we've passed bukowski on previous forays to brixton but was always too full / not craving burgers and meat. this time, however, we went with the sole purpose of finally eating there. never mind that we didn't know the name. it was all muscle memory by then! went early and the staff were kind to let us sit at a four top because i'm a bit of a pansy and averse to 'food-smell'. the tables further in were basking in that BBQ aroma i didn't fancy smelling of when we left. poor ventilation aside, the menu was hearty (check out that tabacco onion!) and i really enjoyed the boozy milkshakes we had :)
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Thursday, March 20, 2014
lone daffodil
so i mentioned assagi in the london restaurant post, and this was how lunch looked on our most recent visit. i love how tranquil it is despite being in the heart of buzzing notting hill. to be fair, we'd only been once before but the amazing waiter remembered us (!!!) right down to where we sat and what we'd talked about. quite embarrassingly, we'd forgotten the mister had casually mentioned a work trip to abruzzo but he recalled that little tidbit and we were floored. way to go to make us feel welcomed and known :) also appreciated how he recommended a cheaper wine when we described what we were after and it was excellent. small things like that leave me feeling all warm and fuzzy, how nice not to be ripped off for a change. old habits die hard and i can get so suspicious sometimes, much to the mister's chargrin. it was a lovely afternoon and we ended up having a three hour lunch, soaking in the dappled light and eating our way through sicilly.
the menu's all in italian (plus points for authenticity) but the staff are quick to explain the menu and are flexible on portion sizes.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
our little and by no means exhaustive london restaurant guide
franco manco pizza at brixton market row
Japanese
Ikeda Mayfair
30 Brook St, Mayfair, London W1K 5DJ
020 7629 2730
30 Brook St, Mayfair, London W1K 5DJ
Small family-run restaurant
hidden away on a quiet street opposite the famous Claridge’s Hotel. Seasonal
menu with regular favourites. Good for authentic Japanese cuisine. Must order:
tempura prawn wrapped in cha soba (life-changing!!!), tonkatsu and yomenaki (?)
somen (special Japanese noodles). Unless absolutely craving, we don’t usually
order the sushi / sashimi.
Matsuri St James Mayfair
Japanese clients first brought the mister and spoilt him with the £160 omakase. There are also less extravagant
sets! An unusual mix of Japanese businessmen and American tour groups. We
particularly like the good value (£20) sushi / sashimi / tempura set lunches
and is our go-to for Sunday lunch.
Sake No Hana Mayfair
Contemporary Japanese,
feels like being inside a giant “ang klong” the bamboo musical instrument. Good
value pre-theatre / early dinner set for £30. Interesting cocktails,
well-dressed crowd. Same owner as Hakkasan.
Tsukiji Mayfair
Traditional Japanese restaurant. Not a big restaurant but open
concept and chic interior. If you’re after something simpler, Sakura just down the road is more
wallet-friendly.
Zuma Knightsbridge
Roka’s big sister. Tasting
menu is expensive but nice for special occasions. Similar contemporary / fusion
Japanese cuisine.
Sushi des Artistes Chelsea
The Sloane branch of the Marbella restaurant of the same name.
Kitsch art deco interior and dishes with twee names like ‘Forever Love’ or something
to that effect. Good value set lunch, not too busy and great attention to
detail and presentation. Would go by if in the area but might not make a
special trip if not already in Chelsea.
Nizuni Charlotte Street
“outlet” Japanese probably
isn’t fair but whatever new dish Roka is serving, Nizuni will produce something
similar in a matter of weeks at a lower price. Good value and always fast
service, important when jetlagged and wanting to turn in early. Consistent Japanese of good quality. Used to
have an early bird special where it was 30% off a la carte if ordered before
7pm. Check if it’s still ongoing.
Roka Charlotte Street
£55/£75 tasting menu. Goodfor groups, big portions. If there are 3 people, you could comfortably share 2
tasting menus. More fusion than traditional Japanese but done with a good
flair. We like Shochu (the bar downstairs)
with DJ for pre/post dinner drinks.
Closes late. We stayed till 1am the last time (not our fault, seated at 930 and ordered the tasting menu...) and the service got
understandably sloppy as the night wore on.
Sushi Tetsu Bloomsbury
7 seater sushi restaurant.
Have to be incredibly organised to get a booking (call exactly a month earlier
at 10am and keep ringing till you get through, if at all!) but worth the
effort. Proprietor is a one man show and makes sushi with the greatest pride.
Yashin High Street Kensington
Contemporary Japanese just off High Street Kensington, consistently
high standards. Sleek sushi counter and cosy (read: dim with minimal mobile
reception) lower ground dining area. On the pricier side but they’ve a good
value chirashi / bento sort of lunch for <£20. A la carte menu is
interesting, the motto is ‘without soy sauce, but
if you want to’.
The Shiori Bayswater
Fine Japanese omakase with a choice of seasonal and premium tasting
menus. Always a surprise and dainty portions of quality over quantity.
Well-spaced out so you do feel full by the end, but not overly so. My birthday dinner of choice two years running!
Eat Tokyo various locations
Cheep and cheerful Japanese in the city with great value set lunches. Don't expect to have your mind blown but for <£10 for an authentic gyu-don I'm not complaining. Popular with Japanese salarimen and student-types.
Eat Tokyo various locations
Cheep and cheerful Japanese in the city with great value set lunches. Don't expect to have your mind blown but for <£10 for an authentic gyu-don I'm not complaining. Popular with Japanese salarimen and student-types.
Casual Japanese noodle
options
Bone Daddies* Soho
Ramen in thick collagen-laden stock. Also try the ‘cock scratching’
(minds out of the gutter, it’s fried chicken bits…) and home-made soft-serve
ice cream. Awesome sesame soft serve, and the shiso was very interesting.
Seasonal and luck of the draw to see what they’ve whipped up that day. Standard
dropped recently. Was a regular for about two years but either my tastes have
changed or it’s not as good as it used to be. Visiting friends who tried were
also disappointed but that could’ve been my oversell.
Tonkatsu* Soho
Where we go for ramen when we can’t be bothered to queue at Bone
Daddies. I’m not a fan but the mister says it’s improved.
Koya* Soho
Udon! Cold udon in dipping sauce and seasonal specials. Koya Bar next door is similar but smaller menu and a tad more casual.
Chinese
Hakkasan Mayfair
Low lights and loud music at night but just low lights in the day,
unless seated upstairs during lunch time then it’s quite bright with a business
lunch vibe. Modern chinese cuisine with a good dimsum menu. Must try the
venison char siew soh.
The closest to a “cha teng” in London. Only ever been for dimsum and
surprisingly well-priced for the upmarket locale. About £20/person for dimsum
and that’s with the mister over-ordering as usual. No nonsense, fuss free, and a
little harried. Be prepared to wait up to 20min despite having a reservation.
Gold Mine* Bayswater
102 Queensway, London W2 3RR
020 7792 8331
Doesn’t take reservations so go before 7pm or after 9pm to avoid a
terrible queue. Traditional Cantonese cooking and most famous for plump and
juicy roast duck. Our standard order is deboned roast duck, sweet and sour
pork, fried rice with chicken and salted fish, sambal kang kong and specialty
steamed egg with dried scallops and prawn.
Royal China Bayswater
Famous for dimsum but we go for the lobster noodles. Baker Street is
the original branch but they don’t take reservations and we’ve once braved a
90min queue and swore never again. If you do go to Baker Street, however, try ordering off the menu. A connoisseur friend introduced us to the Thai-style tiger prawn with fried tang hoon and we've not looked back. Lobster noodle best ordered one lobster at a
time. Because ordering lobster noodle with two lobsters is inevitably less than
2 x one lobster noodle orders. Go figure!
Min Jiang High Street Kensington
Chinese restaurant with beautiful views of Kensington Park so best
to go during daylight. A little hit and miss re: dimsum, some dishes are better
than others. Must order the xiao long bao and the peking duck (pre-order). Also
the fish soup with salted vegetable is something I’ve not had at many places.
Hutong The Shard
A great way to see the city from the tallest building in Western
Europe compared to paying to ride the lift to the viewing platform. I’ve been
told on good authority that the men’s room is one of the best with its floor to
ceiling windows and unobstructed view of the city below. Breath-taking views
aside (hey, we’re from Singapore, we’re used to 60+ storey skyscraping hotels…)
the food and drinks are great. Have the soft shell crab (ask for less spicy if
you’re weaksauce like us) and it’s served in a whopping huge lantern-basket. An
inside tip from the charismatic owner was, “The
best view is from 9.30pm so don't go too early or if you have an early dinner
then stay around for desserts and cocktails in aqua shard on level 31 and watch
the night view suddenly materialize.”
Korean
Jubo* Shoreditch
Korean fried chicken washed down by Korean beer. Very casual! Young
and grungy, more than its fair share of hipsters. Avoid if you don’t like
crowds or loud music. If you're after authentic Korean food though, your best bet would be the small K-town in New Malden (suburb in South West London in Kingston upon Thames).
Indian
Benares Mayfair
In a moment of insanity, the mister ordered the £60 tandoori chicken. Hands
down the best tandoori ever (and we’ve had plenty of good tandoor to compare!)
but still unsure if it was really worth SGD120 for a bird. Good value set
dinner though and he's convinced it’s the best Old Fashioned he’s ever had.
Pity we didn’t get the bartender’s name.
Italian
Assagi Notting Hill
1st floor, 39 Chepstow Place
London
W2 4TS
020 7792 5501
1st floor, 39 Chepstow Place
London
W2 4TS
020 7792 5501
Our little Italian secret. Beautiful on a sunny afternoon with
floods of soft, natural light. The waiters are charming and knowledgeable. To
borrow John Lewis’ line, we’ve never been knowingly oversold at Assagi. The
waiter would recommend a cheaper bottle of wine if he felt it was better.
Hearty, seasonal Italian with the freshest ingredients. Can’t recommend this
enough and it’s easily our favourite Italian in London.
Lucio’s Chelsea
Authentic owner-run Italian with fresh seasonal produce. I like how
it’s not salty, in contrast to how many restaurants in London are heavy-handed
with the salt. Good value lunch £20 for 1 or 2 courses, £25 for 3 courses.
Zafferano Knightsbridge
Near Harrods, well-heeled crowd. Often meet familiar faces from Singapore
there. Again, good quality, hearty Italian. Less expensive than one would
anticipate for the area. £45 for a 3 course dinner and similarly competitively
priced (£30?) for a 2-3 course lunch.
Bocca di Lupo Mayfair
Hazarded the pop up in the park last summer and was impressed by the no-choice 3 course dinner. Given the limitations of the make-shift kitchen, it was beautifully set up in a big white tent with fairy lights. The main restaurant is throbbing with energy and we can't resist the dairy-free dark chocolate sorbet from Gelupo, their shop across the street.
French
La Petit Maison Mayfair
Classic French. Order the chicken the day before if you’re well
organised.
Gastropub
Harwood Arms Fulham
Casual, perfect for a low key meal. Shabby chic interior with a
country house feel. Excellent dishes, each very well executed using the
freshest ingredients and deftest of touches. Was pleasantly surprised by just
how good it was. It’s in a residential neighbourhood though and almost impossible
to get parking at lunch time.
Modern British
Medlar Chelsea
Our go-to when we’ve friends in town. Consistently high qualitycuisine and impeccable service. Very fairly priced (£25 for 3 course set lunch)
and excellent value for money. A bit hard to get to from city centre (tube to
Sloane Square then bus because it’s a 20-30min walk otherwise!) but one could
do worse than walking off lunch along King’s Road. Order the crab raviolo to
start and underblade fillet for the main. The tarte tatin (for two) is amazing.
Ledbury Notting Hill
Lunch tasting menu (£100 without wine) if you don’t feel like a
long-drawn 5h dinner. Alternatively, can always have dinner a la carte but feel
the ambience is better enjoyed in daylight. Our dear friends gifted us a meal there as a wedding present and we're so grateful for their generosity!
Modern British cuisine with delightful extras (amuse bouche,
pre-dessert, petit fours) even if you only order the 3 course set lunch. Seasonal
menu and always well executed. At <£30 for a 3 course set lunch, it’s great
value.
Kitchen Table Charlotte Street
Behind a heavy curtain at Bubble Dogs. 11 course tasting menu, 2
sittings. Open kitchen concept and the seats are literally around the chef’s
kitchen. Great for foodies to watch the artful display and all the work that
goes behind beautiful plating. In-laws were a bit cheeky and wanted to get a
hotdog on the way out. James, the chef owner, was mock horrified.
Dinner by Heston Knightsbridge
For those who want a taste of Heston magic without having to make
the trek to Fat Duck in Bray. Mandarin Oriental is a beautiful hotel and in the
day, the restaurant looks into Hyde Park. Order the Meat Fruit (liver parfait),
Snails Porridge and Tipsy Cake for dessert. The liquid nitrogen ice cream
(churned at your table in 5minutes) is a visual and gastronomic treat.
Bar Boulud Knightsbridge
Good steak and drinks. French food is a laid back lounge-y setting.
When we last went, my father was checked for taking photos inside. Beware
strict staff and no photos policy. Another good value set lunch.
Koffman’s Knightsbridge
Good value set lunch inside effortlessly chic Berkely Hotel.
Sketch Lecture Room Mayfair
Quirky and fun, Sketch is more well-known for its unique egg-shaped
toilet cubicals. The dining room serves modern cuisine and the food was done
very well. There’s a trippy bar downstairs, and a nice-looking tea salon.
Usually a hit with friends visiting London.
40 Maltby Street* Southark
Modern British tapas-style. Interesting selection of wines and
knowledgeable sommelier. Good for light meals at the bar or small groups. Go
early (1130 on a Saturday) to beat the crowd.
The Clove Club Shoreditch
Formerly the Shoreditch Town Hall, there’s a £55 no-choice tasting
menu with seasonal produce. When we went in February, there was pine seasoned
deep fried buttermilk (?) chicken bites and uni among other delectables. They
also cure their own meats on site (you’ll see the joints hung out to cure by
the front room) and the cold cuts had a subtle and distinct quality about them.
Casual
Patty & Bun* Mayfair
One of the best burgers in London but feel standard has dropped in
the last few months. Used to have best chicken wings too but when we last went,
they were disappointing. The Jose burger is a must-try though! Doesn’t take
reservations so be prepared to wait in line, or order and take away to eat in
nearby Hyde Park. It’s opposite Selfridges so a good break from shopping / can
shop while having the member of your party who drew the short straw queue for
you.
Bubbledogs* Charlotte Street
No reservations so go off-peak or be prepared to queue. Simply put,
they serve hotdogs with champagne. Good selection of bubbles across a wide
price range. Tasty hotdogs and a novel idea to pair with champagnes.
Dirty Burger Vauxhall
The mister's all-time favourite burger in London. Pokey, smokey grill under the railway tracks with the shortest of menus i.e. burger with / without cheese, fries and milkshake but when you only serve one dish, it's almost guaranteed to be amazing. Onion rings are freshly cut and battered, and all patties handmade on site and cooked with tender loving care. Thick milkshakes if you feel your arteries aren't sufficiently clogged after the burger. Good stuff. Hard to find but worth the search.
Casual and serves lobster amongst other things
Duck & Waffle Liverpool Street
Abysmal service. Have a been a few times and it’s always frustrating
trying to get attention / orders in /
drinks topped up etc. But it’s got cracking views of the city and great forvisitors, a wallet-friendly alternative to Hutong and the views from the Shard.
Order crispy pigs ears (shredded and served in a brown paper bag with wax
seal!) and eponymous duck & waffle. Open 24/7 but runs a reduced menu at
night. Always crowded so book or go off-peak. Last Christmas Eve, we went by at
2am after prepping our Christmas goose. Snazzy bar and good drinks too!
Dirty Burger Vauxhall
The mister's all-time favourite burger in London. Pokey, smokey grill under the railway tracks with the shortest of menus i.e. burger with / without cheese, fries and milkshake but when you only serve one dish, it's almost guaranteed to be amazing. Onion rings are freshly cut and battered, and all patties handmade on site and cooked with tender loving care. Thick milkshakes if you feel your arteries aren't sufficiently clogged after the burger. Good stuff. Hard to find but worth the search.
Casual and serves lobster amongst other things
Burger & Lobster* Mayfair / Shoreditch / Soho
£20 for grilled lobster, salad and fries. Also £20 for a burger,
salad and fries. Or a lobster brioche roll. No brainer to order the grilled
lobster. But the lobster brioche is also very good and great for sharing if
you’re feeling extra hungry. Drinks are expensive (£10 for a weak cocktail!)
and poor value.
Steam & Rye Shoreditch
Formerly Bank of New York building and it’s maintained the huge
columns and USA paraphernalia. Dancing girls on Friday night and drinks for
groups served in huge shark / dinosaur / crocodile heads (see no. 7 in link) complete with
sparklers and musical extravaganza. Imagine the house music changing to Star
Wars / Indiana Jones theme as the waitstaff don costumes and present the drinks
with attention-grabbing fanfare. Overflowing with banker / baller /
pseudo-baller types.
5cc Shoreditch
New bar under pub. Most people were there for drinks but we enjoyed
the food (£25 for lobster with salad and fries) too. Dark and a little dingy
but that seems to be fashionable now.
Big Easy Chelsea
£20 for grilled lobster, salad, fries and a frozen margarita. Live
music, themed nights (different dishes go on special offer depending on the day
so call ahead to check!) and a relaxed vibe like you’d expect in an American
diner.
Brunch
Grainger & Co.* Notting Hill
Popular Aussie café that has a long queue after 930am. Our go-to for
when we’ve houseguests / friends from Singapore landing at 0555h. The ricotta pancakes
and corn patties are consistently yummy. And they make one of the best flat
whites in London.
Laduree Harrods* Knightsbridge
French patisserie that does a delightful brunch menu. All pastel
teacups and crockery. Order the French toast! Breakfast set is not good value
(we’ve done the math, you don’t really save and probably designed to trap
indecisive tourists) so better to go a la carte.
Same as above and said to do a decent brunch with champagne for an
additional £25.
The Modern Pantry Clerkenwell
Fusion cooking with an Asian twist. The waffles with laksa leaves
was good!
The Proud Archivist Hackney
Great space with natural light and artwork. I appreciated how the
guests with children were banished to a separate wing so as to spare the rest
of us mayhem. It’s a chilled sort of place and the fabulous (male) host was
wearing a skirt. We’re cool with that and think it’s great that people are
comfortable enough to be themselves and express themselves however they want.
BUT. Not somewhere I’d bring my parents/ more conservative guests. Standard
brunch fare, like it for the ambience and vibe more than the actual food
quality. Regent’s Canal is a lovely area and a nice walk after.
Berner’s Tavern Oxford Street
Crazy high ceilings with framed paintings all over the walls. Feels
like you’ve wandered into a museum / country house drawing room. Good brunch
selection and conveniently located off Oxford Street.
Markets
Many Borough Market vendors have since de-camped to Maltby Street.
Go early (before noon) to score some legendary St John’s cream donuts then grab
a coffee from the push cart and head straight to Monty’s pastrami queue. The
Lasco shop is a treasure trove of vintage finds if that’s your thing. If not there’s
a wine merchant by the entrance selling good growths from lesser-known
producers.
Chef’s gallette by the engaging Frenchman, freshly pulled beer in
from the wine shop, pho and Vietnamese iced coffee and then walk along the
river and hop into a riverboat café for coffee and cake, or something stronger
like a mojito from the riverboat bars.
Recently gentrified, Brixton is no longer grungy and gang-controlled,
although Brixton Village is probably the only place overrun by the recent
hipster influx. There’s a good selection of eateries and mostly no reservations
so where we frequent depends on how hungry we are vs queue length. Aunthentic
Thai restaurant that we like by the entrance, but if that’s full we might have Honest Burger or Okan (Japanese street food of fried rice wrapped in omelette) that
takes it name from ‘economy’ further in. Almost always stop at Federation Coffee which the mister enjoys but
I find the coffee too tart and end up with a hot / cold chocolate. A little way
away at Market Row, there’s the famous Franco
Manco pizza (wood-fired and as close to Naples as we’ve gotten from London)
and Bukowski for burgers, ribs and
boozy milkshakes.
Supperclub
The London Foodie’s supper club Angel
Islington luizhara@hotmail.com
Luiz is a former investment banker turned Cordon Bleu trained chef
who runs a French and a Japanese supperclub from his gorgeous home in
Islington. It’s a communal dining table but most dishes are individually plated
and it’s always a bit of a lucky dip who you’re seated with. If you’re feeling
antisocial, we’ve found it’s best to double date to avoid the awkward small
talk. But the one time we went just us, we found ourselves next to hair stylist
extraordinaire to whom we’ve since sworn hair loyalty to (Tom Tsang of Smith
Salon on Poland Street). Get onto Luiz’ mailing list to snap up supperclub
spaces once they become available. £45 for a 7 course Japanese feast. Great quality and always a good night, especially with BYOB :) And if you’re on the market for a haircut, we highly recommend Tom.
For ease of booking, most restaurants can be booked on Bookatable or
Toptable, which often run special offers. It’s probably a gimmick but you can
accumulate points by turning up at reservations and these points can be
redeemed as vouchers.
*does not accept reservations
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Saturday, March 15, 2014
the wonders of fb
so earlier this year i went into a little anti-fb rant. while i'm still wary and more selective about posts, i can't deny that fb has its fabulous moments too.
the first place we stayed in london was a converted bus depot, which may or not have been approved for human habitation. it was doubtlessly functional, as any bus depot space divided into two storeys and a couple of "rooms" would be, and an instant base for us to find our feet from. but it wasn't home and we're glad to have moved into a one bedder since. spent most of summer 2012 furnishing the space and as with most shoebox apartments, we had to be space efficient. we've always wanted a comfortable sofa that would engulf you as you flop onto it. the sofa we got wasn't. instead, it was inexpensive, practical and multi-tasking.
yet what you pay is what you get. much as the mister and i go for good value, sometimes you've just gotta bite the bullet and dig deep into the pocket. we've been on the look out for our perfect sofa for the longest time and after a near miss last summer, the mister struck sofa jackpot last week. it's times like this i'm especially grateful for a husband who enjoys furniture shopping and negotiates a 77% discount (originally 60% off but he somehow charmed a further 17% out!) for a defect-free UK-made piece. other times i lament how it's me on the receiving end of his persuasive power, like when i find myself hiking and kayaking against my will. it's quite unreal, really, how we ended up getting our grown up / grow old with me sofa. which brings us back to the small flat. timing was of the essence and at a pinch, we could probably fit the new sofa and not have much floor space left.
in true tag team fashion, the mister sorted out delivery and i set about arranging collection for our starter sofa before said delivery. it's only 18 months old and in good condition so the obvious thing to do was to donate it to a charity shop that offered free collection. but it was such a faff trying to get the british*heart foundation to pick it up. i called the hotline that wasn't a hotline but the swansea (?) outlet then got directed to wandsworth which was no help and diverted me to ealing. after half an hour there was still no direction! got fed up and thought i'd chance fb. within minutes, a london-based friend got in touch, said she'd rent a zipvan and collect it in the morning. snooze you lose, bhf! thrilled that L took the sofa off our hands with no fuss. the sweetheart even gave us chocolates when i should be thanking her for sparing me the charity shop collection nightmare! all it took was one fb post and good timing :) yay for economy and resourceful friends!
Thursday, March 13, 2014
a spanner in the plans
so i was having one of those stretches where i thought i knew what i wanted to do (HAHA) and life was trundling along at a nice pace. there i was - relatively confident that i was in medicine to do XYZ. and then we start women's health / obs&gynae this week and OHMYMAMA i realise that i actually really really enjoy the work. more so than i've been interested in anything else. i like working with / supporting women. i mean, i'm such a feminist. all about female empowerment and loving your fellow (wo)man in an entirely non-sapphic kind of way. and once you get over how it's all the business end of lady parts, it's really quite fascinating.
you've got to understand that what put me off medicine the very first time (after A levels) was O&G. i had a sub-optimal internship experience, met doctors who regretted doing medicine and saw three women doctors break down on the wards. one harried MO only saw her 6 month old son on weekends (he lived with her parents), another called her child 'it' and the third, a neonatologist on call, was in tears at the thought of caring for everyone's child except her own. i was an impressionable teenager, saw this, figured it didn't square with my life plans to eventually have house, spouse and children, and ran straight to law where i figured i could be a taitai (lady of leisure) after. unfortunately (or fortunately for the mister!), i like to work. and taitaidom is fast losing its lustre. being runner-up for "most likely to be a taitai" at both secondary school and lawsch (true story!) was ironically prescient. so close!
now i really don't want to bore / disgust you with what went on in the delivery suite today but i thoroughly enjoyed schlepping around in blue scrubs and being with the midwives and mamas-to-be. the specialty trainees were awesome too! patient and nurturing, they took time to teach me and i got to scrub in to be an extra pair of hands during a c-section! there's a great energy to the place and i love being fueled by caffeine and adrenaline. reminds me of when i was a trainee lawyer! junkie-tendencies aside, i just had this massive epiphany that almost scares me because it's been awhile since i last felt so strongly about something. not since i applied to medsch, to be honest (oh ya, and getting married. sorry husband!) but this is proving to be a rather life-altering rotation. and of course O&G is the first thing i used to say i didn't want to do whenever i'm asked what i want to specialise in. because choosing your interest by the process of elimination works so well, not.
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Tuesday, March 11, 2014
how to deal
it's not often i swing by this tumblr but occasionally things jump out at me. one of the funny things about taking the path less traveled is the tons of naysayers along the way. the singaporean auntie is one of them. i'm fortunate to have relatively thick skin when it comes to these things, but my poor mister often has (well-meaning?) aunties berating him for 'letting' me go back to school. and after they're done tsktsk-ing me, they turn their talons on him. it wouldn't be fair to generalise and say everyone who tells us we're crazy settled themselves. but it is irksome to feel like we need to repeatedly justify our life choices and that's why i rather say i'm a housewife (most recently on the plane and it worked! instant conversation killer :)) than go over the tired spiel.
and of course there's always the kind soul who's encouraging and tells us we're doing something awesome. we've met quite a few people like that lately and it's always nice to have someone say, "i know it's hard but it's gonna be so worth it!" in fact, we'd the absolute privilege of lunching with one of my heroes last week. he's one of the best neurosurgeons on the planet yet remains humble and unassuming. he's eschewed the siren call of private practice to operate on people who need him but can't afford him otherwise.
and of course there's always the kind soul who's encouraging and tells us we're doing something awesome. we've met quite a few people like that lately and it's always nice to have someone say, "i know it's hard but it's gonna be so worth it!" in fact, we'd the absolute privilege of lunching with one of my heroes last week. he's one of the best neurosurgeons on the planet yet remains humble and unassuming. he's eschewed the siren call of private practice to operate on people who need him but can't afford him otherwise.
Sunday, March 9, 2014
probably the only crazy
who brings home a suitcase of bones for her dog.
we roasted a huge leg of lamb from the butcher's recently, and guess which indulged rottie enjoyed the spoils of my culinary effort? it was so big i'd to break it into segments to fit the suitcase. thank goodness i'd the sense to check-in, if not there might have been some awkward questions to answer when clearing security.
but the look on that happy face was worth the potential customs hassle. my emotionally manipulative sweetheart really puts me through the wringer each time i go home. he has the cheek to ignore me the first day, giving me a taste of my own medicine for his perceived abandonment. i mean, he practically makes me grovel before showing any affection! even the mister was laughing as dear doggy studiously ignored me despite my cooing and using the special voice reserved for him :(
Friday, March 7, 2014
haute / hawker
one
of the things i admire most in the mister is his incredible ability to
enjoy life at all levels. he's as content slurping our hawker centre
breakfast as he is cruising the south china sea. and to me that's the
beauty of singapore - there's something to be appreciated at every
budget. we've little interest in the pseudo-atas cafes that are
mushrooming around the island. as with most things, some are better than
others and not to be hating but i don't understand why people complain
about a 10cent increase in cheong fan price but the same people
spend S$20 on two poached eggs and juice at a 'western' cafe. we're big
fans of hawker centres and during our brief visits home, we'll pick beo
crescent hokkien mee over les*amis any day (please don't let that stop you from inviting us to les*amis, we'll be there in a heartbeat!) but the fascination with fancy western (again) food is lost on us.
and
so it was that on my first morning back in singers, i sprung awake at
4am and couldn't get back to sleep. usually better with jetlag but my
mind was in overdrive with our wedding emcee duties. and the mister,
bless him, not only let me wake him up (chatter chatter chatter) but
took me to commonwealth market for a local breakfast fix (above). after
two satisfying plates of cheong fun and a bowl of chok, we moseyed over to the next coffee shop for some prata and char siew
noodles. we got choice seats facing the car park and marveled how only
in singers would you have chinese, indian and malay sitting in a row,
speaking english and reading the new paper. the way the various stalls
were grouped together was familiar and comforting. the prata man
next to the noodle aunty and the malay man running the drink stalll.
we road tripped to muar a few years ago and there was no such integration / assimilation. the chinese patrons and hawkers had one hawker centre, the malays had another and ne'er the twain shall meet. singers boleh and we'd such a lovely morning people watching from our seats as the sun rose and kids started going to school.
we road tripped to muar a few years ago and there was no such integration / assimilation. the chinese patrons and hawkers had one hawker centre, the malays had another and ne'er the twain shall meet. singers boleh and we'd such a lovely morning people watching from our seats as the sun rose and kids started going to school.
oh
and after the wedding we went boating. it also reminded me of a post from a few years ago. so much and nothing has changed :)
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
no pressure
so we did something for the first
time recently! the mister is an accomplished public speaker. from being a
teenage debate champion (best speaker at national finals!) to
representing singapore internationally for moots (incl winning best
speaker in europe while on exchange) to being arrowed to emcee multiple school events and friends' weddings. he's practically professional.
on the other hand, i think i've emceed one racial harmony concert back
in the day (in mandarin no less) and the last time i spoke 'in public'
was to deliver my grandfather's eulogy four years ago. mind you, the
mister gave all the speeches at our three wedding celebrations and i was
happy to stand and smile serenely by his side.
however,
when our dear friends tied the knot, they asked us to emcee their
wedding. despite my protestations at being the charity case, certain it
was only the mister they wanted but were being nice include me, they insisted, bless them, that they wanted us
to do the honours. this sent me into a little panic and procrastinated
till my flight home before putting pen to paper. this is probably me
being overdramatic as, really, the emcee is merely the traffic warden,
signposting the wedding and cue-ing in the speakers. but what warmed the
cockles of my heart was how the mister used his free day before i got
back to discuss the technical cues with the groom-to-be. and (undiscussed!)
wrote half the emcee script, complete with timings and prompts, while
unbeknownst to him, i filled in little anecdotes to introduce the
speeches. when we sat down to run through our draft, we realised the two
halves complemented each other and promptly went to the welcome party
instead of revising it. the welcome party was a glamorous all white
affair and because we were trying to maximise our short time home, we
snuck out of that to join the mister's folks for a second dinner.
(photo lifted from the multi-talented weylin's fb page. she's a dear friend who did D&N's flowers and my wedding bouquet* in iceland!)
(photo lifted from the multi-talented weylin's fb page. she's a dear friend who did D&N's flowers and my wedding bouquet* in iceland!)
the wedding rolled round and i mean there were just 300+ people so really, no pressure :P what was sweet was how it was at the same place we'd our wedding lunch celebration
18 months ago and brought back many fond memories. although again we
joked that the last time i was on that stage, i didn't have to say
anything! it was a gorgeous, simple ceremony. heart-felt and brimming
with love and joy. D & N are very special to us. i'm not normally
emotional but remember welling up in the middle of the used car showroom
last easter when they called to say D had popped the question in bali.
and they're the only couple that's stayed with us in our tiny flat,
squeezing on our tiny sofa (it's not even a sofa bed!) and saying it
was comfortable when we know it wasn't. and we couldn't be happier to
see them exchange vows.
i
don't think we were too terrible at emcee-ing but i was super nervous
and kept gripping the mister's hand while speaking. didn't realise the
podium stopped at chest level and am sure everyone saw my shaking legs
as i clung on to the mister for dear life. and if i could change one thing - i'd have gobbled down my delicious main instead of risking having it cleared while we were on stage :( but we live and learn, and
now that's over and done with, i'm glad they trusted us with the honour
and would do it again (ONLY FOR THEM!) in a heartbeat :)
(and here's my darling husband trying to reassure me that emcee-ing is just like being a traffic warden. unconvinced!)
*clickety click for a side of angrybird
*clickety click for a side of angrybird
Monday, March 3, 2014
steamboat
gosh the problem with traveling over chinese new year is that we end up stalling this amazing steamboat party (thanks, A!) till one week into the new year. and then i forget to post about it in time, and uh new year's come and gone and we're already in march?! i love steamboat and could have it any time and all the time. any excuse, really! and mother is the necessity of invention because our very resourceful A re-purposed rice cookers in place of a 'proper' steamboat pot. genius! and worked just as well. in fact, it worked so well that one very cheeky dr. koo smuggled his rice cooker back full of curry soup and floaters. A really went to town and we were so grateful for the lengths he went to to ensure it was a steamboat to remember. the freshest seafood, authentic ingredients and freshly fried nian gou at the end. along with lovingly brewed home-made ginger soup for the tang yuan (delicious zing!) we brought bubbles and were in stitches at D's crazy tales of being an SQ steward. hilarious! nothing i can repeat on a public forum but you know how we love a good story and do ask when we next meet. it was such an eye opener and i'll think twice before asking for green tea on my next flight ;)
Saturday, March 1, 2014
another year
it was my birthday recently and while my attitude towards birthdays is similar to that of weddings i.e. anti-spectacle, i couldn't help but reflect on the year past. in a happy place and not wanting / needing anything material. in fact, the last material thing i really really wanted my parents were kind enough to gift me as a graduation present. ironically, i gave tuition to pay for my lawsch tuition and having paid for it in full (not such a hero, i lived at home the whole time sans exchange in stockholm) then got 1/3 'back' in said present. thank you, parents! and the other thing i kinda thought would be nice but never really articulated as a want (hey, i was going to wait till graduation round 2 before broaching the subject!) the mister pre-emptively gave me for our first wedding anniversary. which was a total game changer and i've since declared myself completely never ever wanting anything anymore. big words first uttered after i first graduated, and it's been a couple of years and i genuinely haven't strayed. in fact, a friend read me just right upon seeing the mister's present and observed with mock horror, "oh you poor girl. all of 20+ years and nothing left to aspire towards. what're you going to do???" so gifting aside, i thought about the intangibles that i wanted for this year.
thrilled to be in better physical shape than when i was 12. was at my parents' and unearthed a pair of cargo trousers that were my post-PSLE present to myself. the whole time i was primary six, i was longing for cargoes, which tells you every thing you need to know about my sartorial sense then (and now). shimmied into them out of curiosity and was pleasantly surprised to find that they fit. uh, hello body, weren't you supposed to have gone through puberty a couple of years ago??! while i'm loathe to look at numbers on a scale (SO UNHEALTHY!) and mental health has taught me much about eating disorders and the twisted mind, clothes that fit, or not, are a good gauge. like last week i re-purposed my wedding dress for an early birthday dinner with the mister amidst taunts of how i looked like a runaway bride (thanks...) and was ecstatic / horrified to find it loose.
have long felt the whole weight / body image issue was about health. as long as you're within a healthy BMI, great. and i've always been. given how often i finish the mister's food for him, i do think i could afford to eat less, but i've tons of guilt re: wasting food (and yet i say i don't have an over-eating disorder...). despite not having been to a gym in months (bad jo!) i do feel lighter and brighter now than before starting clinicals. yay for long days on my feet!
so quarter-life crisis averted and relishing being a student, even more so after speaking with friends who're about to become registrars / junior partners / parents. finally in a happy equilibrium and more comfortable in my own skin than i've ever been. have plenty of time as a student, and someone to enjoy my down time with. i know things might not always be like this, but for now i'm taking it slow and soaking it all in. it was a great birthday, spent largely on a plane and with the mister who makes everything even better.
Labels:
birthdays,
musing,
nostalgia,
self-indulgence
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