Cooking Abroad

The first Sunday after I moved abroad felt strangely empty. Nothing was wrong. The apartment...

The first time I tried to cook Singaporean food abroad, I made too much. There was enough rice...

The first light slips gently through my window, painting the apartment walls in soft hues of gold...

It was raining again. That particular Singapore rain. Sudden, grey, and heavy enough to...

Moving to a new city always comes with surprises. Some are exciting — new streets to explore,...

Sundays begin quietly in our small apartment. The city hums gently outside the windows, but...

The first meal I cooked after moving abroad was not ambitious. There was no attempt to impress...

The first weeks after moving abroad often feel strangely unstructured. Even simple parts of the...

One of the first surprises many expats encounter abroad happens in the supermarket aisle. A...

When I first moved abroad, I became the kind of person who would travel forty minutes just to buy...

When my son was younger, he used to call bak chor mee “the noodle with the noisy spoon.” He said...

I will never forget my first durian season in Singapore. I stepped out of my apartment complex...

Singapore is a global food capital, but navigating its diverse dining scene comes with a unique...

There is a quiet kind of poetry that happens when two completely different ingredients meet in a...

Moving to a new city means figuring out how to feed yourself without spending a fortune....

Craving Hainanese chicken rice when you're halfway across the world from the nearest hawker...

Cooking your favorite Singaporean dishes abroad often comes with a frustrating hurdle: missing...

There is a precise moment when the scent of simmering star anise escapes from a cracked kitchen...

Homesickness never announces itself. It rarely shows up on the big days like birthdays or...

There’s a peculiar magic that happens when you’re living abroad and a familiar taste sneaks up on...