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What Mama Says - Being stylish in the face of haze-versity.

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Mum's was very concerned about Mama during this time and went out to buy her a face mask. "....that's why I you need to wear the haze mask" I hear a concerned mum tell mama convincingly. "trixh, your mum bought me a mask for the haze, I want to show you. Go and get it for me, it's in her handbag" I dig around mums bag and find a large white folded mask. "This mask is huge, it looks so ugly!"  I say in disbelief. "Eh trixh! Don't let your mum hear that, you know, she will be very offended that you call it ugly"  mama says sarcastically. "This is supposed to be the best mask! The only one that effectively blocks out the haze!"  mum argues.  "She bought this mask for me and asks me why I don't want to wear it.  Bring it here I'll put it on and show you why," mama continues. OH MY GOODNESSSS!!! I burst out laughing. It was hilarious. My grandmother is a comedian. "trixh, your mum told your aunty that I

Party Un-etiquette.

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If a friend were to ask you, "I'm having my birthday party next Tuesday, will you be free to make it?" And you reply, "Oh, who's going?" Just slap yourself. 1. Party invites While the above is probably a really common question asked, many don't realize that it's also an incredibly rude one. Let's look at it this way, if you were to invite someone for a function, you would invite them because you want their company. You want them to be there to celebrate whatever milestone it is that you are going through. And by asking that, it almost seems that instead of being there for me , you need to weigh out whether or not the other people going will be cool enough for you to hang out with before you decide on going. Sure, nobody likes to be the only "unknown" at a party, but if you're an adult about it, you'd go to be there for your friend and you'd probably be able to make other friends there too. 2. RSVPs Everyone knows that it t

Mama tales.

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Happy Sunday err'body! I'm having a paper tomorrow and I really should be studying, but instead my brain's deciding that everything else is more important.  Like when I went downstairs just to get water, it decided I was hungry and I ended up making a cheese omelette instead. But well, priorities are priorities!  So instead of fighting it, I decided I could use a break. I've been studying since 8..... and working hard at making omelettes, I think I deserve it. I was going through my pictures and I miss mama, she's in Perth now, doing what Perth people do (retire). And I found this picture of her and started chuckling to myself. Mama is very concerned that she eats too much every time she comes to KL. But I'm pretty sure that's one of the main reasons she comes here, the food.  Where else is she going to get Char Kuey Tiow? So whenever I ask her "Ma, do you want *insert food name here*?" She'll shake her head at me and say she only wants to eat

What mother says - Snow White.

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"Mum...Whyyy is there a mandarin outside??" "Ooooooh"  *in descending tone, I'm sure you know what I mean* "You forgot you wanted to eat it is it? "Nooooo"  *in descending tone again* Here I'm thinking don't tell me she wants to be festive and decorate the wet kitchen outside as well,  this was during CNY. "So what is it for then?" She gave me this guilty, wide eyed shrug and then she said... "It's.......for....... .....the squirrel thatcomestoourhousesometimes" Oh boy. She's been leaving mandarins and other fruit outside our house so that a particular random squirrel will come to visit her. My mother thinks she's Snow White, it's true. - Later, we were talking about potentially moving and I said, "We can try moving nearby, to a condo"  "Yea but we have to see if they take pets because of the dogs. Some places don't allow pets  and we have 2 dogs and a cat.... .....and potentially a sq

How you know, you've known someone for too long

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When they send you a whatsapp to tell you about their weird dreams  and it's become such a norm that it doesn't faze you anymore.

Cooking Adventures | Chunky Salted Egg Chicken

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Salted egg chicken, how hard can it be?  That's how I convinced myself to make it hahah! Truth is, it's not.  To begin, and this is the hardest part, you need:  1. to know that you'll need to do deep frying 2. to realize that you'll need to wash your hair after  - even if you did wash it earlier today because you WILL smell like oil and chicken 3. be okay that there will be oil everywhere and be ready to scrub your counter and soak your pans 4. to get rid of the oil in a environmentally friendly way, there's this oil coagulator powder you can find in Daiso that turns hot oil solid so you can throw it away (not down the sink). Alternatively, to avoid 1-4, you can pan fry the chicken instead but it won't turn out as crispy la. For chicken batter, mix all to form paste: 2 tbsp cornflour 2 tbsp custard powder 1/4 cup flour 1/2 cup water To fry : 2 chicken breast, cut into cubes  I used the breasts, but I'd recommend the thigh, it's tender-er. 2 steamed salte

Cooking Adventures | Vinegar Pork a.k.a Chi Kiok Chu

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....or is it zhu jiao chu? As everyone knows, I don't speak an ounce of Mandarin. So buying pork trotters was a bit of a challenge. There I was in the pork section of TTDI market, where I approached the butcher hesitantly: "Hi, uhm... Can I get the trotter?" "HA? What?"  lady butcher replies. "The front trotter?"  "What is that ah?" This is where I started a mini game of charades with the butcher lady, waving both my hands in the air in a "trotting" movement "Ohh! the hand ah?" "Oh..yes, the hands. I want to make Vinegar Pork, I use this part right?" "WHAT??" Between this and watching a pigs leg slapped onto the board in front of me and butchered in to pieces, it was almost a cultural experience for me. Especially since no one in my house 1. goes to the wet market to buy pork and 2. even eats pork trotters. But not bad hey? Mum : What is this? "Vinegar pork" "Oh, why did you make this? Yo