It's always fun to return to your childhood stomping grounds, especially with those you stomped with. I sat on the front porch for a couple hours waiting for Danielle arrive from Seattle, enjoying the breeze and (finally) a sense of peace. After the initial hugs and jumping around (because we hadn't seen each other in about 9 months) we decided to head out for good ole'
Teh Tarik and
Roti Paratah. This is at 1:30 in the morning, God bless Asia and its late-night culture.
Below is a photo that best captures Danielle's delight in being "home" and eating our comfort food. You can't hide sheer joy like this!

Anyway, today we got caught up at lunch and ended up missing our flight to Bali. I don't remember the last time I missed a flight, but we were able to bat our eyes at the agents who put us on the next one. For free. We're now at the airport, waiting to board - although we still don't know where we're going to stay. At least we're consistent with the last-minute details?
Alright, this was a quick post.. Just wanted everyone to know I'm alright, in great company, and finally feel like I'm back on track!
Much love from Singapore,
Riani
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Call me old-fashioned or childish, but there is nothing better than ice cream on a warm(
ish) day (or to stuff your face with when you're blue). While on the
Gold Coast in Australia, I visited a strawberry farm - which had homemade ice cream with fresh berries layered through it. I felt like I was five, stuffing my face with the berry goodness!
But I'm back in Sydney now, which has
sideways rain, high winds and plummeting temperatures. I'm wearing my leather jacket, two sweaters and my
pashmina and STILL freezing! If I wanted this weather, I would have stayed in Seattle.
So please enjoy summer for me. If you're in Seattle, check out my old
digs,
The Mix and get a "Home Sweet Home" [which consists of sweet cream ice cream (NOT THE YOGURT) with strawberries and
graham cracker].
Ooooh, how delightful it is!
Eat some ice cream for me. Please.
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Put your
Vera Wang flat wear away, give your dishwasher a break and wash your hands... because tonight we're eating off leaves! One of the things I love most about Asia is the mish-delish food, the hot spices, the grated ginger, the knotted
pandan leaves and aromatic lemongrass. There's a great little Indian restaurant near
Karen's place that has great curries that you eat off of
banana leaves. I thought I would snap a few quick pictures for documentation.

Basmati rice with chicken curry and UFO's (Unidentified Fried Objects)

Karen and I feast on the spread before us, and thank the food gods that our stomachs are made of cast-iron, because most of my wimpy American friends would have not been able to take the heat and the oilyness. (
Andrew,
Danielle,
Jake - you guys are exceptions.)

I think dinner came out to be around $4 for everything... With such amazing prices, it's difficult to rationalize actually cooking at home, since going out is usually cheaper. The only problem with that, is Riani will balloon out again, since the food is mostly fried. (Hence trying to eat healthy.) I would also like to point out that I ran 5k yesterday, so I'm not doing so bad.
Footnote: If you haven't read the book
Eats shoots and leaves, you really should. So you'll hopefully have better grammer than I, or is it me?
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Late Saturday night, a friend of mine I met at
the Attic (which is a great neighborhood lounge in Bangsar that I was singing at) invited me out. Apparently, he had an open seat for a seafood dinner and fireflies... What
Quanxing meant by that I wasn't so sure, but judging by his blogpost, neither was he:
A couple days ago, one of my childhood friends from Malaysia dropped me a message that said "Hey this Sunday we're going for seafood and fireflies. Wanna join?". Ok so I know what seafood is, y'know food from the sea and all. I also know what fireflies are, there were a ton of them back in Houston. But how does one go for fireflies? At first I thought maybe it was a bar, so not wanting to be completely retarded, I googled "Firefly Bar Malaysia" and nothing particularly relevant showed up. So then I thought, hmmmm maybe this is some crazy Malaysian thing, like we would go and have deep fried fireflies for desert after the seafood or something. Before everybody starts thinking I'm crazy, please keep in mind you are reading the blog of someone who went down to Southern China last year to eat deep-fried maggots (tasted like fries) as well as this monstrously huge snow worms (tasted like cream puffs), and that I've also always wanted to try monkey brain too (Ok I admit I'm a lil crazy but only just a little bit, I swear). In any case, its turns out that Kuala Selangor is this little kampong town about an hours drive away from Kuala Lumpur and its famous for its seafood and for this boat ride where you can watch tons of fireflies.
I should mention this boy is even more screwed up than I am. He's a Chinese-Malaysian British citizen but speaks with a thick American accent. Where did he go to college? In St. Louis of all places, I was terribly confused. Apparently, he was as confused about me as well... Of all the places he thought I was from, The United States wasn't one of them. (Score one for the international accent!)

Here's the Asian side of Quanxing coming out... (His boys in St Louis call him Q) Take a picture, take a picture! At this point, we had decided we'd have dueling blog posts about the event... I think I'm going to win. Why? Because I've incorporated his post into mine, my pictures are bigger, brighter and more colorful AND I've actually linked to other posts... Score one for Washington.
I didn't really get the opportunity to take pictures of the fireflies, because we were riding in this dinky little sampan that I swear was gonna flip over if I sneezed so I didn't want to risk my camera falling into the water, but I managed to take a couple pictures of the town and the restaurant.
What a girl, the boat was completely stable and I even had my camera with me. The coolest part of the boat ride (you know, besides the awesome Christmas lights) was that our gondolier was getting text messages all the time. I love how technology has brought people together. The other cool thing was the youth's understanding of ecology and how important the fireflies were. He voiced his frustrations with people catching the fireflies in jars - only to have them die by the end of the night. Without the fireflies, he would be out of a job - as well as the many hundreds who are supported by the touristy activity.
Here's a little ecology lesson... Fireflies are a indicator species in their eco-system. They are the canary in the coal mine, if you will. When they start dying, it means somethings wrong with the environment. Other such species include frogs (because they are more susceptible to changes through their semi-permeable skins) and butterflies. Alright, I'll stop there before you guys think I'm too dorky. (Probably too late)

This is a picture of the restaurant we had dinner at (complete with token white girl presenting the restaurant.) They had some great crab (no, not chili crab or black pepper), I think it was some weird sweet and sour sauce. We also had scallops, fried squid, oh oh and the prawns were fantastic too.
I think the best part was the deep fried bread, I mean... Why don't we have that in the states? I also loved how when we were done, Yuen-lee (one of the girls in our party of four) polished EVERYTHING else off. The crab, the bread, the scallops, everything. Girl was my hero.
I took this picture right after dinner. I think its the purdiest one since I've come to Malaysia. The river itself is kinda murky and polluted. Wouldn't want to go swimming down there, but having dinner right on top of the water was really cool.
I would have to concur with my mid-west host, it was an awesome sunset and he took an awesome photo (good job with the boat!). The water is usually silted Quanxing, not because of direct dumping pollution (although it is a factor) but because of deforestation. The good brown earth is falling into the water since it's not held by tree roots, causing the river to look so murky.
This is right outside the restaurant as well. I know this place looks kinda like a weird third world country, but its really similar to lets say, a border town in Texas. That's all I have for right now, hopefully I'll be able to make a couple of other interesting trips around Malaysia in the near future.
I love that boarder towns in Texas is like a Malaysian Kampung. Muhahahahha. Anyway, that's it for now. I'd love to thank Q for letting me use his post in mine, hopefully we'll have more tag-team adventures to report to you fine folks. But until then, that's all, y'all!
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Edible window dressing at Fortnum and Mason's.
While visiting my
fave professor a couple of days before my trip to London, the subject of must-visit places came up. Wolf's eyes lit up like
roman candles and suggested a visit to Fortnum and Mason. "Every scrumptious and delectable edible can be found there," he proclaimed, and I have not been disappointed.
Fortnum and Mason is like the
Tiffany's of food, where you can find
Roasted Artichoke,
Nonpareil with Muscat Marmalade and
Major Grey Fresh Mango Chutney. If you're in London, I would stop by this over 200-year-old store (1707) and pick up some lovelies to munch on during Sunday morning breakfast back home.

Great on scones with
clotted cream, or in PB&J sandwiches (for those die-hard Yanks out there) the blackcurrant preserves are mish-delish.

Easter is almost here, so as I walk through the store, it's chocolate chocolate chocolate!

Another window dressing, who ever is their visual merchandiser is, they REALLY know what they are doing. It reminds me of steam-ship yesteryear, picnics with crisp white linen and polished silverware... Amazing!
Here's a video from my wonderful Sunday high-tea visit with a fellow transplanted Londoner... Although I'll be losing that title as of Tuesday. =(
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