This blog contains nothing but my love for food, both cooking and eating. So in that essense, you would find posts about restaurants I’ve been to and recipes for dishes that I cook at home. Occasionally a fancy new food product in the market will catch my eye so there might be product reviews as well.
I’m keeping this simple by making this just about my gastronomic adventures. But you would notice that the menu includes a pre-2013 archive link of other posts that made it to this blog which I do not want to delete so do feel free to check those posts out as well.
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…bored? Then read on to find out how my love affair with food began.
Sometimes I wish it was also my story that my love for food was inspired by great cooks in my family. But, other than my grandmother, I do not recall anyone else who could and would be adept in the kitchen. At most, the only dish my mum can cook really well is fried rice (and I don’t even like fried rice). Needless to say I grew up with an Asian/Filipino palette while remaining completely oblivious to other great cuisines out there.
It wasn’t until about 2001 or 2002 that I really thought the kitchen would be my best friend. My journey started with a simple “homework” in school where we had bake cookies from scratch. Not wanting to fail the simple exercise I begged mum to buy me an actual convection oven. Heck, the only oven we had was an oven toaster and my cookie dough did not bake at all in that thing.
So with my first oven, countless hours of cooking shows, and hundreds of cookbooks later I was still not convinced that what I’m eating represents “the best there is”. Flashforward a few years later I ended up in a wonderful country called Australia. This is where I became a so-called foodie and this is where I also gained a considerable amount of weight just because I can stop eating.
If there’s one thing I love about multiculturalism it’s the abundance of food that is set before you. When I think of culture I think of food. To me, arguably, it is the centre of almost anything. And so my palette was opened up to new worlds of tastes and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
You may be wondering why I started blogging. To tell you the truth this was a product of boredom. I had just quit my first job out of uni with no back up plan. I spent hours and hours online looking for a job and at some point in between my job searching and Googling I chanced upon a few blogs that I found quite amusing so I decided to start my own blogging. I chose to write about food because 1) I can go on and on and on about that, and 2) I was determined to explore my city by eating my way through it.
So there you have it. That’s my story with food and blogging. Thanks for reading on!