I was with Dad in the nursing home this evening. At one point he took my hand in his, looked me in the eye and uttered, "Happy birthday!" A moment of perfect lucidity that made me shed a happy tear.
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Last week I came across a recipe, written in Chinese, for Miso Pork that called for 梅花肉。It was rather perplexing not knowing which part of ... -
I've fallen head over heels with Japan. And I haven't even visited the country yet. But it's hard not to appreciate all thin... -
Here's my photo of a much-too-sweet banana bread that I won't be making again. Today as I was making this banana bread, I suddenly r...
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"My name is Vicious and I'm a hairy worm." The three separate visits to the doctor didn't help. First it was flu... -
We grieve because we have loved. A young sage once told me that grief comes and goes in waves. It has been a month but still grief hadn'...
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Did you know that I used to live in Jalan Bukit Ho Swee when I was a toddler? My parents would go to work, leaving me with the granny who l...
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