To Market, To Market

I accompanied Dad to Vivo City's Sheng Shiong a couple of days ago. We journied there after breakfast at Tiong Bahru Market, where Jie and us braved the sweltering heat for good $1 Tausuan.

I was still burning when we reached Vivo, and was so tempted to cart home a bottle of cordial and a plastic bag full of this:

to make quick cooling ice balls. Until, I saw an identical tray a couple of steps ahead. Look what it contained!

I almost retched at the thought of stuffing my face full of fish flavoured ice, thinking that it'd be the most disgusting gastronomical related thought I could encounter that day, until I saw this:


Somehow, I've managed to relish Pig intestines both large and small, especially if they're done with brown sauce and served with kway chap. I've tolerated Pig stomach doused in a peppery broth, grudgingly pushed grainy bits of liver down my throat, and made my way through crackling rinds encasing pork knuckle, but I've never managed to chew on Pig tongue. Maybe someday I will.

On to more interesting items.

There were oranges.

Which did not smell very sweet, so we did not buy them, and neither did we pick up their smaller counterparts

And I would have picked these up:

If not for our earlier decision to serve up some simple Aglio Olio.

On to a meme from Jie's blog, to be updated next!

Coffee Bubbles

Here's a snippet from a series of dialogues that somehow occurs between me and Jie whenever the topic of food and beverage arises (admittedly, its not word-for-word, but the gist and phrasal structures are the same):

Jie: I need coffee.
Me: There's nescafe in the kitchen.
Jie: Not that kind of coffee.
Me: What...
Jie: TCC has the best coffee, and we have the discount card.
Me:.....nescafe....kitchen......faster.....cheaper.......
Jie: Once in a while?

And then both adjourn to TCC.

So today something of that nature occured, and I had a mint frappe.

Top-down view is seldom nice, so close your eyes when you slurp!

(The green foilage is the mint leave, not a piece of the serviette.)

Somehow, I was more fascinated by the bubbles which formed at the top of the beverage, and kept their neat arrangement even as the quantity shrank.

And speaking of drinks, I somehow keep encountering beverages served up the same way as the tooth paste and cranberry ink mixtures. Remember, the average sized flimsy plastic container with grooves all around, and a concoction of water from God-knows-where + colouring.

Today's version was the same type of water + orange dye.