.



I may not be a big fan of Christmas, but I can certainly love this. The motion of skating also really makes me want to be skiing again. To be up in the mountains, traversing down a bumpy slope, digging my ski tips into fresh powder, speeding down an empty run, feeling the cold on my cheeks as I ride up a lift to do it all over again. White memories.

Note to self: Go for a ski trip next Christmas. 



After a day of shopping, eating and skating, my friend and I settled at Fortnum & Mason at the station – High tea for dinner. We ate, surrounded by pastel coloured jars and tins of scrumptious things. The hands of a golden clock glided smoothly across its face above us, and the faint sound of piano music drifted in through the brick arch entrance, while commuters rushed about with their luggage outside.




For dinner: Cake. Victoria sponge probably is to the English what Strawberry Shortcake is to the Japanese – deliciously soft and sweet, sold everywhere from supermarkets to posh tea rooms, a classic component of afternoon tea, and always served with cream on top.

All in all, it was a lovely spontaneous day out with a dearly spontaneous friend. Never thought I’d say this, but I’ll kinda miss London when I go home.

Happy holidays everyone! Hope you’ve taken some time to do something you love and eat food that makes you happy too (;

Sunday by the river.


The view walking across the bridge to Southbank

To the Christmas market!

IMG_2750I ❤ anything doughy

IMG_2719Hot mulled cider

IMG_2727Stopped by the poetry library to rest

IMG_2760And ended the day at a book fair under the bridge.

zetsubouHalfway through the day my camera died from a lens error and now the only camera I have is my phone. The way it malfunctioned was as though it had a heart attack.


Ah well. Happily, last week we completed our first lab report and our first test. And on Sunday, my friend proposed visiting the Christmas market at Southbank. We ate a lot of good food including korean rice, crepes, chimney cake, Chinese style grilled fish and warm cider. And for once we were glad for the early setting sun, because without it we wouldn’t have been able to see all the lights, and so very pretty they were.

Have a good day everyone~ :3

A brief London food log

Because food is good 😉


Bought doughnut balls with some friends at school during induction week. Sweet treats always make my day complete.


IMG_2081The day before my birthday, my newly made friends from my course took me for frozen yogurt. Frozen yogurt was something I did on birthdays with my friends back in school in Singapore too, so it was real comforting (:


IMG_2168From Borough Market near London Bridge.I haven’t had honey with honeycomb in a long time, so that was a real treat. Ate it right out of the jar 😉 Also, I received a birthday brownie ^^



Really good food from the London Japan festival on my birthday with some newly made friends.

Green tea ice cream ❤ I had this at a Japanese restaurant called Defune, with my aunt who was here from Singapore on a business trip.



Japanese food is universally appreciated, but there’s something about your own cuisine that just hits the spot. And there is plenty of good Chinese food in London, if you know how to find it. All you need is good company to fill the space around the table. This was from a dinner with my Singaporean orientation group.



I love pancakes ❤ So it was delightful to have gigantic Dutch pancakes with my Singaporean course mates one Monday evening.


IMG_2326“I could never get the hang of Thursdays”, said Arthur Dent. Neither can I, when we have lessons from 9-5 with sporadic one hours breaks in between. But the good thing is that Thursday is farmer’s market day, which means paella and brownies for lunch, and impossibly sweet raspberries to take home for the weekend.


IMG_2426On a Saturday evening, an impromptu walk turned into impromptu grocery shopping and then an impromptu Korean dinner.



On a sunny Friday afternoon, a happy little group of us went to a bakery café after school. Most lovely scones I’ve ever had.



I go rock climbing about once a week, and this day we finished rather late. I was pretty tired, but cheered up when my Malaysian climbing partner suggested going out for Singaporean/Malaysian food. You don’t realise how much you miss food from home until you taste it. In our ecstasy, we both agreed it was the best moment of our lives.


IMG_2502Back to the same ramen bar twice in a day, because we had expiring coupons. It was well worth it though.



On a very blustery day, I went for crepes with a sweet familiar friend ❤



Yummy yummy bento at Eat Tokyo near my place.I finished the whole thing.

And yes, I eat a lot.

A Taste of Japan in The Heart of London

On my birthday, I went to the Japan festival in London, Matsuri 2013. My friends and I spent the afternoon savouring the Japanese food, watching cultural performances and lamenting that we were not actually living in Japan. Strange how a foreign land has managed to capture the hearts of so many people, and make us feel like we were meant to be there all our lives.fes















“Once, I wondered about the difficult question of how I should live as a tanuki.

And then, as I continued to live like that, doing nothing much at all, I realised that there was nothing else I needed to do

Except to live an interesting life.”

~Uchouten Kazoku


My day in (mostly microwaved) food.


*Disclaimer: While all effort has been put in to make the results as accurate as possible, the values shown on the pie chart are derived from a fallible memory and decidedly flawed statistical methods. Readers are advised to avoid treating it too seriously.


I can’t quite recall how many people said to me last week, “Enjoy the weather, it’s only going to get worse”. But it appears they were right. On Sunday, temperatures dropped.

The cold sneaks under my duvet and wakes me up much earlier than I would like. Each time it does I bundle up, snooze, and as a consequence of broken sleep wake up much later and more tired than what is ideal. Needless to say, I miss my catered breakfast pretty often.

No matter, since I have a stash of instant noodles for bad days. I actually managed to cook them in the rice cooker. Who knew it was possible?

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The only other cooking too I have is the microwave. On days when I’m sick of instant noodles, I buy ready-made meals from Tesco and heat them up. It’s never quite very appetizing. And I soon go back to noodles again.


Either biscuits or a quick meal at the school cafe (quick indeed, since it is usually microwaved) usually suffice.


After it got cold, I put off my plans for spending more time at the park and retreated indoors where I sit in bed wearing a fleecy leopard suit reading a book or watching TV shows online.

Good stories and good food go hand in hand for me, and hence I have been eating an alarming number of biscuits.

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The third pack in one week


Our hall food really isn’t half bad, but I drown my food in Tabasco because it’s the closest thing you can get to spicy here. But it still can’t quite give me that endorphin rush I get from fresh chili peppers in Singapore, which I so miss.


Often consists of super fruit and super-natural smoothies, and not-so-super-spicy Japanese spices.

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So that’s been my rather unhealthy student diet this week. To put at rest the minds of anyone who’s beginning to worry, I resolve to do my best to turn up for catered meals, and eat less microwaved food (it doesn’t taste that great anyway).*

*I realise this post sounds a tad bit whiny. I’ve actually had pretty good things to eat too, but I’ll save that for another post 😉