Tasty tikoy tips
Kung Hei Fat Choi! I’m not Chinese but it doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy the Chinese New Year as much as the next Chinese guy. After all, the celebration always heralds the abundance of one of my many favorite Chinese delicacies, the tikoy. This Chinese New Year pudding, also known as nian gao, is made from glutinous rice and sugar not unlike Japanese mochi. Unfortunately, most people, especially the non-Chinese, only know of one way to...
How to fry tilapia
Alright, I admit it. I hate frying tilapia. I hate it when they refuse to uncling themselves from the pan. Ooh… and the injuries! Have you had hot oil pop at you while trying to flip those stubborn things over? I’m telling you, those innocent looking tilapia always get the best of me. Well, almost always. After I had finally swallowed my pride and asked my Mama, those dark morbid pan-frying days were over! By the way, Mama’s tips are...
Even “Googe” screws with us on Valentine’s
Here’s an interesting thing pointed out by a redditor on reddit. It even reached the number spot. The buzz came from the missing “L” in the company’s holiday logo making “Google” look like “Googe.” But this other guy points it out that there’s a poet named Barnabe Googe, who’s known for some cheesy lines. Some other think it’s the artist’s boo-boo. For the...
Valentine’s Day, the other side
While my colleague Alex hates Valentine’s Day, I welcome it with open arms. I don’t really celebrate it, but it’s comforting to know that it’s there. The color red, hearts, cupids, roses, chocolates– Valentine’s Day has been either: + Created by Capitalists for sentimental consumers, or + Created by people who desire what they don’t have… It can be a cliché, a tiring once a year exploitation of our hard-earned...
Yup, I hate Valentine’s Day
You’ve got to hate Valentine’s Day. I do. I really wonder why such a high premium is given to February 14. What’s the big fuss about it. Who’s that St. Valentine anyway? And isn’t it all rooted to fertility rituals and (pagan?) orgiastic feasts? Call me some hard-@$$ grouch, but for me, Valentine’s Day is three things: A day when one rose gets to be more valuable than gasoline The one...