I will be busy with....

Chasing after the painter, the plumber, the carpenter and who ever that should have completed their job by yesterday. The walls had not been touch-up properly, the tap in the yard is leaking, half of the kitchen cabinets not installed, there are still rubbish not cleared, the floors looked like they were never polished. And I'm suppose to live there before the New Year!

Well, pray for me and merry Christmas everyone!

Ready for school!

Eu will be entering K1, so bought a pencil case and a set of stationery, all with Bob the Builder and Thomas the train prints, for him.

Got a new backpack for him as well. The cow backpack is for Tien, which will be entering daycare in February.

5 Childhood Memories of Food

1. 芋虾
Pronounce as "woo-ha". So far, I only know of one person who knows exactly what this is, besides my family. It's a very traditional Cantonese snack made of yam, and I only get to eat it during Chinese New Year but not any more. The yam is cut into very fine strips, coat with flour, roll into balls and deep fried. Cutting yam into fine strips is not an easy task and there is no way you can get the correct texture by simply getting the help of a vegetable shaver. And because of that, my mom never attempt to make it at all. All the 芋虾 I have eaten were all made by my grand aunt, who is now too old to do the cutting.

2. 角仔
Another Cantonese snack which I only had the chance to eat during Chinese New Year. They resemble tiny curry puffs but the filling are pounded peanuts fried with sugar. It's the only Chinese New Year snack mom will make for the occasion, and she is good at it. Due to the amount of work involved, she stopped making them when her children lost interest in them.

3. Chocolate finger biscuit wrapped in colored foil
At one point in time, my father, without fail, will carry me to a nearby provision store to buy one of these nicely wrapped up chocolate finger biscuit for me. This is the sweetest memory I have for my father. The routine stopped after we shifted out of the neighbourhood.

4. Tu-tu kueh
Think this is what it's called. It is sold by mobile vendor which made them on the spot. The kueh is shaped like a flower, white in colour and there is a choice of filling: coconut or peanut. Everytime when mom brings me to chinatown, we are sure to meet one such vendor at one of the alley.

5. Pancake
On some weekend mornings, mom will make pancake for breakfast. Not the "ang-moh" type, but more chinese style. She uses the wok not pan and the batter consistency is more watery. I would say it looks more like crepes than pancake, but we have been calling it as pancake since day one. The way we eat it is to spread the pancake with lots of butter and sugar, roll it up and put it into your mouth.

Writing the above, had indeed brought back many fond memories when I was still that little. To finish off this meme, I will need to name the five person (inclusive of me) that were tagged before, and to tag at least three bloggers. Here goes:

Previous taggers: Helen, Zara's Mama, The Diva, Blur-blur and me.
Being tagged: Sesame, Ange and Hsin.

Please don't black-list me for those being tag by me.

Pass it on

Was searching the internet to find an orphanage to give away those items I will not be bringing to the new place, and came upon this site. Ha! Just what I'm looking for. Don't ask me why not just call up the Salvation Army. I just feel that all these items, though not new, are all in working condition and will be put to much better use if given to the needy. The gratitude that these needy people will have when they receive their much wanted or needed stuff is worth so much more, compare to the monetary value Salvation Army gets, if they manage to sell away the second hand items. I know and understand that cos' I came from a family where my mom constantly worried for the next meal.

Okay lah! Will send them a mail, once I have hubby's approval (he is such a garung guni sentimental man).

我没有去农场

Eu has been using this statement when we ask him questions.

"Do you want to go to the toilet?"
"我没有去农场"

"How's school today?"
"我没有去农场"

"Can you tell mommy what happen?"
"我没有去农场"

"Okay, 你没有去农场, do you want to go 农场?"
"Errrr, nope!"

Really beats me what this "我没有去农场" mean in his limited vocabulary, and it brings me down the memory lane when Eu was about two years old. He kept saying "miss-sing loom" "miss-sing loom" while walking round the house. No one knew what was it that he was trying to express out. It was more than half a year later when I suddenly realised he was saying "music room"! And when he repeated his "miss-sing loom", I quickly asked: "music room?" I knew I had striked the jackpot, when his look said it all: "yes, that's what I have been saying".

On cheerios (again)

To mommies having difficulties finding plain cheerios, which I used to, there are plenty of stock at Tanglin Mall's Market Place supermart. They have both the bigger and regular size packaging ones in the store, at the same time, which is very rare! Just been there on Tuesday night.