yomeishu, the asian nightcap

nightcap
/ˈnʌɪtkap/

an alcoholic drink taken before bedtime.

yomeishu is one of those things that only adults would want to partake of, as with chicken’s essence (how is that name even appealing?) and eggplant.

my dad has a bit o’ the amber liquid every night before bed – and it’s really as asian as it gets: brewed with a hodgepodge of medicinal herbs, the japanese liqueur is meant as an everyday panacea.


I’ve seen that red box and dark bottle at home for the longest time – and it’s only recently that I got curious enough to have a taste.

it’s a pretty astonishing one – the liqueur is sweet and incredibly herbally – if you’ve ever been to an asian household and seen and SMELLED herbs brewing in a claypot over fire (usually done by the matriachs of the household), you’d recognise the intensity.



the dark bottle is topped with a distinctive red cap and comes with a plastic cup embossed with the same majestic bird atop. that cup should portion out the recommended 20ml serving – but I’d start slow, and go at it in sips until you take to the taste.

its appeal is likely that of a good amaretto or whiskey – beginners don’t usually take to its specific flavors, but connoisseurs wouldn’t see the fuss.

I’ve had three middling cups of it now, and it makes for that something-sweet I like after a meal. an acquired taste, but a pretty sophisticated one that deserves savoring – and even better that it comes with those health benefits, eh?

my point here, though, is that you should never diss your parents for their weird drinking and eating habits – you’ll grow up into them someday (and ain’t that the thing that really bites?)

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a lily, or a leek by any other name


just wanted to share these blooming leeks in my garden – aren’t they gorgeous? I didn’t know leeks bloomed!

and if there’s a horticulturist out there, could you possibly identify it? the googling ain’t helping!

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here’s to a brand new week (in a couple hours)!

happy chinese new year 2015

happy chinese new year to you and yours! may it be prosperous, delicious, and full of people you love and enjoy.

may your yusheng be tossed up with family and friends (and may it be full of delicious abalone or whatever fish catches your fancy).

and after you’ve got the most competent-in-mandarin person round your table to grace each ingredient with an auspicious phrase,

HUAT AH!

it’s a massive feast on my side, as it goes – the traditional steamboat replete with good marbled beef, succulent prawns, bouncy fishballs and lots of abalone; hainanese boiled chicken and the requisite auspicious dish of dried oysters cooked with mushrooms and fattchoy.

it’s a jolly good way to start the year (especially since the same good eating repeats at least six times in my celebrations).


when you’re ready to fill that tiny space always left for dessert – there are pineapple tarts and mochi and jelly and cake, and there are also marshmallow treats made by young cousins dipped in chocolate and crushed cornflakes, cheerio atop. and if that’s too much eating for you, perhaps a round of road crossing would help?

恭喜发财, and may you have a great year ahead!
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egg cups

I could – I could really do with one of these right now.

last night, a crime happened. my innocent, soft loaf of delicious, seedy (not seedy but seed-y), wholemeal bread was ripped from its sanctuary atop my oven and tossed to the floor, packet ripped open, bits of plastic and crumbs everywhere. when I gingerly lifted it from its prone position, the bread slices fell out like the saddest flood of emotion.

the suspects of this violation? the cat from next door, or a bird – whichever animal which had come in early last week to do the same unspeakable crime to a piece of jerky we had left wrapped on the counter.

pray for bread loaves everywhere, everyone. I hope you get to eat a lovely breakfast yourself full of eggs and ham and delicious things!

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p.s. as some quick instruction: flatten your slice bread with a rolling pin, cut into the four corners an inch inward, fit into a muffin pan, and fill with ham and cheese. top it off with an egg, and bake at 175c until jiggly but set. at the beginning, it’ll take longer than you expect, but it’ll finish faster than you’d think (the same can be said of the eating)!

mooning for cake

so, ok, don’t actually take that literally. I don’t need you to moon for cake – though it’s certainly as good a threat as any.

the random number generators for the giveaway have turned up 4 and 2, which means elean and jon are getting one each!

I hope you guys have a great day – the actual mid-autumn festival is on september the eighth, which means the mooncakes might actually reach you on time (phew).

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giveaways(!), august 2014

it’s nearly the weekend! and because I’m so excited for mine (and also because I am such a nice, gracious, amazing person), I would like to make yours pretty awesome too!

so… two giveaways! follow the flowchart up there, and let me know which prize you’d like.

but there ain’t no free lunch. I need to know your deepest, darkest secret before I’ll part with either prize. if you can’t do that, well, too bad then tell me about a vegetable dish you’d most like to snuggle up to.

no restrictions, you guys. just a note that mooncakes are pretty sweet and definitely not vegetarian, and contains nuts and eggs – so please make sure you aren’t allergic to all that (I might get you to sign an indemnity form, hmm). I’ll ship anywhere!

as for the festival, I have a pair of tickets to be given away for sunday, 28th sept 2014. get more detalis here – and go have a look if you’re in town! it sounds pretty awesome, food and drinks and cookery classes and shopping – if I were back in london, these tickets wouldn’t be coming to you!

blog work, home

I thought I’d share with you a little of what I do when I’m not out eating – there’s a lot of quality control that goes into these posts, though it could also be rightfully and justifiably said that I have a decent amount of OCD.

I hope you’re out eating something good, or doing some good. have a great weekend!

xx

p.s. I realize it might not be apparent here, but all those photos differ by perhaps a fraction of a degree. complete madness, as my sister might say.

bam-bam-bam-bam (hum to beethoven no. 5, please)

trepidation

I know it’s been a weekend of radio silence, but I am back – and I am excited, but also all sorts of hmm-maybe-I-shouldn’t-do-this. I’ll be trying out something new for the posts starting tomorrow, and it’s a format that gives me more creative control, and my random survey of (un)willing friends has turned up mostly positive (the rest of you, I’ve been crying myself to sleep).

please let me know what you think, and if you’re wondering if I would like the truth or something beautiful – then I would like the first, all done up as the latter.

see you tomorrow!

i’m instagrammin’, y’all

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#emergedfromrock #nowinstagramming #intheknow #followmemaybe #soannoying

is it just me who wants to punch something after all those tags? there’s something about the new social media that puts me off because of the #deathoflanguage that occurs from all these #genwhicharetheynow who feel like they’re being all #cool by summarising their lives into ‘inventive’ space-less words that follow the criss-cross of a #tictactoe grid.

but I’ve decided to give a go at the browbeating encouragement of friends, and perhaps it might be a way for you to inject even more #food #photography into your life?

you will get me with _andmorefood (don’t forget the underscore), and I’m going to go wash those hashes off my hands and brains now, thank you.

on a more serious note, I awoke to news this morning of the riot in little india. please keep safe, open-minded – and let us all do our part to keep this peace that lets us sleep soundly at night, and remember our roles in helping ensure it stays this way for ourselves and our children, and all to follow.

have a good day, all of you.
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