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Macarons Time
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Macarons Time

I’m not sure what’s worse, the 7-year old who declares in the minutiae of the start of school weekend, early-dropoff-fatigue, shoes-are-outgrown, need-art-supplies, sports-trials, that he should make macarons, or the 4-year old who wakes up and bursts into your room at midnight singing “time for Cuddles!”

But he did and they turned out pretty good!

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Tarte Au Citron
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Tarte Au Citron

Saluting all the women in my life, the aunties, the grandmothers and especially the mothers-to-be, for the personal sacrifices they have already made to breathe life into their children.

I was craving a tarte au citron in the style of key lime pie, and still had a tub of cinnamon graham crackers that I couldn’t resist the last time I was in Trader Joe’s.

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Shanghai Mooncakes
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Shanghai Mooncakes

This slightly melancholic mid-autumn poem is on the surface, lamenting a million-mile distance from one’s lover and the solace of gazing at the same moon, but actually it’s a very clever metaphorical reflection on how life itself, and by extension the history of mankind is an ancient and unchangeable series of coming together and apart, happiness and sadness waning and waxing like the shadows and imperfect wholeness of the moon.

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Backyard Fresh Veggies

Lunchbreak lobang: I have new doozies, I’ve just been too snowed under. Many years ago at school, I was assigned as a secret santa for a girl in the younger class. One thing that impressed me was that she was quiet, polite and gentle but every note I received from her was timely, thoughtful and neat, it was like she was incapable of colouring or scissoring a line crookedly.

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