A few of my favourite things…
I discovered Frankie early this year along with knitting in the middle of the year, I like these two things, though not necessarily together at the same time.
Tokyo!
Joshua says:
Apparently they have random T-shirts in Japan
Joshua says:
In English
Joshua says:
Like “I like black pig, pig is an animal kept for its meat”
Joshua says:
It is popular because in Japan no one knows that it actually means
Joshua says:
so this girl wore a T-Shirt like that to a Statistics project meeting and we all just stared at her
Geese
When geese migrate they fly in a triangular formation. The front goose faces the most wind resistance and because of this, the geese take turns being the front goose. The rest of the geese in the meantime honk to encourage the front goose to carry on.
Siew Yuk
I must admit I was never really a fan of Siew Yuk, especially of the hawker stall/coffee shop variety. I always found the meat to be overly salty and the skin tough and often burnt in some areas, probably contributing to the distinct rusty burnt aftertaste that really turned me off the dish. I only really started appreciating the merits of lovingly crackled pork belly skin and melt in your mouth fat when I tried the siew yuk at a Crystal Jade outlet 3 years ago. Crystal Jade’s siew yuk is really a force to be reckoned with. Served with crunchy peanuts and a smear of dijon mustard on the side, I momentarily forget the extent to which I am further lining my arteries when we indulge in the dish, often as a mid afternoon snack.
Needless to say, I have never wrinkled my nose at siew yuk eversince.
As a tribute to the many pigs/piglets that have perished, not in vain, I have begun giving siew yuk an identity. Something I realise I do quite frequently, much like the naming of Oscar the Korean octopus, who died a searing hot tragic death (another story for another day)… RIP Oscar.
Ah Siew Yuk men, little army of fat and crackle
How I love thee!
