That’s the title of a hugely successful musical written by Dick Lee from Singapore. Never watched it, but I heard it was good. That’s how much Singaporeans love food. We even have musicals about it.
I made Fried Rice quite often because it is simple and my kids love it. Well they love different variations of it. The oldest boy, Razin, loves a spicy version while the 2 girls, Qistina and Marissa, prefer a non-spicy one. So sometimes it can be quite a daunting challenge to balance the two. But like people say, you can’t please everyone all the time. Or something like that.
That is just a fancy way of serving fried rice. Compact it in a bowl, then invert it onto a plate and voila! You get a dome-shaped rice. Brilliant! Sometimes I’m almost too afraid to touch it after seeing it so beautiful on a plate like that.
Here’s the spicy fried rice I made. But my spicy standards might be nothing to people who love spicy food and breathe fire.
And I made this for lunch today. It is sitting quietly in a lunch box in my bag. I know that by 10am, I would hear its silent call. “eat me! eat me!”
-hazrock, take me down to the paradise city