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"The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not friendship divine in this?"- Henry David Thoreau
Scratched out in a drunken stupor by
Lyrical Lemongrass
in a haze of vodka and siew yoke at
12:04 am
Category: bits and pieces
My first culinary achievement where people finally believed that I could cook was with a dish called baked rendang chicken. The star attraction in that rich spicy recipe was lemongrass. It’s amazing that something that’s classified as a grass and looks so uninteresting can produce such a sweet smelling fragrance.
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