The Dewi

This humble bowl of porridge is a revelation to me. It has been more than a year since my last post. I suddenly just stopped writing about food altogether. There's a reason for this. Something weird yet wonderful has happened since then: I gave birth to this little bunny. The Bunny Who Stole My Heart Obviously, this is not the weird part. And the pregnancy itself went well overall. However, the 'morning' (read: all day) sickness was incredible this time around. This is not something I've experienced before. My first pregnancy went by very smoothly, and I can say that I did not experience any type of sickness at all. Appetite was good, no dizziness, vertigo, nothing. But, this second pregnancy, well, it was special to say the least. Not only was I not able to eat, smell food or any food ingredients (and in particular, garlic), I was also not able to read or see food anywhere. I just felt nauseous by the sight of it. Be it on TV or magazines, billboard, yo...

(Note: to a special friend of mine, who has been waiting for my lamb recipe, I'm sorry, but today you are being cockled. Wait ah) Saturday night, staying at home with not much to do, was on the agenda. We had plans to go out earlier, but it was raining all afternoon. So, we stayed at home instead. Besides, I was waiting for the latest season of Grimm to come on, I was pretty excited. We had a big lunch so I don't feel like eating too much at dinner. But, of course, being myself, I got hungry, and I was craving for something tasty. 'Should I ask my husband to get me McDonald's fries shaker?' I thought. It's just a hop across the street. I was even too lazy to get my own snack. Correction: I'm always lazy to get my own snack. So usually, I would coax my husband to get something for himself, and while he's at it, maybe he can buy some for me too :). Win win situation, don't you think? But that night, I didn't feel like junk food, and I f...