August 13, 2009
As a child, my mother would tell me that I would learn to appreciate coffee once I became a grown-up, and that I would slowly move away from drinking tea. I’m now 23 – and that didn’t happen.
I became a tea nazi, instead. I need to have my tea brewed a certain way to…
July 12, 2008
While I was showing my high school classmate around Singapore yesterday, a guitar caught my eye. When I saw it, my heart skipped a beat. It looked strangely familiar, almost like something I’d design myself. I wanted to buy it, but I was hesitating, since I don’t make many impulse buys – at least, not…
April 24, 2008
I’ve always been an avid tea drinker. My daily tea usually consists of black teas because only they are strong enough to leave a bittersweet aftertaste, which then ends with a sort of sour afterthought in the middle of my tongue. I never drink tea with milk. Just a lot of sugar to counter the…