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If This Doesn’t Stop Soon I’m Going to Go Bald

Sometimes I see memes floating around, with such questions as “What are your pet peeves?” That question used to totally floor me because I couldn’t really think of a pet peeve. That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m a very tolerant person; I think it’s more a case of me being so intolerant and set in my ways that a lot of things annoy me and I can’t even begin to find one or two or three top annoyances in the sea of “that really gets on my nerves!!!”s.

But! I’m happy (or perhaps not so happy actually) to report that I’ve finally identified the things other people do that REALLY. PISS. ME. OFF.

This is not going to be a happy post.

1. I walk very quickly, I’m just built that way. Even when I’m not rushing to catch the train or get to my bank before it shuts, I still walk very quickly. So people who amble at snail’s pace whilst taking up the ENTIRE pavement making it impossible for me to squeeze past without having to brush my person against their all-too-often-unsavoury-looking-person-that-one-wouldn’t-want-to-touch really PISS ME OFF!!! If they walked that slowly they’re unlikely to get anywhere anyway so why don’t they just STAY AT HOME.

2. You know when you get on the escalator to get to your floor of choice and when you finally reach you step off like a normal person only to find the fool in front of you has decided to stay rooted to the spot at the end of the escalator causing you to have to do an emergency swerve to avoid a nasty escalator passengers pile-up? Those fools are always invariably a) looking from left to right to determine which section they want to shop at first, or b) CHATTING. To their equally inconsiderate friend. Sometimes I have to restrain myself from shoving them really hard with my elbow. The end of an escalator is no place to hold your social events! Get a grip!

3. This is really related to point 1 above, but I think it qualifies as a separate pet peeve. People who walk in front of you at an okay pace who suddenly decide to stop dead in their tracks with absolutely no warning. Or worse, swivel round right on the spot like a netball player so instead of walking into their backs, you walk into their ugly faces. Fantastic! It makes me want to kill people!!!

Okay so that’s 3 pet peeves. But guess what, lately I have discovered another one! So you get a bonus!

I’d never realised hitherto just how much I hated this facet of human behaviour because to be honest, it’s not really a very common thing to happen to any of us. Not until anyone is as unlucky as me and sits next to an absolute IMBECILE at work, that is!!!

4. Lack of respect for personal space. Respecting each other’s personal space should be an unwritten code of conduct for civilised human beings! Right? If you’re an animal like a dog or monkey or donkey and you place yourself nearer to me than is comfortable, I can forgive that. But if you’re a 35 year old man who actually has a job and talks like you are God of All Knowledge then for fuck’s sake, FUCK OFF!!!

We get very big desks at work. My desk is at least 6 times my width. So using that formula, and allowing for the fact that he’s a bit bigger than me, his desk should be about 5 times his width. Or 4.5 times, let’s give him the benefit of the doubt. That’s not too little is it?? So why do I arrive at work to find his bag taking up my leg room, his papers encroaching on my desk space, and the man himself waving his arms and legs about like an octopus?? Why does he face ME when he talks on the phone?? Why not face front?? Why stick his legs out in front of him whilst he faces me whilst on the phone so they’re practically touching my chair?? Why can he not obtain his own effing stationery and BIN even, for crying out loud, and stop walking around me to use mine? What makes someone think they can just walk around me, reach out and take random items of stationery from MY desk and use it whilst standing at a hair-raisingly near distance to me?? I mean, if you look like Wentworth Miller and smell of Hugo Boss then you can safely assume everyone wants you to stand next to them. Heck, Wentworth can even plaster himself on persons, I’m sure they won’t mind. But if you’re an annoying git with negative social skills then please have a bit of self-awareness and PISS OFF. It doesn’t just stop at walking around me for my stapler though, he actually OPENED MY DRAWER AND HELPED HIMSELF TO MY TISSUE PAPER. I was speechless.

So as you can gather, it’s maybe not so much of a pet peeve but a new found hatred that is bugging me. One good thing to come out of this is, I have learnt to value my personal space and am thankful that I’ve been so privileged all this time even though I didn’t know it!

Today he actually answered someone’s PERSONAL MOBILE PHONE. Good grief, will he never stop.

I sit next to the twat. Pity me 。゜(>д<)゜。

Add comment February 29, 2008

Daffodil Bruschetta Crumble

It feels like almost like spring outside :)

Even though most of the trees are still bare, some of them have sprouted little flower buds and it’s like sakura in England.

Hopefully the weather stays nice and continues to get warmer from now on and we don’t get any sudden cold fronts bringing snow and sleet! We once had snow in April, that was completely ridiculous. April should be springtime!

Daffodils are the happiest spring flowers :) I love wild flowers because they’re so much more carefree and spontaneous; like a sunny personality has suddenly decided to drop in on you and say hi. (Mine were from M&S though haha)

So! We had another dinner party. I feel like I have to clarify that this is NOT a food blog. It just so happens that I eat a lot haha.

This time GM made mushroom bruschetta. We used the same olive ciabatta as the ones we had over Christmas, it’s seriously yum. When making this, one should try to use at least 4 varieties of mushroom because the different textures and aromas will give depth to the dish. Also, grate parmesan cheese over the top at the end because if you don’t like to use a lot of salt in your cooking like me, the cheese will not only give another dimension to the overall taste, but will also give it some saltiness without the salt.

I made beef stew. On the day, I had a headache from work (think it was too stuffy) so it was a good job I had decided on beef stew as all I had to do with peel and chop up all the winter veg into chunks, prepare the beef, and chuck everything into a pot and bung it into the oven for a few hours. Freeing up time for me to have a lie-down before everyone turned up, thank goodness.

It turned out really good. My winter veg was a bit overdone so they were a little bit mushy, but generally it was very flavoursome and the meat was tender, whilst the tendon bits were gelatinous but melt in the mouth. I’d hardly seasoned it, but it was full of the natural sweetness of the veggies and beef, made richer I’m sure by the half bottle of red wine.

We had it with rice because we like rice haha. We had a little bit of stew left over the next day and we had it for brunch, and it was ever bit just as good with leftover olive ciabatta. Proper comfort food to be eaten in large spoonfuls.

Tpa very kindly bought us an apple and raspberry crumble cake from Konditor & Cook. Yes, you read right, it was a crumble cake. I had expected a traditional crumble in a dish but was pleasantly surprised by crumble in the form of a cake. I hadn’t even known such a thing existed.

It tasted like crumble in a tart. The bottom and the crusty bits were like the shell of a fruit tart only slightly crunchier, and the top and fruit bits were like slightly dry crumble. It was okay but since I’m not a big crumble fan in the first place, I wasn’t blown away by it. We put it in the oven and had it warm with cream. The cream helped a lot.

With flowers in the house, one wakes up every morning smiling! :)

Add comment February 24, 2008

♥ Congratulations Joanne! ヾ(●⌒∇⌒●)ノ ♥

Today is a very special day because it’s

Joanne is graduating from her Masters today! Which means from here on in, she will be the most qualified person in our immediate family. How’s that for a fantastic achievement? I’m so proud of her. I mean, she looks young and little and people tend to treat her like a kid, but behind the carefree and joyful facade is a WOMAN WITH BRAINS. So don’t mess with her. Haha.

Jo, I wish I was there to celebrate with you, but since I’m not, here are some of your favourite things:

Tulips

Unagi meal (I’ll have the sashimi if you don’t want it haha)

A graduation bear (hopefully his colours match yours)

I hope you have a lovely graduation ceremony, enjoy the moment because you worked so hard and throughly deserve it!!!

♥ ♥ ♥

Add comment February 23, 2008

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My Chicken Rice Adventure

A few months ago we had dinner over at GM’s aunt’s and she cooked us a Hainanese chicken, minus the rice. It was really smooth and fragrant and even a boiled white chicken hater like me thought it was absolutely delicious. So I asked her how she prepared it, expecting a detailed explanation of some long and arduous process (she’s very good at cooking, she cooks for a living) whereupon she said, “I used seasoning out of a packet” o_____O Wow. I was a bit nonplussed by that; I would never have thought it was packaged seasoning, it tasted so authentic!

Anyway a few weeks ago, GM’s aunt gave me a box of the said seasoning and told me to try it myself. How nice of her :)

Now, you all may or may not know that Tpa and Hic have this dinner arrangement going with GM and I. As in, it’s meant to be us taking alternate turns to cook dinner for each other. However, right now GM and I are in arrears (we owe them 2 meals to be exact) and we’re trying to catch up. The thing is, Hic is really good at cooking! He makes the best salt and pepper pork chops. In fact, everything he makes tastes like it came out of a restaurant. Which means that it’s kind of pressurising for me because I don’t want to serve up some crappy sub-standard food to an expert like him, right? Also, I can’t keep cooking my repetoire of 3 dishes every time hahaha.

Which brings me to the chicken rice! I was telling Tpa and Hic that they can’t come over for meals anymore as I’ve run out of things to cook, when I remembered that seasoning sitting in my larder :) So I thought, “Hey! It’s out of a packet, I can do that easy” and invited them over for a big surprise meal (“surprise” because i refused to tell them what I was cooking just in case it went horribly wrong and I had to order Indian takeaway and pretend I cooked that lol).

I’ll tell you something, that seasoning is fantastic! They not only give you this handy packet for the water in which the actual chicken is meant to be boiling in, they even give you seasoning for rice! Maybe most seasoning sets are like this and I sound like I’ve been living in a cave all these years, but you know, I don’t use pre-packaged seasoning much so I have an excuse. Haha.

All I had to do to the rice was cut the packet open, gloop it into the uncooked rice in my cooker and mix it in! Then I poured in some of the chicken stock from my chicken boiling.

This is what it looked like before it was cooked.

And this is what it looked like cooked! It tasted like the real thing! I’m very excited, I’ve been wanting to eat chicken rice for a while now and finally I can make it myself, with no fuss! GM, Tpa and Hic seemed to like it too, esp Hic who ate three bowls of rice.

As for the chicken, it’s prepared in exactly the same way as normal boiled chicken, only once again, I had a handy little packet of seasoning for the water to flavour the chicken with.

I’m really paranoid about my meats being uncooked, so I think I left the chicken in for a little too long because it was really soft when I took it out. I was going to wait till Hic got here and get him to chop up the chicken because I had NO IDEA how to chop a whole chicken up into little bits. In fact, I always worry that I’m going to chop my hand off as I can’t seem to swing the cleaver in a straight line and always end up at a different place from where I was aiming. Very scary.

However, Tpa and Hic called to say they were stuck in traffic and running late, and I was really impatient to see if my chicken was cooked properly or if the bones were still bloody, so in the end I decided to tackle it myself, with my non-cleaver holding hand tucked safely behind my back. (Oh my god, I just had a thought, I hope none of my neighbours were looking in at me with my crazed hair and shiny face wielding a massive meat cleaver and chopping the hell out of that chicken hahaha.)

Firstly, I took off the chicken’s limbs, i.e. the wing and thigh bits. So far so good, I was thinking all those hours of lounging on the couch watching Jamie Oliver and eating Jaffa cakes had a use after all. Then came the hard part. I looked at the body of the chicken and couldn’t decide how to chop the whole thing up. So I split it sideways into breast part, and back part. That went a bit messy because all the oil from the chicken was slicking up the chopping board and the stupid chicken was sliding up and down it like contestants in a foam wrestling match. But I managed it anyways and I was feeling really buoyed by my quite successful efforts so far so I decided to tackle the back bit and chop it up into nice chunks like Andy’s mum and aunt always do. The thing is, cutting through bone is a lot more difficult than cutting at the joints, and my first chop made only a mark on the dear chicken. So I thought, “Okay, more strength” and I raised the cleaver up high and TWOK! Whereupon the bit that was meant to come off as a lovely chunk disintegrated into a thousand flakes and flew all over my kitchen. Good grief. You’d think I should have stopped at this point and waited for GM to get home or Hic to get here so they could tackle it, but by then I was seized by this near demonic desire to just plough ahead and I seriously couldn’t have stopped myself even if I wanted to.

I chopped and I chopped, and chicken was just strewn all over the chopping board and up the side of my microwave, it was a violent scene. I was a bit sad when I moved it all over to the serving plate and it looked like a mess of chicken meat and bone rather than what I had hoped it would look like – a nicely divided up chicken back (is it called chicken back? There must be another name, but I forget). Not that I was put off for long, I moved on to the breast! Breast bone is a lot harder to chop, it’s so thick! But the breast chopping was actually better presumably because it’s harder meat and so it didn’t disintegrate so easily. I actually got some decent chunks!

I managed to get it all done in the end, although it didn’t look like what it should have. But at least I managed to chop my first chicken, ALL of it! I’m quite proud of myself, Andy was really amazed too when he got home. And it turns out, Hic doesn’t know how to chop chicken neither! So that’s okay, no experts around to give me marks and scoff at my feeble (or violent) attempts. You should have seen my chopping corner of the kitchen afterwards though, it was absolutely carnage, bits of chicken everywhere.

Ta-dahh!!! My chopped up chicken!

Phew that was tiring, even the re-telling was tiring!

So this seasoning set, it even had a sesame oil dressing which had to be warmed whilst in the packet, and then poured over the chicken.

And also a trio of three dipping sauces! Such attention to detail. They gave us chilli sauce (the chicken rice kind!), ginger dip and sticky soya sauce!

I made my own pickles a la Ah Ma.

Tpa was complaining that I didn’t invite her and Hic over when I cooked my little CNY meal and she was telling everyone how I made fish maw soup and everything and kept it to myself haha. So I made fish maw soup again, just to shut her up.

And made my own little dipping sauce for the fish maw and cabbage.

And rounded up the meal with some kailan with oyster sauce!

I think my chicken rice meal was a huge success! Everyone loved the food, and I certainly ate it all up with relish. I think the huge amount of effort I expended made it a lot more enjoyable!

If any of you should want to purchase the chicken rice seasoning set to make your own chicken rice, email me and I will let you know which brand it is!

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