I love breathing in cool morning air and the feeling that you’re the only one awake in the whole wide world. The paradox is I am not a morning person and I hate getting up early.
I was feeling snappy (the photography kind, not the one with teeth) a couple mornings ago as I did my stretches on the balcony. Even though it was barely 0630, the sun was coming up over the horizon already. Daylight is earlier these days. But as I looked over upwards, I could still see a crescent moon shining brightly and an itty bitty star right next to it. I wonder what the star’s name is or whether it’s actually a planet. It’s there every morning. Sometimes I wish I knew everything.
You know what would be nice during early mornings? A trip to your neighbourhood kopitiam and getting a bowl of hot kuey tiaw soup or porridge washed down with kopi-O and iced lemon tea.
Failing that, pancakes are wonderful too. I love spooning them into the hot pan and watching them turn into golden brown circles of heaven.
We found another resto we really really love. After a gig at CM on Sunday, Stinky said he wanted to take me to a resto he’d think I’d love for dinner. I was a bit bummed coz I thought it was just him trying to avoid my cooking again, but noooooo. Precious Restoran & Bar is truly a find. I raved and raved about the decor and had to be restrained from whipping out my credit card to buy some antique peranakan jewelry* from Indonesia. I ordered itik tim and plain rice. Itik tim is stewed duck with pickled cabbage, mushrooms, nutmeg and
argh! I forgot! tamarind. Stinky ordered nyonya fried noodles. Two thumbs up for everything. I burped buah pala fumes the whole evening. Stinky said it could wake the dead.
*I didn’t know there were Peranakans in Indonesia too (I mean wouldn’t they be called by another name?) but the wait staff there said so. Hmmm… must research and find out.