I am extremely unhappy that so far, I only know a single place in Singapore that sells reliably delicious Korean Spicy Rice Cake (+ Kimchi Dumpling + drink the spicy sauce = yummy). Other places, such as everywhere else, has it in this mass produced pot which people use to cook steamboat/teppanyaki. What kind of mock rice cake is that. Shaaaaaaaaame on you.

On other issues, Options has turned me into a mega pig with pregnant women cravings. First i was craving curry udon, saturday i was craving crepes, almost everyday i crave breadtalk, few days ago i was at home craving seaweed, then another week back i was craving yogurt, few weeks before i think i was super on about the korean mixed rice thing. and now, i want to eat Korean Rice Cake everyday. it's not like i just found out about its existence, i have been eating it rather regularly for quite a few months already. Maybe i just got in touch with my inner kim Chi.

the most marvellous thing is that the things i crave are okay priced. like not, expensive food like some Buddha Jump Over the Wall or Humpty Dumpty Sat on the Wall, or any kind of wall for that matter.

and you know what (this reminds me of analysing talk and nicole is a humongous loser who repeats like a loser - the sack is scary, the sack is scary, the sack is really very [drags] scary!), i just realised that the cracked egg on the Newsweek cover is somewhat something like Humpty Dumpty on wall street. how intelligent, yuan2 lai2 (i think the english substitute is not so, ENLIGHTENING with the Ting Ting Ting effect and shiny lights and enlightened look) blogging has its uses as well.

Korean Rice Cakes, yummmmmmyyyy.

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