Really and truly, pregnancy has brought me to the conclusion that even autumn produce can't beat the ruby red appeal of succulent strawberries, or the tantalizing aroma that is slowly but surely settling in our backyard laden with guava trees as they're finally, finally starting to ripen, or even a simple meal made up of nothing but my favorite fruits in the world, watermelon and jack fruit.Read More
I find it interesting that all of my friends and acquaintances, among most people that are associated with me in one way or another, think that I eat health foods one-hundred percent of the time and that my workout regimen is absolutely unforgiving.Read More
These hand pies which are most definitely and excruciatingly an eye sore to look at, are but a small glimpse of the unspeakable contentment I've been able to nurture and experience in the past week or so.Read More
There is nothing quite like time itself. Time, in all its indifference, shows no favor or compassion for one's life circumstance. Try as we might we can't undo certain events that we'd rather not have had to experience, nor can we gain a single second by cajoling and catering to it and well, much less by worrying. Am I right? All that to say that the time we've been endowed with is, in essence, what we each have to work with. It expects too much of us it seems; to use it wisely because it won't stop even if the world depended on it--quite literally.
I hope my thoughts can translate on paper (or post) the way I intend them too. As you may be aware I like to be real and honest about my life, so if you're here thinking "just get to the recipe already" and prefer to do without the gushing details, please feel free to scroll down to the bottom. I don't mind!Read More
I had reached the stage when I could finally deem myself 'independent' to a certain degree. Having already checked off the words "part-time job" from my life's to-do list at a renowned Asian bakery, I felt more than ready to muster up some courage and ask for my parents' blessing to go on mission trips. It was, indeed, a difficult task just as I had expected. One that faced a significant amount of opposition from all angles imaginable but one that, without it having been the way it was, wouldn't have strengthened my convictions in the vital ways one would need when out on the mission field.Read More
If there is one thing I've come to learn about people, or most people I should say, is that the majority of us relate specific instances or individuals to our favorite foods. Greg on one hand, is rather fond of his sweets. Particularly those in the form of cinnamon rolls, the sweeter the better. You know the kind. The all too familiar Pillsbury dough that's been skillfully compressed into a tin and and whilst prying one of those open might induce some kind of an exhilaration for most folks, for me, opening said entity means keeping it at a safe distance because I don't like loud surprises, you see. I do get a bit anxious when it comes to jack in the boxes, too.
So Greg relates those first glutinous, cinnamony bites to breakfasts with his mom, times of deep conversations or when waking up to those rolls suggested a simple 'I love you' in terms of her own motherly language.Read More