Asian Adventure: Day 5

So I guess it's day 5 of my Asian adventure. Depending, of course, on which time zone you're thinking about.

First meal in Singapore #seattleite

Since arriving here LATE Saturday night, I've eaten Indian food, French food, Vietnamese food, Paranakan food and Starbucks. It's that kind of place: you can literally get anything here.

And it's all delicious. The tropical climate means things grow here and it's all super fresh and delicious. Does sweating burn calories? Cuz that seems to be my primary activity right now and I'm going to need some serious activity to burn off all the delicious food I'm eating. 

On to the real topic: sweating. It is 88 degrees and 90% humidity pretty much every day here. Today feels cooler though, so maybe it's only 87. Those of us who are from Seattle (where it is frequently the same temperature as the inside of a Singaporean refrigerator) are just not used to this kind of weather. I'll adapt, I'm sure, but in the meantime my hair has not been seen in any form other than a bun (not even a ponytail, just a bun) and I just show up sweaty. A lot.

Like freshman moving day in Columbia kinda sweaty. Only I'm supposed to be a "business lady". So instead of sweating through a sorority t-shirt, I'm sweating through work clothes. Oh well....

DOLA?

Downside of Living Alone? 


It's not totally a downside...maybe just a side-effect. Or an oddity. Or  something.


It has to do with food. 


When I grocery shop, I tend to buy things that are on sale. Especially produce. Things that are in-season are fresher, better and more likely to be on sale. So that's what I do. And if something's on REAL good sale, I buy a lot. 


This is a great strategy for buying healthy, affordable groceries. Not so much for making meals that aren't bizarre.


As a result, I tend to eat a lot of side dishes. Most things that my mother would consider a side dish, I consider dinner. For example, this week, because cabbage was on sale, I made an awesome cabbage/apple slaw. And proceeded to have that for dinner. It was delicious. But it was a side dish.


I consider this a side effect of living alone. It's rarely worth the effort for me to plan and cook a full meal for just myself. Between the shopping and preparing and cooking - AND DISHWASHING (reminder: my apt does not have a dishwasher. I wash everything by hand.) - it's just not something I'm into. 


So I guess I'll continue having side dishes for dinner. Maybe I should reinstate family dinner night for FrankieWayne and The Tad. Hmmm....

Korean Monkey Baby is greatly pleased

Last night was Family Dinner #4. Modifying a recipe from PattyCake, I made white chicken enchilada casserole, with chips & salsa and rice & beans.

Evidence that it was pretty bangin':
- everyone went back for seconds
- I greatly pleased Korean Monkey Baby
- I got 4 high fives and a slap on the ass
- The Tad* said it was good...twice**
- FrankieWayne mumbled (through a mouthful) that it was really good
- they asked if we could have this again next time, too

In case I havent mentioned lately that I LOVE family dinner...let me just say it now. I LOVE FAMILY DINNER!

*The Tad is generally referred to as "my idiot friend". However, there are two subjects about which I will always trust The Tad: the internet and food.
**The Tad does not give compliments. The Tad generally makes fun of you using slightly offensive references to show his superiority over you.