A couple weeks ago I was invited to a Singaporean and Malaysian meet up for post Chinese New Year. The folks in charge had booked a private room in a Chinese restaurant in town. I had always passed by it on weekends and passed it off as a wanna be Chinese take away place with terrible food… Oh gosh was I so wrong.
- Prawns with spicy salt
- Roast duck
- Veges with chinese mushrooms
- Stewed pork with pickled vege
- Steak with Chef’s sauce
- Chicken with salted fish bean curd
Oh gosh. I ate about four bowls of rice and just stuffed my face silly. The food was authentic and *soooo* good. The chicken mice with salted fish and bean curd was quite possibly my favourite. I can’t cook it so I had to eat more of it :3
As good as the food was, the conversations and company was the thing that made the night.
Sometime this month marks my third year living in ‘Straya. I
had still find it hard to lose my Singlish accent. It can get really frustrating! At times I find myself buffering, just to formulate a concise and clear message. It’s getting better, but as soon I step foot in the company of Singaporeans the old tune sings again.
And goodness me — the tune so comforting and easy to sing.