freedom
courage
patience
Free shoutbox @ ShoutMix
> welcome to my life
> we try hard to be poets
> c'mere, fatty!
> fröhliches Weihnachten
> my good friday
> F.U, Berlin!
> fun with friends
> unni?
> kuishinbo
> May 2007
> June 2007
> July 2007
> August 2007
> September 2007
> October 2007
> November 2007
> December 2007
> January 2008
> February 2008
> March 2008
> April 2008
> May 2008
> June 2008
> July 2008
> August 2008
> September 2008
> October 2008
> November 2008
> December 2008
> January 2009
> February 2009
> March 2009
> April 2009
> May 2009
> June 2009
> July 2009
> August 2009
> September 2009
> October 2009
> December 2009
> February 2010
> April 2010
> June 2010
> September 2010
> October 2010
> November 2010
> December 2010
> January 2011
Edit: Adobe Photoshop CS2*
Fonts: Dafont*
Brushes: x
Image: o
Host: Blogger* Photobucket*
Thanks: Blogskins*
Before I came to Japan, I remember my friend telling me that I should learn to cook, and that cooking is fun. I kind of scoffed at the idea, because I couldn't really imagine myself in the kitchen. Or rather, I knew full well that I'm pretty useless in the kitchen. For a month after coming here, I basically ate out every night, gaining pleasure from trying the different cafes in the area. Maybe it was inevitable that I'd get bored of so-called outside food, because I was used to going home for dinner in Singapore at least once a week, usually more. So started my foray into the world of cooking. The current situation is the opposite of what it was at the beginning - I basically eat in every night, and venture out into the cold occasionally for a change of environment. Amazingly enough, I find cooking fun. There's satisfaction in knowing that I'm capable of preparing my own meals, there really is! So much so that I find it a little hard to believe that up till now, some people are still eating out most of the time. (I've never seen them in the kitchen in my block.) Some people treat cooking as a social activity, ie if there are no friends cooking together with them, they wouldn't prepare their own food. On the other hand, to others cooking is a norm, a necessity; It doesn't matter whether or not they've got company. I realise that most of the girls on my level cook. Almost every day and night you'll see someone in the kitchen cooking something. We're so domestic!
... Then again, some people do it mainly to save money. =|
