Endoh’s Dungeon

My family is overseas for tour… and I love it. First, it’s the peace that I get. I have the entire place to myself and I play my music pretty loud without people banging my room’s door. Not that it is that loud, they just have something against the kind of music I listen to. Play anything to their liking, nothing’s too loud even when I am sleeping. Now you know the other reason why I am in desperate need to move out… when this affects my doing of music. It became a neccessity instead of want.

The other thing I like, is the complete freedom to cook my own food. Most housewives like my mum cooks the meals, so half the time even if they have a bad hair day and something weird ends up on the dining table - nothing much we can complain about. When it finally comes to a situation like now, many pampered people would pray for their quick return but not me. I wish they can stay overseas longer so I can do my own cooking.I had Japanese food and two Mcdonald’s meals over yesterday, I reckon today would be a good day to detox myself with some decent home cooked dinner. Yep, I skipped lunch with three cups of coffee and a cookie. I began to crave for Chicken Cabbage Soup again so very quickly I bought all the ingredients from NTUC. For tonight, I’m having…

Chicken Cabbage Soup

Tofu - Minced Pork

Oyster Sauce Baby Kailan

As I learnt cooking several years back after renting my own apartment out there, I began to understand what it seriously meant “children (no matter how old) are forever little kids in the parents’ eyes”. As I was browsing through NTUC, there was this lady who was trying to choose some fresh vegetables when her mum interrupted her. She told her mum she knew what she wanna buy and her mum just went yakkaty yakkaty yakkaty. Amusing scene to me, because I have such parents. Mum does most of the cooking, but apparently she thinks that I can’t even survive with a woman who can’t cook a decent meal. On the contrary, my elder sister can’t even cook a pot of rice without accidents. She doesn’t know how much water to put in. Beat that! And I thought preparing rice is one of the easiest, apart from instant noodles.

Sometimes I wish I could just tell her; Mum, I’m all grown up… I have lived by myself for two freaking years which you don’t know where… I have been sailing out in South China Sea for more than three years and prepared meals for my entire ship crew with half-past-six cooking skills. The only thing they can do is fried fried fried. That’s the easiest for them, until I joined their ship and shook my head at their cooking. One of the senior man in the ship and I - being the better cooks - volunteered to prepare meals for the entire ship instead of wasting precious ingredients at their hands. Sure, it cuts into our resting time… but at least I know I am eating better food and I go to rest a happier man.

Mum, why do you think I was snooping around the kitchen as a primary school child whenever you cook? I was stealing knowledge! Hahaha!

I think my elder sister has more to worry about not being able to get married than I do. With or without a woman, it doesn’t really makes alot of difference. Not like I can’t cook for myself?

Some may ask, what’s the big deal about home cooked food? The big deal is, throw the majority of Singaporeans in a war-zone, they are probably going to die of hunger instead of getting shot by bullets. McDelivery in Afghanistan? You’d wish! So why shouldn’t some of us be proud that we can fill our own tummy without relying on others? What’s even more humorous is whenever I hear “Singaporeans love food…” I tend to finish off the sentence in my heart with “… but they can’t cook!” Of course, a small handful of friends around me know how, and sometimes we cook and bring over to each other’s place for a mini-gathering.

I enjoyed my dinner thoroughly… what did you have?

Before

After

BURPPPPzzzzzzz!!!