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“… To All Singaporeans … A Warm Welcome Home…”

“… to all Singaporeans and residents of Singapore, a warm welcome home… ”  my flight just touched down at Singapore Changi International Airport.  It was 5.50am on 13 December 2008, Singapore time.

It just hit me that I had really left Houston, I was finally home in Singapore.  About 24 hours earlier, I had left Houston.  Was feeling exhausted from packing my apartment for handover and my luggages before I left for the airport, really tired. 

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My last morning in Houston – I had gone for breakfast at my fav cafe, French Riviera Bakery Cafe for french bread with 2 sunny-side up and a cup of regular coffee, with Sandra.  I realized this shall be the last time we met for a chat for a long time to come, but I believe we will meet again.  On the way there, we passed one of my fav roads in Houston – tree-lined Chimney Rocks between I-10 to Westheimer.  The other being tree-lined Rice Boulevard.

At the entrance to the check-in terminal, my luggages had fallen flat with the cart when I was pushing up the ramp towards the automoatic door – yes, 2 luggages and 3 boxes fell in all directions.  I still managed to laugh, and 2 guys who had just got down from the taxi helped me to pick up the pieces before helping their own luggages.  Ok, that is my last memories of Houston, I managed to laugh at my own boo-boos as I live.

When I got on the flight, I saw a familiar face – I smiled to myself.  He did not see me. …  Hours into my flight after dinner service, and half goggy, I saw the same familiar face coming towards me, smiling.  We had a chat.  And soon, I was served a special privilege – a cappucino with 3 chocolates.  And soon after, I was given additional privileges – bottled water, biscotti, assorted fruits and 2 packets of tortillas chips … I passed a bottle to the Spanish guy seated at the window seat, we were separated by an empty seat between us.  “Do you know him?“, Jorge said to me, he must be surprised by the extras I received as an economy class passenger.  “Yah, he is my uncle!  He is my mum’s youngest brother.“  Yes, my uncle has been working with the same airline for the last 20 years(?), and despite being a frequent traveller on my job in the last couple of years, I have never chanced upon him on the same flight.  On this flight, he was the leading steward serving the business class section.  He had said to me, if he had known I was in Houston, we could have met up the last 2 days he was there.  That was his first trip to Houston with the airline.  But I was happy to see him on the flight.  My uncle wanted to make sure I was comfortable on the flight before he stopped over in Moscow while I continued the flight back to Singapore.  Nice!

5 movies and many songs later … Yes, of the 21.5 hours of actual flight time, and 1.5 hour transit time over in Moscow, I slept only for 2-3 hours.  I wasn’t sure if I was too exhausted to sleep … or I was feeling strange or excited, I was actually going home.  I watched 2 American, 2 Japanese and 1 Korean movies  – my fav was 10 Promises Made to My Dog – heart-touching … about promises made and forgotten as the relationship grew apart, even though this movie was a human-dog relationship.  Despite the random criticism made on the actor (about him being 34 and playing a 19 year old?), on the actress (about the limited emotion expressed by her dried tears at the dog’s deathbed?) etc, I enjoyed the movie – sometimes we should learn to enjoy the plot, and appreciate the meaning behind it all, without tearing the plot and characters apart and judging the flaws from every angle.  Interestingly though, BK was watching the same movie and loved it, on his flight home from Hong Kong to Singapore, he touched down into Singapore a few hours before me.  Oh I also concluded, I am not into Western R&B, more Western pop and sentimental pop as well as select Mandarin R&B and pop, I like some Cantonese songs but I don’t understand the words.

At the arrival hall at Singapore Changi International Airport, I wasn’t sure if BK would be receiving me as he arrived home only a couple of hours earlier.  We planned such that he would be around when I arrived home, I told him I did not want to return to an empty home.  I only realized during the transit in Moscow that my pre-paid SIM card from US did not work outside US.  At the arrival hall, I was surprised to be received by my family – my Dad & Mum, my bro & my sis, and BK of course.  “You had just washed your face?” as BK gave me a hug.  Huh?  No… I perspired profusely the moment I came out into the arrival hall.  It was the high humidity that hit me the first thing.  A big adjustment from snowing Chicago and snowing Houston.

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The first thing we did when I got home – changed and went for a local breakfast – plain fried bee hoon (akarice vermicelli) with fried chicken wing and fried egg, and a local kopi (aka coffee with condensed milk).  Next thing was to wait for my appointment with a chef while BK went for his music lesson.  Then back home for a nap before dinner at my parents’ cum bro’s place.  Wow all my family were there for dinner – mum cooked curry chicken while my bro bought a variety of local food.  Not sure if it was the travel and jet-lagged, was feeling bloated and sluggish.

Sunday noon.  I had woken up after a good sleep.  Meeting Dad for brunch with BK.  It was our routine before I left for Houston.  Oh, brunch for Dad was at 1pm ;p  … 

BK will be leaving for Beijing late night.  I will be home alone… and kept busy.

(to post pix later … firstly, can’t remember where I put my camera cable… secondly, I need to sleep, woke up to say bye to BK before he left for airport to go Beijing, and going back to sleep soon for The Appt tmr!)

My Home Singapore

Have you been to England?”  Chef Pierre asked me yesterday.  Yes, for travel after my university days and to eat Devonshire cream tea recommended by a local taxi driver ;p  Chef Pierre was from Brittany, been in England for 10 years, then about 2 years in Thailand, Vietnam and Hong Kong and last couple of years in Trinidad before he arrived in Houston.  I didn’t know why he asked me suddenly about England.  Then again later, he asked me where and who I learnt my English with.  In school, it is our first language in school and I learnt from local teachersYou speak with a British accent, he finally said.  He gathered that from my presentation of the pastries as chef of the day during lunch where he was the presiding chef.  I was surprised as foreigners in Singapore sometimes refer to some of our spoken English Singlish.  Just looked up wikipedia for Singlish – “… most Singaporeans speak a localised hybrid form of English known as Singlish (“Singapore English”), which has many creole-like characteristics, incorporating vocabulary and grammar from Standard English, various Chinese dialects, Malay, and Indian languages.“  Maybe only in Houston, since no one would understand me if I sprinkled my English with Malay and some Chinese dialect … or maybe Jennie would as her first language is Bahasa Indonesia but even our Chinese dialects are different but sometimes recognizable.  I told him Singapore was a British colony, this was the only closest explanation I can give for my English. 

For historic reason, our national language is Malay, many of us know a few words in Malay but we communicate mostly in English and our mother-tongue.  At home, I speak to Dad in English and Mum in a mix of Mandarin and our Chinese dialect Teochew, representing where our grandparents came from in China – Swatow.

I was curious and asked Chef Pierre if he had been to Thailand (about 2 hr by flight from Singapore) and Vietnam (about 1.5 hr ~) and Hong Kong (about 4 hr ~), why had he not been to Singapore?  It was not in my route.  Then he told me his impression of Singapore which I found a little hilarious but also partial truth depending on which side of the law you stand.  His impression – Singapore is a no nonsense country.  He got the impression from a guy who got on the wrong side of law after partying … then a t-shirt in Trinidad that listed all the No’s in Singapore eg. no chewing gums, I laughedYes, there is a tourism t-shirt that stated proudly Singapore is a FINE city.  I told him for no reason one will not be fined.  Don’t think I convince him or change his impression of Singapore.

What food do you have in Singapore? … wow, many delicious dishes.  The first thing that came to mind, I said “Char Kway Teow” … Chef Pierre went “Ah huh??!!” … oops I realised what I said was not English, even though it was exactly how it was printed on the menu board, originated from Chinese dialect Teochew and a common local delight.  I explained Char = fried, Kway Teow = flat rice noodles.  Ah, street food.  The food in Singapore is broad based and international.  Most local food are found in food centres and coffee shops (or locally known as kopi tiam in Chinese dialect; kopi = coffee, tiam = shop).  I miss spicy local food.  The food is ethnic-based, and some dishes are already mixed or we can call it fusion.  Historically, the immigrants to Singapore were from southern China, straits of Malaya, southern India and a population of Eurasians and others.  “Oh, beef rendang …”  What is that?  “… you made that during the week when Indian dishes were prepared …“, I told Chef Pierre.  Maybe called by beef curry then… or maybe it was lamb curry but the curry base is the same taste.  Chef was surprised he made a Singaporean dish I am familiar with.  All food stores and restaurants in Singapore are graded A-D according to hygiene standard, one will only see A-C as D will already be suspended, A is McDonald standard cleanliness, but many are of our favourite yummy food are in C.

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During class for chocolate and pastillage this week, I had asked Chef Philippe each time how the products will be affected by warm temperature and humidity.  For chocolate, Chef recommended appropriate packaging and communication to the customers.  For pastillage, Chef said it will remain relatively stable unless we are talking about humidity of 100%.  I remembered humidity is high in Singapore but to be sure, I just google-searched, prompted by Chef’s question to me today about the weather in Singapore.  The weather is summer all year round, relative to Houston, the weather is similar, maybe not as hot but more humid.  My search showed that the “climate is characterized by uniform temperature and pressure, high humidity, and abundant rainfall. Temperatures range from 22 °C to 34 °C (72° to 93 °F). On average, the relative humidity is around 90 percent in the morning and 60 percent in the afternoon. During prolonged heavy rain, relative humidity often reaches 100 percent.“  So humidity in Singapore is in the high range of 80-100%!

Despite the summer all year round Singapore, I managed to stay fair, without sunblock, seldom in longs.  We are almost always in air-conditioned places from homes to basement or multi-storey carparks or sheltered public transport areas to air-conditioned offices and malls.  I got darker in Houston instantly and now my arms are darker than the rest of me as I am almost always in long pants.  I find the weather in Houston comfortable, I think it is hotter here but I don’t perspire much.  In my apartment, I only need air conditioning for 10min to cool down the unit and another 10min in the evening, that was about it.  Today while working in the lab, I was comfortable compared to yesterday heat, rather it is tolerable, till Chef reminded us it was about 86 deg F (or 30 deg C) – the culinary institute was still in semi-darkness, the level 2 pastry lab is brightly lit though no a/c, no induction stoves, no oven … but Chef connected a fan facing us while we worked on pastillage, that helped.

Have I thought of moving out of Singapore?  No, for the long term.  Maybe because the country is small, many of us are travellers, especially during long weekends and hols.  For me, I enjoy travelling and experiencing the cultures in various parts of the world.  In last couple of years, travelling in and out of a country for work was a different story.  I guess I appreciate Singapore more each time I travelled to another country and returned home.  Singapore offers me a stable, safe and clean environment to live and take a break, it offers me peace of mind.  The pace is fast on a daily basis, sometimes it gets too packed and noisy, sometimes there are too many tolls to pay on the roads.  Among the population, Singapore got a large expat community, it made no difference as we are used to multi-racial environment.  A good friend Nathalie and her family relocated to Singapore for work a couple of years back, they were from Paris, she had also worked in Belgium, Vietnam before Singapore.  2 years ago, tired from work, she told me she may consider moving back to Europe, then she went back Paris for summer vacation.  Soon after she came back, she told me she will stay put in Singapore for next 10 years … that was nice to know!

Nathalie once commented she never knew I was so nationalistic from something I wrote in my journal, ha I corrected her that I would never think any of us are but I am patriotic, whatever that means.  When I was small in the 70s, I lived in a family home with a huge compound, my family included my grandparents, my parents and siblings, uncles and their families.  I remembered my granddad used to remind me how Singapore had progressed and how the government made things worked for the people, then Singapore was probably only 10 year old as an independent country.  He had arrived in Singapore by boat about 40 years earlier.  Today Singapore had indeed progressed further – fast and furious.  I have vague memories of how Singapore looked in my growing up years except for the family home.

Today in class, Chef was recalling aloud where each of us came from.  Many of us came from out of Texas state – 3 from Texas, Sarah is from Missouri, Jill from Colorado, Quin from Tennesses, oops - can’t recall where Amber and Ashley were from, Chef from northern part of France … and Chef went “Joy from far away”It is not too far, Chef, Singapore is only 24hr away by flight from Houston.

While I was reading wikipedia, this info made me laugh – Since I could remember, I always know Singapore as a Lion City – the history I read in middle school, the merlion we have at the river front, the Singa we used to promote courtesy campaign for years, the logos we used on tourism leaflets etc – … ”The name Singapore comes from the Malay words Singa and Pura, which in turn comes from the Sanskrit words singa सिंह siṃha (“lion”) and पुर pura (“city”).  According to the Malay Annals, this name was given by a 14th century Sumatran prince named Sang Nila Utama, who, landing on the island after a thunderstorm, spotted an auspicious beast on the shore, which his chief minister erroneously identified as a ‘singha’ or lion.  Recent studies of Singapore, however, indicate that lions have never lived there, not even Asiatic lions; the beast seen by Sang Nila Utama was most likely a tiger, probably the Malayan Tiger.“  Huh?

Beijing Olympics: Congratulations, Singapore!

On Friday, my husband skyped me that Singapore will make historic moment today when the Singapore Table Tennis team play China in Ladies Team Finals.  He has been updating me with the Olympics news, I have yet to figure out how I can watch the games over the internet.

A search on BBC Sport Olympics on 15 August 2008 was headlined

Singapore into Table Tennis Final
Singapore are guaranteed their first Olympic medal since 1960 after beating South Korea to reach the final of the women’s table tennis team event…Tan Howe Liang’s weightlifting silver in Rome was Singapore’s only previous Olympic medal…

2 days later…

Channel Newsasia reported – Singapore paddlers settle for silver in women’s team final…  Both China and Singapore are winners,” said Singaporean coach Liu Guodong. “For us to win silver is as difficult as it is for China to win gold.”   Li Jiawei added: “I’m really happy and feel like crying, but I just could not get any tears to roll. We know the Chinese team are the best in the world and it was an honour to play against them in the final.  “This medal is important to me and Singapore. It is also to the many years of nurturing Singapore has given me. And the only way I can repay Singapore is with this medal. Thank you Singapore. Thank you everyone for your support.”

Li Jiawei is the captain of the women table tennis team for Singapore.  She left her hometown Beijing at the age of 15 and adopted Singapore as her new home for the last 12 years.

I feel so proud of Team Singapore!  Congratulations to Singapore Table Tennis Ladies Team for giving Singapore the 1st medal in 48 years (who cares about the colour of metal!?) as well as Tao Li, who secured a 5th placing in 100m Butterfly among the giants, the first Singapore swimmer to ever qualify for an Olympic swimming final… 谢谢大家的坚持! 请继续加油!

We are Singapore, Singaporeans!

Happy Birthday, Singapore!

I have never been to a National Day Parade.  I always remembered staying home to watch the National Day Parade TV broadcast, and when the National Anthem was being sung I would stand upright in front of the TV and feel a strong sense of pride being a Singaporean.  In my 30s, I stopped standing upright in front of the TV, but my national pride stood unwaveringly strong.  When I was a kid, I always remembered my grandfather telling me about how Singapore has transformed since her independence in 1965.  Then Singapore was between 10 to 20 year old.  Today Singapore is 43.

“Robert and I were thinking of bringing you around Houston…”, Sylvia said to me when we met in the break room last Wednesday. NASA VIP Tour to meet astronauts, US Military Base VIP Tour – Wow! Of course!  “Are you free this Saturday?”  I asked Sylvia.  Saturday is National Day, and both Robert and Sylvia will join me at Cafe Singapore instead.  It is their turns to be “tourists’ in Houston.   

Cafe Singapore is located along Bellaire Blvd.  As far as my google search went, Cafe Singapore is the only Singaporean cafe in Houston.  Sylvia picked me from Barnes & Nobles along Westheimer in her white beamer and we were on our way.  Cafe Singapore is a simple restaurant, nothing fancy.  There was no sign of National Day celebration or state flag, I saw the familiar merlion logo on the glass door.

~National Day Celebration~

~National Day Celebration~

While waiting for Robert (yes, he was late and needed direction to the cafe.  He is a tourist indeed.), we decided to start with milk tea, and chicken & beef satays.  The satays did not come with char-burnt aroma as we had in Singapore, but the marinade was nice with a tinge of lemongrass sweet!  Robert arrived.  Both Sylvia and Robert are into cuisine ~ they read, taste and talk cuisine, cooking and ingredients all the time.  They left the ordering to me so that they get to eat “authentic” Singapore cuisine.

The order list went Roti Prata (they call it Roti Canai here), Hainanese Chicken Rice, Bak Kut Teh, Beef Rendang, French Beans Belachan, and Mee Goreng.  I had wanted to have laksa, but they only has nonya curry noodles which I decided is not authentic to me.  Helen, whom I believe is the owner, told us that the taste may vary from home due to availability of ingredients.  I pointed out “cheese puff?“, and Helen quickly told me it is local American food.  Helen was born in Singapore, lived in Malaysia briefly and has been in US for the last 19 years.  She added that the cook is from Singapore too. 

When the dishes arrived, I just had to do it and I have preempted both Sylvia and Robert - I took out the Singapore state flag to have that moment captured with my Venezuelan and Mexican friends.  We happily tucked in.  I felt so contented to have a taste of home since arriving 6 weeks ago in Houston.  The Hainanese Chicken Rice with the chilli as well as the Balachan that came with French Beans deserve special mention, every dish was good.  They had replaced the thick yellow mee in mee goreng with spaghetti-thin egg noodles.  There  were three other tables of Asians and I assumed we are/were all from Singapore.  The meal came to US$60, and since we had Singapore food, it was my treat.

Before we left, Helen asked me where I got the Singapore flag from.  She had wanted to put up both Singapore and American flags in her restaurant.  I told her my hubby sent the flag to me from Singapore.  I gave the National flag to her and she offered to pay me.  Oh no!  I will be proud if she fly the flag in the Singaporean cafe.  

We decided to go food-tasting next at Andre’s Pastry & Cafe @ River Oaks.  The mango mousse, strawberry fruit tart and the creme brulee were simply sedap!  As we left the restaurant, I did something hilarious.  I walked to a car and open the passenger door, the driver turned and let out a gasp, just as I did in disbelief.  I quickly shut the car door, too shocked to apologise.  Then Robert turned round, realised my boo-boo, and broke into laughter.  Then I stole a glance and saw the relief smile from the driver’s face as he entered Andre’s cafe.  We all laughed hard indeed. 

Robert left to join his friends to watch The Mummy.  Sylvia drove me to Kemah Boardwalk in Galveston Bay, in the city of Seabrook.  A google search showed that ”The city of Seabrook is a 12.5-square-mile community located 30 miles south of downtown Houston along the shores of Clear Lake and Galveston Bay”. It was a family weekend atmosphere in Kemah.  The fish market was closed by the time we got there, we headed back to Houston feeling contented … tired. 

~An evening at Kemah Boardwalk~

~An evening at Kemah Boardwalk~

A significant day to spend with good friends in Houston, Muchas Gracias!  Happy Birthday, Singapore!