Kimchi Jigae (Cabbage Kimchi Soup)

INGREDIENTS:
1/2 teaspoon Korean sesame oil	1 cup cabbage pickle (Kimchi)	1 garlic clove, crushed
1/4 pound boneless pork, sliced thin	3 cups water	1 scallion, cut into 3-inch pieces
1 firm chinese soybean curd, cut into 9 cubes	6-8 small clams, optional but recommended

1	Put the sesame oil in a saucepan and stir-fry the kimchi over moderate heat for 1/2 minute. Add the garlic and pork and continue to fry as the meat changes color.
2	Now add the water, bring to a boil, and cook for 10 minutes. Add the scallion, bean curd, and clams if used, and simmer over low heat for 10 minutes more.
3	Serve warm with rice.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

This is what me and mom gonna whip up for the class gathering on the coming saturday!!!
oh my love,
oh my kimchi soup!
here I come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~

I will grant you my fullest attention.
Explore you.
Understand you inside out and beyond.
Then, under my anticipation and blessing, shall you be reborn~
into the best of best cuisines...
on the honoured table of Meyer's Place.

And then...

we will devour...~






YADA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It was as if she was taught or trained.
As she watches her babies drinking to their fill, she purrs happily.
It's hard to believe that she herself had never suckled her mother's nips.
It's hard to imagine, she took her earliest dose of energy from a milk bottle of manmade milk.
Just how.
how did i manage to fill her heart with so much warmth with these manmade things.

as she poured her lovings towards these angels which she delivered to earth with so much pain,

I wondered curiously.

How.
Just how did this all happened?


Life can be filled with warm miracles.
if we throw all fears away and look at them with our purest eyes.

salon is pregnant

her babies due in a week

my family is all out to dispose the kitties

so please, if anyone don't mind, adopt the babies

i dunno what I'll do if it doesn't happen

tell me.

'Angel' killed in Mumbai was Singapore's first terror victim

AFP - Friday, December 5

SINGAPORE, Dec 4, 2008 (AFP) - A vicious tropical rainstorm beat down from darkened skies Thursday as mourners held a funeral for Singapore's "angel" murdered by militants in India -- the city-state's first-ever terrorist victim.

The rain continued throughout the 45-minute service, even as Lo Hwei Yen's white coffin left the church.

Lo, 28, was one of at least 188 people, including 22 foreigners, killed in a shooting and grenade rampage by 10 militants who terrorised Mumbai for 60 hours last week.

The Church of Saint Teresa was packed for the private ceremony, and family friends said hundreds of mourners were expected.

Some, like Pearlyn Koh, did not even know the young lawyer.

"I am here to send my prayers and well-wishes to her, her family," said Koh, who attended the funeral on her lunch break.

"I think she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Why her?"

Hundreds more mourners, including cabinet ministers, turned out during the week for her wake.

Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong said in a letter of condolence that Lo was his country's first victim of terrorism.

Her death has jolted the nation, which prides itself on rigorous security measures, and politicians said Lo's death reinforces the need for vigilance.

"She was there at the wrong time," Devendran Puhaindran, the uncle of Lo's husband, Michael Puhaindran, said before the funeral.

"I remember her as a very bubbly girl, always with a smile."

Funeral mourners were urged to wear "fabulous black", a reflection of Lo's stylishness.

Even the skies obliged, making the early afternoon resemble the dim light of dusk.

Lo's smiling face has been regularly featured in newspaper photographs since the foreign ministry announced her death late last week.

"You look at her smile, you can see that radiance of her soul," her husband said in a 15-minute eulogy.

"She knows how to enjoy life," he said, adding that friends described her as caring and selfless.

They were married just last year on the Indonesian resort island of Bali, local newspapers have reported.

Reports said Lo had gone to Mumbai for only one night to deliver a talk about the global credit crunch.

She was taken hostage, along with others, by the militants who stormed the Oberoi/Trident hotel where she was staying.

Jai Sohan, an official from Singapore's foreign ministry, told reporters earlier that before she died Lo had conveyed a message from the attackers.

"The terrorists demanded that the Indian authorities refrain from storming the Oberoi hotel or else they would harm her," Sohan said.

In interviews with local newspapers published Thursday, Michael Puhaindran, 37, said that his wife calmly told him in a telephone call from the Oberoi that men with machine guns and grenades had taken her hostage.

"She was extremely brave. Her voice didn't waver," The New Paper quoted him as saying. "She didn't want to panic me."

It was the last time he spoke with her, but newspapers said Lo also managed to send emails to three friends using her BlackBerry.

"If I don't make it out of here, I love you all," her message said, according to Puhaindran.

Lo's body was found on the 19th floor of the hotel.

"Yen, my angel, my princess, words cannot express how much I miss you," her husband said, choking on his words during the eulogy.

This news, I have not much of an issue. but what seen on yahoo.com.sg....hmm....

Firstly, why this photo, such a clear shot of the face. in a credit card "life's good" fashion. It is obviously to make us viewers relate to this girl, "oh my god~ why her?! how can this happen to her?!" and then ...

Victim had planned to have kids next year.

Well.... just don't quite agree with how media sells news, especially when it's a painful one.

我想我可能已近习惯当这样的我。
我很肯定我喜欢这样的我。

开心，不开心，都是为了自己，很踏实。

我自首，
我贪心了。
我忏悔。
我悔改。

或许吧，几年后的我会突然后悔，感叹道自己又老又寂寞。
可是现在的我，真的只求心里踏实，生活过得充实。
有好吃的美食吃，有好听的歌曲被弹奏，我就很开心了。

圣诞节快到了。
今年的圣诞节，

我突然想再與 JAC 和 MOM 去九份.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/matthewfch/sets/72157600172579397/

Of course, she did not know about it.
She planted a orange kiss on his left cheek, with her pointed nose pushing against his brows.
She squat down for him to do the scarf around her neck.
The scarf wrapped her neck, gently and it felt translucent, the way light silk should feel.
She slipped her long slit fingers underneath and was relieved to find the gold necklace still in place.
Yes, the rough gold necklace, so heavy and tyranic, always soring her neck.
As it gritted her skin, it settled down between her flesh and grew onto her.
There is no blood, nor signs of pain.
It looked perfectly right, and she never let a groan of pain spill out of her body.
She looked at him again, and yearns for a chance to see herself through his eyes.
She must be looking gorgeous in that blue little things planted upon his face, she thought.
Those blue things, she used to think they are made of glass, filled with milk and holds another glass ball within it, which holds a slash of the ocean's meat.
She thinks her grandfather had poured chinese calligraphy ink into her glass balls by accident.
She always thought she is sick and bound to die soon as her skin is stale yellow.
She loves it when he brushes his fair white skin against her, she can almost feel her skin lighter and smoother everytime after it.
There is always millions of thoughts running through her jaded brain which never sleeps, but at this moment, the brain rests peacefully. Blank is her mind.
Her mind is at such unusual ease that she thinks she's going to die out soon.
The wind blows against her.
She only feels the warmth of his hand and the chill of the wind.
The wind caught her scarf.
She tried to hold the scarf but her fingers got caught in her tangled black hair.

Her scarf, melted into the wind, and gave the withered petals a ride to the sea.

2ND BATCH OF 35MM FILM using UNDERWATER CAM is OUT

JUST GOT BACK A ROLL OF 35MM FILM.

CITYMAID_01


shewalks aroundthecity

andtidys itup




herway.

deterence.
thisgirl.is.watching.you

civildefense.
girlsavesoverweightbird

andkeeps.itbackinto.HER.NEST

THAILAND.late

手机里的照片 大剥光！

MEINU.J's.BIRTHDAY.TAIL.@.BOAT.QUAY







SALON.BABYMATTY MEETS KITTY

[don't worry, salon is not strangled. she's standing on mat's hand. haha]



I.LOVE.PARTY.HAT.PARTY

WE.LOVE.MEINU.Y


MEINU.Y.&.MEINU.K
SOMEWHERE.SOMETIME.IN.MY.HANDPHONE




K.&.M.ARE.VIGILANT.SHOPPERS.
SALE.ALERT.ON
UPTIGHT!


K.@.JAPAN

超。可。爱。的。迷。你。薯。片！
超。可。爱。的。迷。你。TOAST!



MINI.FASHION
PORTRAIT.OF.MEINU.Y.J.K.C
4BB.@.REDANG.RESORT.ROOM


K.LOVES.SUMMER.MORE.MORE.TEA
BUT.K.HOPES.SHE.NEVER.WENT.TO.THE.SET
他。们。尽。量。反。制
但。K。眼。里。的.MORE.MORE.TEA.INN

面。目。全。非

算了啦。
有美女在，
什么都好像特别有趣！
hor?

IN LOVING MEMORY OF 小垃圾

This whole month had been a reminder, not a gentle one, of a violent truth of how fragile life is.

life is very fragile.

it sat there, stinking of urine, shit and garbage.
it sat there in that stinky cardboard box, gazing at the sky, observing the clouds.
it gazes dreamily, as if looking at a breathtaking scenery.

Meow~ i approached, and it turned it's head towards me.
Eow~ it meowed incompletely.
2 weeks, my guess is its 2 weeks old.
14days on earth and never full.
it felt unlike a kitten, it's not only scorny, the fur, is hard from rain and all its waste and mud.
it crawled hungrily onto me and gulped down a whole serving of milk.
i tried to clean it up a little but to no avail, its really filthy.
this littlepiece of garbage slept on my palm.
i wrapped it with a clean piece of cloth and left for school.

we returned and brought it up to andy's and gave it 4rounds of good scrub.
the waste water that flowed down from its tiny body is brown.
the little piece of garbage has a lump on its back and a little bald patch on its forehead.
we blew it dry with the hair dryer.
it got too tired for milk.
it slept in the bed i made for it in my shoe.
then it slept in the bed we made it in a new cardboard box.
we woke it up to feed it milk but it was too tired for any.
it slept.

next day morning the boys tried to feed it but to no avail.
it was getting real weak.
i rushed it down to the vet.
contacted and agreed to met its adopting family there at the vet.
it woke up.
growled and looked at me.
hugged my finger to sleep while we were sitting at the bus stop waiting for the vet to opet in 15minutes.
it opened its eyes. and gazed at me. the way it gazed at the sky.
no. not right. paws felt icy cold.
eyes still open.
no.not right. not responding.
carried it up. totally no control of limbs.
no. not right. no more pants.
shook it hard and slapped it hard.
no. not right. no reaction. eyes still open, as if still gazing at me.
no. not right.
dead.

i stroked it on its forehead the way i always do to close the eyes of cats.
the eyes wouldn't close, but a drop of tear flowed out and emptied it's teary eyes.

life
is
fragile
.



[took on the corridor by the steps where I found it. after gulping down the milk.]
As we stand by the side and witness how fragile life is, we tell ourselves that we gotta be strong.
This is so ironic as we ourselves, are feeding on this fragile piece of life given to us as well.
I guess we just have to shake off the mindset that we are destined to be the luckier ones blessed with food, shelter and warmth and humbly bow to the fragility of life. I guess only the real sense of probability of death and sufferings can lead a man to reckon that all power beseeched upon mankind exists momentarily and the real joy of life come from cherishing.

This little piece of garbage leeched onto every bit of life beseeched upon it's scorny body and gazed the sky with awe. There is pleasure and magic at every corner of earth and it's up to us to gaze at it with the eyes of little garbage or to mourn over our withering petals.

North Pole ice cap melting faster than ever

AFP - Thursday, August 28

WASHINGTON (AFP) - - The Arctic ice cap keeps melting under the effects of global warming and in August saw its second largest summer shrinkage since satellite observations began 30 years ago, US scientists said.

Measurements on August 26 showed an ice cap of 5.26 million square kilometers (2.03 million square miles), just below the 5.32 million square kilometers (2.05 million square miles) observed on 21 September 2005, making it the second biggest summer Arctic ice-cap melt in history, said the National Snow and Ice Data Center (NSIDC).

Since the start of August, the Boulder, Colorado-based center said, the Arctic polar cap shrank by 2.06 million square kilometers (0.8 million square miles).

The melting is so fast and extensive it could shrink the ice cap to below the 4.25 million square kilometers (1.64 million square miles) reached in the summer of 2007, the smallest it has ever been observed by satellites, the center said.

Since the end of the Arctic summer and the start of the freezing autumn is several weeks away, it said, the ice cap could dwindle even more than it did in 2007.

At the end of northern hemisphere summer 2007, the Arctic ice cap was 40 percent smaller than the average 7.23 million square kilometers (2.8 million square miles) observed in 1979-2000, the NSIDC said.

The North Pole melting season begins in mid-June. The ice cap shrinks to its smallest area by mid-September and grows the most in winter by mid-March.

"The bottom line, however, is that the strong negative trend in summertime ice extent characterizing the past decade continues," the Center said in a report.

The North Pole itself could even become free of ice by September for the first time in modern history, setting a new milestone in the effects of global warming on the Arctic ice shelf, NSIDC glaciologist Mark Serreze told AFP in late June.

"We could have no ice at the North Pole at the end of this summer. And the reason here is that the North Pole area right now is covered with very thin ice, and this ice we call 'first-year ice,' the ice that tends to melt out in the summer," he explained.

Serrreze said the possibility the ice cap could vanish stood at 50 percent.

If it does happen in September, he added, "it's possible that ships could sail from Alaska right to the North Pole".

The Arctic has been free of ice in the geologic history of the Earth, but never in modern history, Serreze said.

"Clearly, if you look over what we have seen in the past three years and where we were headed, we are in ... this long-term decline and we may have no ice at all in the Arctic Ocean in summer by 2030 or so," he added.

Not long ago, he said, the summer disappearance of the Arctic ice was predicted to happen between 2050 and 2100.

The NSIDC said the receding North Pole ice sheet was chiefly caused by the melting of ice in the Chukchi Sea, off the Alaskan coast, and the East Siberian Seas, off the coast of eastern Russia.

The Chukchi ice sheet is one of the natural habitats of the polar bear, where it hunts for seals, and its disappearance is a direct threat to the animal's survival.

The vanishing summer polar ice cap, however, also opens up the fabled Northwest Passage that winds through the northern Canadian islands and links the Atlantic and Pacific oceans.

Shipping routes using the Northwest Passage would spare very long detours through the Panama Canal and around South America's Cape Horn.

An ice-free North Pole would also expose untold wealth of natural resources, including oil and natural gas, locked up beneath the Arctic Ocean waters, which Canada and Russia are already eagerly preparing to exploit.

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He saw the tornado of death swirling near him.
He grins as he thought of the golden bars it'll bring.



man. greed. hopeless.

CLOUD.TASTING

Dark clouds gathered and wind started howling.
The child saw flashes of lightning before she heard thunder roaring like hungry lions.
She grabbed on tightly to her colourful lollipop and bent her head.
The rain splattered into the void deck and slided down her thick black banks.
She frowned and took a step inwards.

Her brother, whom she adored, was a year older than her and standing beside her when the first drop of rain came falling from somewhere far far away in the sky.
Somewhere too far up for the child's tiny eyes to track.
He ran into the rain and opened his mouth wide.

He then ran back to his sister, and he was then drenched from head to toe.

He secretively bent towards her, cupped his mouth by her right ear and whispered,
"I know how the clouds taste like. "
He leaned back and with the help of the lightning, the child managed to make out the satisfied grin on her brother's face.
She lifted her head upright and smiled.

Her brother took her hand and pulled her along into the rain.



Out in the rain,
the children held onto each others' hand tightly.






Opening her little mouth, the child curiously savoured the clouds.