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There is a Japan Gourmet Town in Raffles City Basement. One of the outlet is like Mache, you pick a card at the entrance and buy stuff with it, then pay later when you exit. Food is a pricey and reasonable in taste. Not so spectacular that I will develop a craving but nice enough to think about it once in a while. In conclusion, nothing beats hawkers' food, in terms of price and taste. Restaurants in Singapore, OK lah.
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And just another page from my sketchbook. This was done over breakfast on a Saturday, when the house was peaceful and quiet. It seemed like everyone was out that morning and it was just the two of us in the kitchen. No mom's relentless bantering of how and where she bought her eggs, her chicken and her bargain from NTUC; or her overflowing grudge against my dad-in-law, on how he would spent all his money on that "lady" and how he hasn't cared much about his own family and etc. Never endless complaining and mumbling. It is by the grace of God I wasn't affected and I wasn't even pitying her at all. Well she drove away her son and daughter-in-law not long ago, the latter who called mum a psychotic woman and refused to let her see the grand son for the last 3 years. Drama!! Who needs to watch a drama series on TV!!
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[/caption]There is a Japan Gourmet Town in Raffles City Basement. One of the outlet is like Mache, you pick a card at the entrance and buy stuff with it, then pay later when you exit. Food is a pricey and reasonable in taste. Not so spectacular that I will develop a craving but nice enough to think about it once in a while. In conclusion, nothing beats hawkers' food, in terms of price and taste. Restaurants in Singapore, OK lah.
[caption id="attachment_1075" align="alignnone" width="420" caption="Kitchen"]
[/caption]And just another page from my sketchbook. This was done over breakfast on a Saturday, when the house was peaceful and quiet. It seemed like everyone was out that morning and it was just the two of us in the kitchen. No mom's relentless bantering of how and where she bought her eggs, her chicken and her bargain from NTUC; or her overflowing grudge against my dad-in-law, on how he would spent all his money on that "lady" and how he hasn't cared much about his own family and etc. Never endless complaining and mumbling. It is by the grace of God I wasn't affected and I wasn't even pitying her at all. Well she drove away her son and daughter-in-law not long ago, the latter who called mum a psychotic woman and refused to let her see the grand son for the last 3 years. Drama!! Who needs to watch a drama series on TV!!
http://www.donlowillustration.com/blog/
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