NOT a food blog
Up to five days ago, I never knew of the existence of The Krug Room. We were having drinks in Hong Kong, and Mr. B (our fine dining guru) suddenly mentioned The Krug Room. “There are only THREE Krug Rooms in the world,” he said calmly, “and one of them is located right here in […]
“What’s your idea of a perfect weekend?” Toygirl recently asked me. “What do you mean by perfect?” I asked her. “Do you mean something achievable, or do you mean my dream weekend?” As this juncture, the idea of sitting by the beach with a book and a cocktail and a tanned masseur kneading […]
I feel a pimple erupting like Krakatoa (Eyjafjallajokull is so last week already) on my face, and it bothers me. Why I’m so affected, I have no idea, because ten pimples could embed themselves on my face and they would still blend in with my leathery middle-aged skin. It’s like going to the gym, […]
Food, for me, is a means to an end and not an end in itself.
Food, for me, represents the love of family, the fellowship of friends, and the community and communality it brings.