Back.

18Nov09

Great, I’m back in blogosphere. Haven’t blogged for so long and for a while I couldn’t figure how to upload the picture, but these days computers probably outsmart outdated users anyway…so there it is, a recent photo of my 23rd birthday celebration. I think my blog (including older ones) has seen me through quite a few birthdays now… at least 4 or 5 I think? I figured that by the time you get over the 21st, birthdays are just counting down years to the next milestone in life, which is kind of scary since your life might just blow past real quick without you realizing.

Oh well, another time though…just a short post today.


That shows how long I haven’t been writing… for the longest stretch I think, since this blog started.

Getting started again soon, though. =)


The Big Easy!

15Mar09

Day 1 

Artsy shops along Royal and Chartres Streets

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Carriage ride at Jackson Square

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St Louis Cathedral

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Buskers playing right outside the Cathedral

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For Mom

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Beignets!

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Topsy Chapman Live!

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Day 2

Johnny’s Po-Boys!

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Louis Armstrong Statue

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The Cemetery

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Bourbon Street comes alive! well…it’s kinda early though, gets more crowded later in the night…

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A horse peeking into a Daiquiri shop

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Day 3

Almond Croissant and Chai

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The morning fog…

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Hush puppies (fried cornbread balls) at Ralph’s and Kacoo’s. :)

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Seafood Platter which was impossible to finish! Quite a pity though, it was real fresh.

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Day 4

This made my day… a cellist on Royal Street playing Prelude. =) Best way to close the beautiful time in New Orleans.

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dessert


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Pardon the disjuncture between the image and what I’m about to write. But there is sort of a relation, even if vague, between how that simple snow appeared so beautiful and me being in love. 

So yes, I’m in a new phase of my life which is called being in love. Doesn’t happen too often to me actually. Well, far from often I should say. A few times you just knew it wasn’t love, other times you thought it could be and yet some other times you thought it might just be. Well, when you finally find it, you will realize that every single one of those didn’t count or even come close to what you now have. Call it a quantum leap in your emotional consciousness of love, if you like. Or an awakening, or the revelation, or… it doesn’t matter. You would just feel like crushing all your history of would-be-love episodes like a trash paper and discard it nonchalantly… and begin writing on a new page. 

Never imagined I would say it but I’ll say it now because I believe it. Love changes everything. Really. Snow that is snow is not really just snow when you’re in love because it’s beautiful snow now. Sleep that you need is not just closing your eyes and slipping into unconsciousness because there is that flash of conscious knowing that you love someone just before you remember the next day when you wake that you had slept soundly because you love.

Can’t wait till the day you take my hand in yours again.


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I have no idea why I wanted this photo taken.

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Mmm…hands in the turkey looks a bit obscene but, oh well, that’s cooking for you.

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40th Street near Market St. A beautiful sight.


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Mr Joe the Birthday Boy was sleeping…well, pretending to sleep.

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The magical walk on Ben Franklin Parkway.

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Couldn’t resist a warm pretzel in the cold winter afternoon. =)

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It’s friday, time to pamper myself with some good home cooking =)

My lovely dish of Broccoli Rabe and Caramelized Baby Carrots in Pesto Cream.

I ADORE THIS!

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Peirong had this really innovative dish! Of spaghetti in clam chowder…very smart, takes so little time to cook too! But the most fascinating thing was the hard boiled egg in it, I’ve never seen such a thing before!

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Here comes my white sangria. Well, not really but quite close lar. White wine and orange juice. 

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And here’s where the other part of my dinner is…this fills me up all the time. 

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much love.

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I still smile at the last conscious thought of loving you just before I drift into slumber…


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Today I watched the sunrise and soaked in its golden rays,

chug-a-lug-a-chug on rails across the fields and the frost.

Billowing grey atop smokestacks, the morning in industrial town

was set in the calmness of the cold and sombreness of wrecked metal waste.


tea for one.

28Dec08

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Phone Boxes.

27Dec08

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This was at Covent Garden, where there was this guy singing and performing at the basement courtyard, improvising with real people sitting there and pulling them into the performance. 

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This was in front of Covent Garden where there were plenty of shops.

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The ubiquitous but still charming phone boxes.

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Another ubiquity – Pubs. I wouldn’t mind more though.

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Had Mille-feuille for tea…with Camomile Flowers Tea at an Italian Pastry Cafe in Soho.

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Covent Garden in the evening.

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I made Hongking’s neighborhood in Russell Square look pretty. 

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