a Secret Recipe for failure

some weeks ago i found myself at Secret Recipe in Malacca. in Malacca. of all the places we could have gone to in a town famed for incredible Peranakan cuisine, we had to collectively gravitate towards the most convenient and familiar place: a shopping mall. now, Secret Recipe isn’t bad. their pastas are pretty decent, [...]

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of cabbages and queens

i keep promising myself i’ll keep a diary. not a diary where i write down my thoughts, but a notation of what i did from day to day – can’t remember it otherwise. i’ve forgotten what i did every single day of the past month, and twitter isn’t much help since i don’t really tweet [...]

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