Cooking like this is my way of showing love. It is how I connect with people, how I say thank you for their company.
Ashley and Audrey took over the kitchen this Sunday, and I gladly sat back to be served for once.
Good food does not just fill the stomach, it fills the room with warmth and chatter – the best kind of seasoning.
It was a dinner filled with tenderness, where every dish spoke of thoughtfulness, memory, and care.
A Malay-themed afternoon to honour tradition, friendships, and the joy of coming home.
No fancy courses this time, just a full table, happy tummies and the kind of comfort food we always come back to.
It was never about sticking to a theme. It was about making what the family loves, and sitting down to enjoy it together. Sometimes, that is the only theme you need.
Last weekend, I rolled up my sleeves and recreated my own version of this beloved classic at home.
I had absolutely no plan for this dinner last weekend. Just vibes and a fridge raid. You know that kind of day where you open the fridge, stare at random ingredients, and somehow convince yourself, “Eh, I think this one can lah”?