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Friday Foods: Omelette The Way I Like It

kat's omelette with trumpet mushrooms, guanciale, and aioli at sante charcuterie
Photo bykthread

Eggs are one of the most versatile food stuff. There are so many uses for it and you can even have it on it’s own. One of my most favourite egg related food item are omelettes. You can do so much with it and the best of all, you can have it as a meal at any time of the day.

Omelettes are a must have breakfast item for me when I go for a holiday and when the urge strikes me, I even make it at home.

2 eggs, beaten
1/2 of a small onion, diced minutely
1 cup of fresh mushrooms, sliced into bite-sized pieces
1/2 cup grated cheese
2 slices of ham, sliced
1 tbs butter

Heat the butter in a non-stick pan until it’s melted. Throw in the onion, ham slices and the mushroom. When the mushrooms and onions are soft, add in the egg.

Swirl the egg around to cover the pan. Mix the mushroom around in the egg before it starts to set to get all the mushroom covered with eggy goodness.

Let it set a little and dump in the cheese over the egg.

When the bottom omelette is all set, carefully fold it in half and continue cooking until the omelette is cooked through.

Serve with mash, sausage or my favourite, baked beans.

Note: I love using fresh mushrooms because the taste is totally different from the canned ones. I prefer using button, Swiss brown and portobello mushrooms for omelettes but you can put in any type of mushroom that you like.

I typically use chicken ham or turkey bacon due to the fact that I don’t take pork.

As for the cheese, I like cheddar mixed with edam but you can put in any type of cheese that your heart desires.

Why I Go To Book Stores, And The Things I Do There

French Quarter Book Store
Photo by LOLren

Every couple of weeks, I would drop by the big bookstore in town just so that I get my fix of book fondling.

Yes, I love to fondle books; molesting their spine, take in the scent of fresh, clean pages and flipping the pages to feel the breeze against my face. I have a book fetish and I’m not ashamed of it.

I love walking through the stacks, trailing my fingers against the spine of the books and reading the titles and the name of the authors, until one strikes my interest. If the book interests me enough, I may consider buying it. More often than not, I would go home with a book or two.

I’d admire the cover art of the books and compare the different cover art for the same book, if there is any.

I’d check out the new arrivals, even though I’ve already checked them out the last time I was there, which could be just be the week before.

The three major sections that I would always check out are the fantasy, horror and graphic novels sections, just to check if they’ve brought in anything new since the last time I checked.

I would pour over the collection of Moleskine products that they have and covet the different notebook selections that they have.

At the end of the few hours that I can spend at the bookstore, I would reluctantly leave the bookstore and look forward to the next time I can drop by.

Dear Coffee

Cafe Latte
Photo bykkmarais

Dear Coffee,

I seem to have a love/hate relationship with you. Right now, I’m so full of love for you that I don’t know how I’m going to deal with not having you around when Ramadan rolls in next month.

How am I to wake myself up and start the gruelling day at work if I can’t have you? Heck, I can’t even have your sister, tea. No caffeine fix for me in the day and you know that I can’t have you in the evening either. It’s not that I can’t sleep but the caffeine-fuelled dreams are never restful.

I’m going to miss the sweet, bitter scent of you, especially since I found a cheaper alternative to the horrendously expensive local coffee at the food court near the office.

I may not have you often due to the fact that too much caffeine reduces the amount of iron my body absorbs, and that’s bad for regular blood donors like me, but that doesn’t make me love you any less.

And so my love, I shall see you again in September, when the fasting month ends and the celebration for Eid begins.

Much Love,

Not Writing Enough

One of the best ways to write better is to write constantly, every day. Write about everything you see, you hear, make up stories and the like.

And that’s why I don’t write as well as my friends and the writers I adore. I don’t write enough.

Being busy with life shouldn’t be an excuse to not write. Neither is the lack of ideas or mood.

If I want this enough, if I was serious enough about writing, I should write more, shouldn’t I?

writing in progress

Friday Foods: Shakshuka (Poached Eggs In Spicy Tomato Sauce)

Photo by Joe and Jo

I saw a variation of this dish a long while ago on the Food Network, though they used bacon to flavour the oil and then to sprinkle on the top. While looking for that recipe, I found something similar but more Asian/Middle Eastern.

1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil
5 Anaheim chiles or 3 jalapeños, stemmed,
seeded, and finely chopped
1 small yellow onion, chopped
8 cloves garlic, crushed
1 tsp. ground cumin
1 tbsp. paprika
1 28-oz. can whole peeled tomatoes,
Kosher salt, to taste
8 eggs
1/2 cup crumbled feta cheese
1 tbsp. chopped flat-leaf parsley
Warm pita, for serving

Heat oil in a 12″ skillet over medium-high heat. Add chiles and onions and cook, stirring occasionally, until soft and golden brown, about 6 minutes. Add garlic, cumin, and paprika, and cook, stirring frequently, until garlic is soft, about 2 more minutes.

Put tomatoes and their liquid into a medium bowl and crush with your hands. Add crushed tomatoes and their liquid to skillet along with 1/2 cup water, reduce heat to medium, and simmer, stirring occasionally, until thickened slightly, about 20 minutes. Season sauce with salt.

Crack eggs over sauce so that eggs are evenly distributed across sauce’s surface. Cover skillet and cook until yolks are just set, about 5 minutes. Using a spoon, baste the whites of the eggs with tomato mixture, being careful not to disturb the yolk. Sprinkle shakshuka with feta and parsley and serve with pita, for dipping.

Note: I’ve not yet tried out this recipe yet, so if you do, tell me how it goes.

I Wonder What First-Time Visitors To Singapore Think

When they go through the city and experience life here as a non-local?

Photo by jjcb

I wonder what do they think of the clean streets and beaches, without knowing that there’s an army of cleaners who work very hard in the wee hours of the morning to clean up the mess that we, ‘responsible’ Singaporeans make.

I wonder what do they think of the strange, seemingly owner-less tissue packets on the tables in the hawker centres and food courts. I wonder if they think it’s complimentary for guests.

I wonder what do they think of the never ending construction every where. Do they feel it a good thing? An inconvenience?

I wonder what runs through their minds when they go to the local clubs and see people dancing like this.

I wonder what do think of the Singaporean obsession with queueing up for everything and anything, even if they don’t really know what they’re queueing up for?

Or how rude and ugly the commuters can get if they happen to encounter them during peak hours, off peak hours, every hour of the day while on the ‘public’ transport.

I wonder if they’ll ever come back.

And So, An Era Of Harry Potter Comes To An End

I was twenty when the first Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, came out in the cinemas and I went to watch it. That was a decade ago and yesterday, I went to watch the last instalment of the Harry Potter movies.

harry DH

I’d always had the policy of reading a book first before watching the movie and that was the main reason for me to pick up Harry Potter & the Philosopher’s Stone, so that I can tell which parts were changed or omitted from the movie. Philosopher’s Stone led me to Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban and Goblet of Fire. I read the first four books of the series in under a month. I never thought that as an adult, I would have been obsessed with a book series geared towards kids but I was. There was just something about the world of Harry Potter that just drew you in and wouldn’t let you go.

Over the next ten years since that first movie, I would spend many hours reading and re-reading the books, placing my pre-orders for Order of the Phoenix, Half-Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows and reading the books in one sitting, missing meals and refusing to interact with anyone until the books were done.

In fact, it was this Harry Potter obsession that got me into blogging in the first place.

The anticipation of getting the latest Harry Potter book or waiting to watch the latest Harry Potter movie is something I can’t describe to someone who isn’t a Harry Potter fan. The feeling of being a part of a group of people who love everything about the books, the story, the world that J.K. Rowling built for us, is just amazing. So I know that I won’t be the only one who’s privately mourning the end of a wonderful series.

Truth be told, I had mixed feelings about watching Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows Pt 2. I was excited, of course, as it’s a Harry Potter movie but at the same time, sad as it’s the last one. The whole world saw Daniel Radclife, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint grew from the cute little kids they were, into the beautiful adults that they are now.

What no one expected was how much Matthew Lewis would change in the ten years since they casted him as the chubby, clumsy, yet brave Neville Longbottom.

neville longbottom chamber of secrets

That kid got hot!

neville DH

The movies are like a sacred thing for me and I refuse to let anyone get in the way of me enjoying them. Prisoner of Azkaban (or what should have been called, the movie where Hermione Granger took centre stage because she looked good in a tight, pink sweater) was my least favourite movie (and book) out of the entire series and yet, I watched it twice and I told a boy who looked no more than ten, to shut to fuck up (rather loudly) because he just wouldn’t shut up with the comments throughout the enter movie. Yes, I can be that mean to little kids if they don’t keep quiet while I’m watching Harry Potter.

Anyway, when Deathly Hallows ended, I felt like I’d just said goodbye to a very good friend. I was sobbing through parts of the movie, despite already knowing the ending since I read the book at least twice. I wasn’t the only one sobbing in the theater. I thought that they did a really good job turning the second half of the book into the movie. I’d always had trouble trying to picture the Battle of Hogwarts and I loved that the scenes from the book that happened not from Harry’s POV, were translated on screen.

If you haven’t seen the movie yet, it’s definitely a must watch.

I know that Harry Potter will never really end, what with the upcoming Pottermore, and to paraphrase Dumbledore, Harry Potter will only truly end when there are none who are still loyal to him. As I’m looking forward to introducing the magical world of Harry Potter to my kids one day, I don’t think it’ll end at all.