I feel a bit bashful for putting up a recipe for Chicken Rice.  There are countless versions on the internet, many handed down from mothers or mums’ mums, others gleaned from chefs who sell chicken rice for a living, and most written by Chinese, and rightly so because Chicken Rice as we know it is Hainanese in origin.  And if you didn’t know (though I’m sure you do.  Right?) the Hainanese are Chinese.

But here I am, this Malay chick who looks sort of Chinese, whose accent has an identity crisis, who’s spent more than half her life away from her non-birthplace of Singapore, is going to share with you her version of Hainanese Chicken Rice.

At this point, I’m writing this post to myself because I’m sure at the end of that last paragraph, anyone reading would have shut their browser tab on me.  So I console myself that this post is for me to remember, for posterity, for my children when they’re grown, given I’m still around to pay for my domain. Read More →

Two weeks in the middle east and I’ve got a terrible craving that wouldn’t exist had I my own kitchen out here, but I don’t have my own kitchen.  At least not yet.  I think I must have instinctively known this before I left Singapore because on the day we left, I somehow managed to have time to make this second version of Dan Dan Mian.  That or I was simply trying to finish up the rest of the la mian I had in the fridge before we took off on the plane for a noodleless land. Dan Dan Read More →

turkey!

You won’t need this much turkey for the soup, relax.

It’s Christmas day, and I have a lot of left over turkey from last night.  The first thing I do is debone whatever I have left of the bird, cutting the meat into cubes, and chucking it all into the fridge.  Then the carcass goes into a big pot, just covered with water, and with some whole onions and one carrot, boiled and then simmered for an hour or two.  Instant stock. Easy. Read More →