Cupcakes

Cupcakes making is my first attempt at mixing eggs, flour and sugar to get this wonderful fluffy meringue. It was a humbling experience in patience and precision to get it right.

With an extra touch, these cupcakes took on a life of their own.

Chocolat

How do you show the love for your man? Through his stomach on his birthday.

Capturing the heart with chocolate ganache, butter, flour and sugar.

Berries

Been on a hiatus as I was learning how to bake.

This strawberry shortcake was my first attempt in blending flour and sugar to create the batter that would produce a soft sponge cake. The aesthetic and taste were incredible.

Feeling satisfied with my Samsung note food photography.

Yum

Hokkaido cream cheese in a bottle, sugoi !

It feels like being in Sapporo again, sitting at the train station cafe savouring this dessert last Spring. Nostalgic tastes so yummy on my tongue.

Pop

Happiness is Ikura popping in my mouth. I closed my eyes and feel the ocean gurgling in my mouth.

Humble Italian Food

The chef at this inconspicuous Italian food stall did not have a shiny signboard. Only one small sign said “trained in Le Cordon Bleu”.

My curiosity was piqued and ordered a Worcester Sauce Chicken and Aglio Olio angel hair with rosemary chicken.

The food that came was piping hot and tasted amazing!

Coming from this humble-loooking stall, it gave a new meaning to you can’t judge the food by their looks.

Old School Noodles

Old school hokkien mee from the neighborhood coffee shop.

Rich in broth, meat, seafood and sambal chilli. Yum!

Old School Food

Old school kaya toast and 60-cent coffee and tea. Not from franchised coffee chain like Toast Box or Ya kun, just good old neighborhood coffee stall.

The best nostalgia and authenticity are just around the corner of the block.

Oishii 9 – No frills

The Japanese believe in enjoying ingredients in its raw fresh form. This seafood don has no seasoning, just plain old goodness of the ocean.

And we found it not in a fancy upmarket restaurant, but a small shop tucked in a corner after a long street of restaurants catered for tourists in Otaru, Hokkaido. Following the local scent led us here and this policy has not failed us once again.

Oishii 8 – Shelly

Shell food from the the market to the charcoal grill, and everything just pops out deliciously.