Lost and found

My mug was broken (by someone) few months ago, and yet I haven’t been able to find a replacement that I liked.  Finally one day as I walked by a small shop, I saw it sitting on the top shelf and it made my day.  Perfect size, shape, color and material.  Actually I bought some nice cushions at the shop before but never thought of going back there to look for mugs.

Shop:  addiction

Address:  G/F, 15 Gough Street, Central, Hong Kong

Mission of the week:  Cake experiment.  Still going through page after page looking for delicious christmas recipes.  I wonder which flour/brand is the best for baking cakes.

Recent happy smell:  Voluspa mini Minaret Candle – Mirabelle

Normally I am not a fan of sweet smell, but this mirabelle candle’s got magic in it.  The tiny 2oz ceramic pot is way too cute.  “The tart fragrance of prized mirabelle plums grown on the fertile regions of Lorraine, France. Notes of green leaf, pear, tuberose, and freesia are expertly harmonized to reveal this plum’s inner secrets.”  So that strong sweet smell is derived from plums!!   The smell is anything but subtle.  It doesn’t smell like plum to me, but a combination of floral, sweet, unique, happy fragrances joyously married together, making it the perfect little gift for christmas!  I am keeping mine to light up for special moments.  For now I just open it from time to time to sniff at the sweet smell hahahaha.

What’s for dinner?

It’s super chilly today so I’ve decided to cook something warm and hearty for dinner.  I only had an hour to cook so I was set on making onion soup and pasta bolognaise.  Both dishes called for onion, and unfortunately I couldn’t find my stupid goggle in the kitchen so I was tearing up big time (cutting onion with a ceramic knife does help a little).  I had to melt the cheese on top of the soup in the oven, and as I removed the tray from the heated oven I realized my HEAT PROOF gloves were useless!  Almost burnt my hands…

Anyway the pasta and soup turned out great and even the toughest critic in the world, M, didn’t complain.

 

 

Hello my beloved blog here I come again

Haven’t updated this blog for couple months.  To all my beloved friends out there who haven’t seen me for a while, here’s what I’ve been doing:

• Going to art class every week
• Piano practice
• Play with Christian
• Watching top chef
• Lots of reading

Here’s what I am about to do this coming week:

• Start to work on my painting
• Experimenting with the lemon tart and panna cotta recipes that I found online at the David Lebovitz site
• More piano practice
• Order a bunch of books from Amazon

My skin is so shitty now coz I go to bed real late these days.  Must sleep early tonight.

 

Back to Hong Kong from Vancouver

Super tired will update soon.

Mr. Curiosity

A song by my favorite singer Jason Mraz.  Beautiful lyrics and arrangement.

hey mr. curiosity
is it true what they’ve been saying about you
are you killing me
you took care of the cat already
and for those who think it’s heavy
is it the truth?
or is it only gossip?

call it mystery or anything

just as long as you call me

i sent the message on

did you get it when i left it
see this catastrophic event
it wasn’t meant to mean no harm
but to think there’s nothing wrong is a problem

i’m looking for love this time
sounding hopeful but it’s making me cry
love is a mystery

mr. curious…

come back to me
mr. waiting ever patient can’t you see
that I’m the same the way you left me

in a hurry to spellcheck me

and i’m underlined already in envy green
and pencil red
and i’ve forgotten what you’ve said
will you stop working for the dead and return
mr. curious well i need some inspiration
it’s my birthday and i cannot find no cause for celebration
the scenario is grave but i’ll be braver when you save me
from this situation laden with hearsay, oh

i’m looking for love this time
sounding hopeful but it’s making me cry
love is a mystery
mr. curiosity
be mr. please
do come and find me

i’m looking for love this time
sounding hopeful but it’s making me cry
cause love is a mystery
mr. curiosity
ne mr. please
do come and find me

love is blinding when your timing’s never right
but who am I to beg for difference
finding love in just an instant
well I don’t mind
at least i’ve tried, well I tried…

Sunshine and fluffy clouds

Enjoy the moment.  Breezy.  Fragrance in the air.  Sunshine.  I am ready for anything that comes along.

A perfect day to play “the show” by Lenka.

Frustration

I get frustrated when I can’t totally be myself.  There’s a particular situation that constantly stirs up my ill feeling and I don’t know how to handle it.  I don’t wanna hurt anyone’s feeling but if I chosse to express how I truly feel, things might get ugly.  This constant struggle to break free from all this, versus staying quiet and pretend everything is ok is making me sick emotionally.  I wanna run from it because I don’t know what to do.  I am still looking for a way out.

Shanghainese wonton in soup

Homemade wonton is the best.  You can make a bunch and keep them frozen for months.

Recipe to follow…stay tuned.

Love for scented candles continues…

I am absolutely in love with Cire Trudon‘s candles, with their unique scents full of characters and imagery.  Each scent’s inpired by something, may it be a place, an era, a room, a person.  A brief history of this company: Established in 1643 by Claude Trudon, Cire Trudon is the most famous wax producing factory in France. As the provider of Louis XIV’s French royal court, as well as the most glorious cathedrals and churches over France.

The Wax: Cire Trudon candles are 100% paraffin-free and devoid of any secondary minerals derived from petrochemicals. Using a secret palm oil, rice, soy and coprah with wicks of pure cotton, all Cire Trudon candles do not contain any of the substances listed by OSPAR (referred to by Greenpeace). 100% biodegradable. Burn time of up to 70 hours.

The Glass: Cire Trudon travelled to Vinci in Italy to have master craftsmen realise its hand-blown candle glass. Its deep colour and its smart irregular profile varies for each glass, no two glasses are identical.

The Label: Sporting embossed golden letters, the gold label adorning our candles is produced exclusively for Cire Trudon by the oldest champagne label maker in France.

My favorites are La Marquise, Trianon and Ernesto.  Love to infuse my home with these lovely smells.

La Marquise

The cheerful and powdered air of a delicious boudoir; verbena and lemon stimulate the sensuality of the white flowers and the rose. This perfume at once, tender and clever, keeps up all the sharpness of Madame Pompadour’s conversations and the voluptuous charms of the Rocaille chic.

Trianon

The picking of hyacinths, roses, white flowers, wild herbs from the meadows and graminaceous plants, this bunch of flowers reminds us of an ideal nature, that of the Nouvelle Heloise and the country life dreams of Marie Antoinette. Vibrating with the memory of a summer evening and the warm scent of musk of torches, this candle is an homage to the Queen of taste who inspired so many candles to Maison de Cire Trudon.

Ernesto

In a hotel of Havana, sizzling under the stubborn sun of the Revolution, fierce overtones of leather and tobacco meddle with waxy silence of wood. Breaking out of the cool dimness, sly grimaces emerge, framed by the smoke of cigars and the barrels of guns.

TVC of the day

This commercial hit a soft spot of my heart.