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anyone lived in a pretty how town August 26, 2010

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anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

By E. E. Cummings

Mmm… missing the taste of Singapore August 25, 2010

Posted by silverlinedletters in glorious food, London, personal.
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Looking at this photo of chao tar bee hoon from ieatishootipost is making me hungry. Note to self: avoid surfing local food blogs while in the UK. Ever since I got to London, I’ve been having sandwiches/salads/soup for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I’d thought I’ll never say this but I actually miss having a warm bowl of rice or soup noodles. I especially miss unhealthy yong tau foo with fried meat balls and beancurd skin like the one from Lucky Plaza or Henderson Road. Because I’m not a big fan of instant mee, packet instant noodles aren’t a quick taste-of-home fix either. My flatmates Ronnie and Min-ju have each told me they’ll like to do a cook-out sometime soon. Hopefully, we’ll be sitting down to a piping hot meal of chinese food soon!

On the upside however, blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, apricots etc are very affordable here! There is always a generous serving of fruits at all CTLS receptions. Am really enjoying that πŸ™‚

Source: ieatishootipost

Hummingbird Bakery August 21, 2010

Posted by silverlinedletters in London, slice of heaven.
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This morning, while I was on skype with Moni, she instructed me to visit the Hummingbird Bakery @ South Kensington and to have their red velvet cupcake. I’m so glad I heeded her advice!

London Chronicles August 21, 2010

Posted by silverlinedletters in London, personal.
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By the river thames with Weibs and Ronnie

Outside the Natural History Museum

Wicked! with Weibs

When I first arrived in London, one of my best friends – Weibs was my tour guide. After a long-haul flight and an amusing jet-lag story, I was very happy and excited to see a familiar face in London. We travelled long and far on the first day: the river thames, st. margaret’s chapel, westminster, oxford street, outskirts of chinatown and we caught Wicked! the musical at night, which was well (I cannot resist the pun) wicked!

Perfect summer August 19, 2010

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Looking from the window above,

it’s like a story of love

can you hear me

– Only you,Β  Joshua Radin

My summer in snippets of words haphazardly strung together that’ll never do justice to how special it was:

Mastering the lemon cheesecake and going some way towards fulfilling my 2010 NY resolution, Operation Rescue Jude, Midnight movie run, Su-mae’s rad 21st birthday party, Quarubar – where Su-mae serenaded us and where the girls encouraged me to drink + drink more, Friday special + beach cycling + food fest @ East Coast Lagoon, Rochor beancurd suppers, Kite-flying and Sunset bay, Moni’s Marie Antoinette Party, Stealing food from Juliet’s kitchen, Juliet’s picnic party, Operation photo-frame making for Soomzee, Operation S.tart, Voyage de la vie and lounging in Jon Leong’s dressing room, Zipping off for a quick bubble tea catch-up with Melvin, Playing matchmaker, Midnight yongtaufoo supper, Fireworks + heart to heart conversation @ the marina barrage.

Perfect summer's night @ Marina Barrage

Buzz like a bee August 15, 2010

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This post’s for Su-mae whom I have the silliest and funniest conversations with about whether a certain artiste is married to another or more recently, whether a song is by a specific artiste. Last tuesday, after we’d walked 5, 6, 7, 8 levels up and down a carpark to locate her car, ‘Smile’ came on and I convinced her that she was hallucinating when she told me it was by Uncle Kracker. Though today I’d just found out that she’s right and I’m embarrassingly way off. And as I listen hard to the lyrics, I think they cannot be more apt, because dear soomzee, you are 10x better than all the silly men who break hearts and you always, always make me smile.

You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold
Buzz like a bee
….
Ohh you make me smile

Mr. Vegetable Car August 15, 2010

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Dear Vaid just booked tickets last night. Guess who I’ll be catching in concert this October in London?

Operation S.tart: A bake fest August 14, 2010

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I know I should be packing for London real soon, but I was looking through some old pictures and I stumbled upon some pictures Su-mae sent me in my “Downloads” folder.

Lemon cheesecakes

Fruit tart close-up

Neatly packaged tarts

This was taken two weeks ago when we got struck by Su-mae’s clever dose of inspiration and baked cream cheese tarts and mini cheesecakes. Egged on by Su-mae, we’d titled our bakefest “Operation S.tart” (our code name for something saucier!) The members of Operation S.tart are well, obviously Su-mae, Weibs and myself. The target of Operation S.tart remains unwitting!

I’m feeling a little twinge of pre-departure blues knowing that it’ll not be till December when the three of us will meet again. Weibs is traisping Scotland now and I’ll meet him for a brief three days in London when I touch down August 18. Then it’ll be till December when we make merry again πŸ™‚

Source: Photos and all credits belong to our favourite baking goddess

Once upon a time there was a tavern August 14, 2010

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β€œWe are more different now than when we were kids, but that’s the way old friends work, I think. With new friends, what you have in common is more circumstantial: colleges, jobs, hobbies, acquaintances-of-the-hour. What old friends share goes deeper than that, Your lives can branch off in completely different directions, but always you share that knot of a past β€” heartbreaks and sleep overs and screened-in porches β€” and the raw, peculiar memory of yourself which, in part, belongs to them.”

β€” Elise Juska

Met the secondary school girls for post-dinner drinks at Quaruba’r last night. I am really loving these monthly catch-ups which we’d only kick-started in May this year. With the resident clowns, usual suspects and alcohol to boot, there is always so much laughter and madness. We are really one kind of crazy when we get together. Lauret surprised me with a railcard, and Steph + Geri gave me the most meaningful going-away gift. Will really miss the dinners and the parties when I am away but the girls will always remain special + close to my heart.

Vegetable Car August 13, 2010

Posted by silverlinedletters in if music be the food of love.
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I was up early this morning trying to get tickets to the Joshua Radin gig in the UK. Then I found this youtube video of a live performance of ‘Vegetable Car’ from his Simple Times album which made me go aww… Such a quirky and sweet inspiration.