life in 553

I missed Daddy a lot while I was making and eating this.

I really appreciate the special effort he makes to give me the “chao ta” (burnt) edges when we eat char siew, because he knows how much I love it (albeit carcinogenic).

I shared my char siew over dinner with two lovely friends. J cooked nonya curry - the coconut milk was delightful! I only get to enjoy curry when someone else cooks it because I hate the way the smell of curry sticks to you and makes you feel very full. We also had stir fried broad beans contributed by A.

It’s ironic how food makes me miss home and comforts me at the same time.