All posts tagged: delicious

Make mine a … Thai Omelette

Ever since I started my youtube blog, I must admit that I’ve somewhat neglected my writing. I’m not any good at vlogging. Its a frustrating but nonetheless inspiring conclusion. Will I give up? Hecks no. How can I? I’m learning so much. There are tons of things, that I’m just learning how to control. Lighting, sound and even the simplest things like controlling the camera, have all left me stumped so far. But Boy is it fun. Its a world entirely on its own. I got back late yesterday night from visiting my German, in the South of Thailand. My fridge is empty and I’m feeling quite down. I need food. This is my go to ‘lazy day’ recipe (I am aware that it is a Monday). Its tasty, quick and is perfect when you’re down to the bare bones, both physically and emotionally. Thai Omelette Ingredients 2 tablespoons oil 1 onion, sliced 1½ teapoons light soy sauce 1½ teaspoons fish sauce 1 Bunch coriander 3 eggs 1 Spring Onion Lime wedge, to garnish Instructions Heat 1 tablespoon of …

Meat Bone Soup and other wild concoctions

My birthday was everything I could have wanted. Just me and the German lapping up the sun, sea and sand. Oh Singapore. If all goes right, next year, my blogs will be written somewhere from that glorious city-state. One reason (hopefully not my main one) is that Singaporeans know their soups. You’ve never had a good broth till you’ve tried one in Singapore. Singaporean cuisine has Chinese, Malay, Indian, Japanese and Western influences. It is a melting pot of cultures, and what a sweet sweet gumbo they’ve made. As soon as the warm wetness of Bak Kut Teh, or meat bone tea (if you translate it directly from the Chinese: 肉骨茶) hit my lips. I was hooked. So hooked that every night, we’d go a-searching for my next fix. Happy birthday to me and here’s to hoping that I will live a long and fulfilled life, full of more surprise tastes and more delicious smells, such as this. I’d like to share my taste of Singapore with you: Chicken Bak Kut Teh / Chik Kut Teh Ingredients 1 pack of Bah …

On…Pad Thai

I will be healthy. I will stay healthy. Not that I have ever lived slovenly. Its just very hard here to stick to any type of regimen. Bangkok is a food lovers paradise! And though legend has it that you can get sick of eating Thai food. There are countless others just waiting in the wings (yumm crispy chicken wings), ready to deliver marvelously wondrous pieces of heaven, directly to your mouth. I’m old school.  Eating out, on a regular basis, always makes me feel guilty. It was a treat; meant to be savored. An occasion to be counted down, something you spent time looking forward to. Here, its just run of the mill. I love cooking, but I’d be a fool if I didn’t go out (on a quest-like mission) and sample all the tasty food, this town has to offer. Firsts stop. I follow my friend Yok to Klong Toey to try: Quite Possibly Bangkok’s best Pad Thai This is it! And isn’t it marvelous. Its a little roadside restaurant with both eat in and out facilities. I’m not …

What the oeufs wrong with you?

Get it? That’s what three years of French gets you. Its October, a blistering 34 degrees and I’m getting a little home sick. October is not only my birthday month but when I get cracking on picking my winter coat, buying tights and all my usual thermal undergarb (mostly from Uniqlo). I’m not doing any of that and its just downright strange. “But you’re in a tropical paradise! Shut up”, says the constant contradictory voice in my head. “Nobody likes a moaner”. To get me out of my tiny funk, I’ve decided to dream up places I’d be visiting insead and imagine all the tasty dishes I’d be sampling. Numero Uno. Paris, France. I won’t bore you with the usual tripe of how its enchanting and romantic. That’s what they all say. To be honest my first memories of visiting France were as a child. You really have to be into romance to get all worked up about it. And I wasn’t. No sir, not icky boys. Except for if you count my bizarre crush on the dashing Tuxedo Mask …

Thinking is a terrible crime

I have that Saturday morning feeling. But not the good kind. Is there such a things as a good kind? For me it involves restlessly replaying thoughts in your head, to the point where you feel as if you’re going to wind up on the weekend news as a shocking case of spontaneous combustion. There only one thing for it… eat. “Let food be thy medicine…” I’m not the kind of person that ‘eats her feelings’ (that’s a lie), but I do believe that tastes have magical power. Just like a little electricity can alter brain signals, why not salsa? For me, it’s the sour and salty tastes, that can kick-start my batteries. It’s an Oriental take on the simple salsa. You actually have quite a bit of left over teriyaki, which is perfecte, because you can store it for later and use it with your chips. What’s that you say? Teriyaki and chips! Eugh? Well I say nicht. You sir, haven’t lived till you’ve had fish and chip with teriyaki sauce. Yumm. Move over vinegar. I like …