triggers of old memories, which is hard.

And which can also sabotage the process... ;0

Of course, because that attitude is what
renders these draconian measures necessary in
the first place.

I think I'll just leave it all to the kid... serve him right for never
coming home, and leaving his problems to me... (G)

Heh. Maybe he'll find a willing taker for the
reading material.

The frenzy of cleanup loses a lot of stuff.

Especially with many hands... and not really paying attention to that which is being boxed up to move, either... :)

As I've discovered, paying attention is not the
primary value at this point.

Unless one is looking for something in particular....

Then there's the throwing up one's hands
in despair and giving up thing.

One does get to that point, true... ;/

So we let the scavengers take over. Which makes
me think why on earth I allowed you to be among
them.

... They don't even sell this to white people, it's that intense.

H'm.

Tag courtesy, of course, of Jim Weller... :) And the "oriental" salad seemed indeed to be "white folks" material... ;)

Yes ... you two are the honorary nongringos.

Richard and I confused a restaurant proprietor yesterday... Edith wanted
to go to Nam Vang, a Vietnamese family restaurant (I reported on an
earlier visit there with my friend Cathy to Ruth Hafley recently).. My
second visit there, Richard and Edith's first... I ordered duck noodle
soup, which I'd tried to order first time there and they were out of it,

That seems perfectly normal to me.

Richard ordered the porkchop plate, and Edith ordered a beef pho (having asked the young waiter what HE would be eating at home from the

You see, HE isn't going to know how to
interpret that question. Even if he said so,
it's far from certain that he would be
eating the pho at home.

options)... The older gentleman couldn't understand why I'd ordered
something "nobody ever orders", the implication being white folks...
Richard said, it's on the menu... (G) I explained a little further,
that I liked duck, liked trying new-to-me items, etc... I almost claimed
my honorary Asian status, but stopped a little short of that... (G)

So they had to find the duck? Reminds me of
the story I might have told before, where
Ludwig Bemelmans was dining with a friend
at a place called Cutlets from Every Animal.
They decided to be mean and order elephant
schnitzel, whereupon this exchange (paraphrase)
occurred

= We'd like the elephant schnitzel [snicker, snicker].
- You two gentlemen are dining alone tonight?
= Yes ...
- There are no colleagues joining you tonight?
= No ...
= No young ladies meeting you for dinner?
= No ...
- Well, you cannot expect that for just a party
of two we can cut up our only elephant.

Apparently "white folks' don't order the porkchop plate all that often, either, nor ask for tea... Richard wondered about what the tea leaf was,
the taste and odor reminded him of the leaf that "dump" comes in for dimsum... so the gentleman checked it out for us... turned out to be
pandan leaf.... that seemed to impress him, too, that we appreciated an
"odd" tea... ;) I suspect that we became memorable... he did remember
me already from the first visit...

I'm not a fan of pandan except as a flavoring
for rice.

Bubor cha cha coconut jelly
cat: New Year; dessert
servings: 6 to 8

200 g yam
200 g sweet potatoe
12 g pk agar agar
1/2 L water
250 g superfine sugar
4 pandan leaves (omit if unavailable)
1 L coconut cream
1/2 ts red food coloring

Peel yam and sweet potato; slice into strips of 10 cm
x 1/2 cm x 1/2 cm. Steam 8 - 10 min until tender.

Dissolve agar agar in water. Add sugar and pandan
leaves. Bring to a boil and stir. Off heat, add
coconut cream and stir well.

Remove 1 1/2 c agar mixture into a rectangular plastic
container and stir in food coloring. Refrigerate until
firm; cut jelly into strips.

Wash and drain a large rectangular container; do not
dry. Pour 2 ladlefuls of the white agar mixture into
the container. Arrange a layer of sweet potato and yam
strips over this. Pour another ladleful of white mixture
over; arrange pink agar strips over this. Add another
ladleful of white mixture and the remaining sweet potato
and yam strips over this; fill with white agar. Refrigerate.
Slice across when firm.

The Sunday Times (Singapore), 16 Jan 05
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Quoting Michael Loo to Nancy Backus on 06-07-18 15:13 <=-

triggers of old memories, which is hard.

And which can also sabotage the process... ;0

Of course, because that attitude is what
renders these draconian measures necessary in
the first place.

I think I'll just leave it all to the kid... serve him right for never coming home, and leaving his problems to me... (G)

Heh. Maybe he'll find a willing taker for the
reading material.

Other than being mostly footloose and fancy free, he tends to be into
the reading material himself... And he'd better take all the genealogy
stuff, he professes to be interested in that himself... and I inherited everything from his father's side from Richard's Mom... ;)

The frenzy of cleanup loses a lot of stuff.

Especially with many hands... and not really paying attention to that which is being boxed up to move, either... :)

As I've discovered, paying attention is not the
primary value at this point.

Unless one is looking for something in particular....

Then there's the throwing up one's hands
in despair and giving up thing.

One does get to that point, true... ;/

So we let the scavengers take over. Which makes
me think why on earth I allowed you to be among
them.

Dunno really how much I'll actually scavenge... ;) We shall see... :)

... They don't even sell this to white people, it's that intense.

H'm.

Tag courtesy, of course, of Jim Weller... :) And the "oriental" salad seemed indeed to be "white folks" material... ;)

Yes ... you two are the honorary nongringos.

Richard and I confused a restaurant proprietor yesterday... Edith wanted
to go to Nam Vang, a Vietnamese family restaurant (I reported on an
earlier visit there with my friend Cathy to Ruth Hafley recently).. My second visit there, Richard and Edith's first... I ordered duck noodle
soup, which I'd tried to order first time there and they were out of it,

That seems perfectly normal to me.

And to me... there were plenty of good-sized duck pieces in the soup,
each with some amount of bone in it... which might have been a turnoff
for some, but I didn't mind it...

Richard ordered the porkchop plate, and Edith ordered a beef pho (having asked the young waiter what HE would be eating at home from the

You see, HE isn't going to know how to
interpret that question. Even if he said so,
it's far from certain that he would be
eating the pho at home.

Oh, I knew that... but there was no telling Edith that it was
impertinent and irrelevant as well... ;) The kid did volunteer that he
liked the plain beef better than the one with beef and meatball...since
he didn't care so much for the other... but he did seem just a bit
embarrassed at her questioning....

options)... The older gentleman couldn't understand why I'd ordered something "nobody ever orders", the implication being white folks...
Richard said, it's on the menu... (G) I explained a little further,
that I liked duck, liked trying new-to-me items, etc... I almost claimed
my honorary Asian status, but stopped a little short of that... (G)

So they had to find the duck?

Dunno.. they might just not have had any left the first day I tried to
order it... the other one I was interested in also wasn't your typical "roundeye" interest... it had blood sausage and I think maybe pork belly
in it...

Reminds me of the story I might have told before,
where Ludwig Bemelmans was dining with a friend
at a place called Cutlets from Every Animal.
They decided to be mean and order elephant
schnitzel, whereupon this exchange (paraphrase)
occurred
= We'd like the elephant schnitzel [snicker, snicker].
- You two gentlemen are dining alone tonight?
= Yes ...
- There are no colleagues joining you tonight?
= No ...
= No young ladies meeting you for dinner?
= No ...
- Well, you cannot expect that for just a party
of two we can cut up our only elephant.

I do believe you've told that one before... ;) Good rejoinder...

Apparently "white folks' don't order the porkchop plate all that often, either, nor ask for tea... Richard wondered about what the tea leaf was,
the taste and odor reminded him of the leaf that "dump" comes in for dimsum... so the gentleman checked it out for us... turned out to be
pandan leaf.... that seemed to impress him, too, that we appreciated an "odd" tea... ;) I suspect that we became memorable... he did remember
me already from the first visit...

I'm not a fan of pandan except as a flavoring
for rice.

It made an interesting tea, and went well with the food... though I do
prefer green tea, generally... :)

ttyl neb

... Contrary to popular belief, a cat is NOT a domesticated animal!

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