All posts tagged: recipe

Lookeast Magazine: Southern Thai Food

I love the spicy! So imagine my amazement when I visited Southern Thailand and found that some of their dishes matched my mother’s in spiciness. It made me think of home. However, the deep South of Thailand is sadly an area that many are too afraid to actually visit. Places like Pattani and Songkhla are plagued with political turmoil and factionalism, but that doesn’t mean you have to miss out on the experience of such a rich and exciting cuisine… For the full copy of the magazine, follow the link to the Lookeast’s website. Words and Photographs (on article) by Zipporah Gene ©Copyright 2012 Advertising & Media Consultants Co., Ltd. A Part of The Sehgal Group Advertisements

In case of an emergency… bite the bitter melon |Gin Jay in Bangkok’s East Side

I’m a walker. In search of my usual strange, I’ve been out and about, scouring the lengths and breadths, of breathless Bangkok. Back in good olde London town, I had been known to take the odd walk  or two, from my old haunt in Walthamstow – to central London. No kidding. I’d set out with the intention of taking a nice little stroll and before I knew it, the music of the city would lure me further and further away from my titchy little house in East London. The Liverpool street area, especially happens to be one of my favorite places. On the weekends it becomes this eerily. You have to see it for yourself to understand it’s magnetic pull. At the time, everybody thought I had lost it. I actually think I had. My final year at university was a really dark time for me. But what really kept me going was the walking. Walking helps me think. It helps me soften all that self-debasing pressure, that resides within me, that occasionally gets the courage …

Salad Series #3 | Hot and Spicy Thai Winged Bean Salad

I live to try new things. It’s a snobby habit I’ve often tried to kick in the morning, only to pick up again that very same afternoon. I was the teen that brought homemade sushi to college and then, as soon as it’d caught on and became a thing, I ditched it for tacos and flasks of soy milk chocolat chaud. I crave the new like a drug. (In my head) I’m the coolest kid on the block. I did say, “in my head right?” Because if you’ve ever met me, you’d know it couldn’t be further from the truth. The lyrics: “I am a weapon of massive consumption, it’s not my fault, it’s how I am programmed to function…” Really should be my theme tune. If my life was a comic script, these words would be scribbled, underneath grease and marinara stains, all over; the already battered pages of my twenty (odd) year old life. That’s why Bangkok is perfect for me. Everyday here, literally has me wading through a blizzard of new experiences. The more I …

…avec de Chocolade…. Part 2

I was thwarted once…  My first attempt at a ‘Flourless Gluten Free Chocolate Cake’ was a disaster. And how could I have been victorious, with a drawn out name like that? What can I say? I expected too much from this recipe. In hindsight, I admit that I had put too much pressure on myself. I just wanted to have some more material for my channel. Lesson learned. Here’s take two. Tada! Its floppy. Its a little beat up. All the best things in life are. But I bet you a whole £5 (that’s all I’ve got to spare for now, I’m afraid), that this is the bestest chocolatiest cake you will ever try in your life. Big words for a little bird, you say? Well sir….The top is crispy, the inside is moist. It melts all that gooey chocolately loveliness into your mouth. And if you put it in the fridge, it magically transforms into a brownie. The fun never ends. Sure it takes a little more effort than its floured counterpart, but I promise …

The Perks of Being a West African Wall Flower…. [Akara vs Acaraje]

I love watching travel shows. Soon after they’re done, I close my eyes, and imagine that I’m magically transported there. Right in the center of it all. To date, my two favorite travel show hosts, in this wonderful mix of TV and my zany imagination, are: the straight shooting Anthony Bourdain, and the irresistible Errol Barnett (what a smile). Its my adult version of make believe; but its something that has always gotten me through tough times. I have no complaints. Except for…. Whenever I read or hear people discuss “African cuisine”, they only mention Morocco. Why only Morocco? This happens often, and when it does, a weird feeling comes seeping out of me. I’ve been told I make a fart face, then, as soon as it appears, I suppress it. Its a hard feeling to describe, but its an unhealthy mixture of pity, shame, annoyance, and the sting of frustration. And there was again yesterday. I still feel a bit overwhelmed by it all. How can people out there still fail to understand that: Africa is a continent, not a country. …

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 …

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 …