Text from Dad the other day:
“My dearest, Have u got enough money to meet yr expenses? Please do not hesitate to tell dad ya! & don’t compromise on yr foods yo!”
I love my old man. I’m almost 30, but he still thinks I’m a 3 year old who doesn’t know to put food in her body. So we need evidence. This is me feeding myself, Dad!
p.s. I have no idea if the “yo” is a typo or intentional.
Bak kwa guacamole FTW

I’d thought few dishes could surpass bak kwa spinach omelette, but turns out I gotta eat my own words. Gladly. Yum.
Made some guacamole today and had zero idea what meat to pair it with. Obviously I wasn’t idea-less for long. I’d also half started tossing a salad (purple cabbage, red peppers, zucchini), so in went liberal amounts of ham and my favourite bak kwa.
Dumped the guacamole on it and KAPOW! Fusion awesomeness.

The purple cabbage is a surprising champion ingredient, but not the zucchini ‘coz of its slight bitterness.
I’m sorry zucchini, you didn’t make the dream team.

Bak kwa (barbecued honey pork) spinach omelette - this may be the best breakfast of my life.
Thank you Gladys for leaving vacuum packs of bak kwa behind. My tummy will certainly be vacuuming them up.
For those of you who don’t know, which is er, everybody except maybe Jo and Denise, my goal this year is to get insanely lean and fit. Which means tons more meat, vege, and way less carbs (any eating plan that involves more bak kwa is genius!) - on top of my Jillian Michaels ‘Ripped in 30’ routine. Jillian Michaels, you are a monster and I love you.
Honestly, bak kwa completes me.
I don’t really like beaches, but some of my buddies own private islands.
He’s trying hard to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, isn’t he?
Mitt Romney went to the Daytona 500 NASCAR race Sunday for what should have been a chance to show he’s one of the guys. Instead, in casual conversation with an Associated Press reporter at the Florida track, he reminded people once again that he is not exactly a regular Joe.
Asked by the AP reporter if he follows NASCAR, Romney responded, “Not as closely as some of the most ardent fans. But I have some great friends who are NASCAR team owners.”
Democrats and liberals quickly ridiculed the remark on Twitter. “I don’t know people who fish but I know people who own yachts,” tweeted Brad Woodhouse, communications director of the Democratic National Committee. Ari Melber, a writer for the liberal Nation magazine who apparently was watching the Oscars, tweeted: “Do I like movies? Well I have some friends who own movie companies.”
No, really. Is he just fucking with us at this point? I imagine you make so much money that eventually, you run out of things on which to spend said money. So troll-rific presidential run?
“Mitt Romney then excused himself so that he could have a ‘refreshing swim in his money bin’.”
-Joe
New year resolution: To say yes
So far I have said yes to
1) Playing poker. Never had the slightest interest, but over the new year I had a 2-night crash course. Overall, $50 course fees for 2 rollercoaster nights. Why did I think I wouldn’t like poker?
2) Lighting firecrackers. After a childhood experience in which a firecracker burned my nose (carried a scarred nose around for new year visiting- nearly died of embarrassment), I’d sworn off lighting them myself. This year, following a cousin’s dare, I looked at my favourite, the super loud red firecrackers, gulped, and grabbed a lighter. Lit it, shrieked, jumped about a foot in the air and ran fast as I could.
May this be a scary, glorious year.






