Summary of the last 30 days of Kulture Kween, the person and the blog, which are heavily based on the notes I scribbled down in my journal.…
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Let’s talk about pausing to take notice of the beauty in ordinary things. I am slowly losing a skill, especially if it's in my own backyard.…
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Kind of Hindu would make a perfect blog post (it's divided into two stories in the Kindle), but it is not something I'd pay $1.99 for.…
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Amma hugged me, enveloping me with her love. I wish I could put that motherly love into the recipe box and keep it with me forever.…
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I woke up today to a gloomy AF sky, a feverish body and the travel bubble announcement between Singapore and Hong Kong or wherever it's.…
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It was a Pufferfish (Fugu), and it'd puff itself if poked. She then told me to go ahead and poke it with my hand, really!…
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Inside one of the market wings in the Toyosu Fish Market, I was. Trying to imagine how it would feel to witness the auction from above. Separated by a glass window and height — easily a few meters away. Not sure how I would hear the auctioneers yelling – if at all. Definitely wouldn’t…
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My favourite Singapore food culture festival might just be the Mooncake Festival. Celebrated in mid-autumn, usually in September, to give thanks for the harvest. In short, it’s the Asian Thanksgiving. Mooncake You Say? Moon cakes themselves are dense, filled pastries. Some have a more dense, pie-like crust, while others have a flaky crust. The…
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Summary of the last 30 days of Kulture Kween, the person and the blog, which are heavily based on the notes I scribbled down in my journal.…
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It was almost 5 years ago when I had my first stroopwafel. My cousin’s friend, who was living in Amsterdam, took us to her favourite stroopwafel place in the city. I didn’t remember much of the place. Firstly, it was years ago, and secondly, because I was high. But I vividly remembered the stroopwafel…
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