Boring food blog

Today’s post has something to do with this:

Why would I be taking photographs of my condiments? Because there are some “Asian” seasonings you should never buy in Australia. If you are grocery shopping for the first time, stick to buying brands you have seen before. I really regretted buying this bottle of dunnowhat because it doesn’t taste like any soy sauce I have tried before. Yes, it was cheaper, but since I have banished it to the back of my cupboard, it is now way too expensive. Let’s look at the other things in the pics shall we?

Firstly, you see a white packet at the back of the cupboard. That, my friend, is a pack of sugar. Yes! Here in Australia, there is no need to put your sugar in air-tight containers because it is too darn cold and there are almost no ants. To its left, that’s 1 kg of rice. “Asian” rice. It seems like almost everyone is lumped into “Asian” no matter that we may be from China or Singapore or Vietnam. The grocery shop has mainly two types, the “normal” types and the “Asian” types. For some stuff, there are more categories. They have “Singapore” noodles (whatever that is I have no idea) and Cantonese noodles.

Moving on, you will see a can of Campbell. It is bigger than the conventional size we see in Singapore and I’ll do a taste review when I decide that I shouldn’t wait for it to be expired. Up front, we see a yellow box with the familiar “Maggi” logo. Chicken stock of course except that I cannot afford to get chicken from the grocery shop to put in the soup. I wonder if my housemates will be tempted to drink a pot of chicken stock soup without any ingredients in it. Then we have NesCafe. Sadly, there’s no instant coffee here. They have a wide variety of coffee though. But I don’t know how to make nice coffee. Life is sad.

Can you recognize the green can? Yep! That’s the dear old milo although it’s a little different from the Singapore variety. You can add cold milk directly to it but I must say our milo dinosaur taste better. Slightly further back, it’s the trusted indomee. Instant noodles must be a staple of many students staying in hostel. Since I don’t fancy its taste, I have been cooking porridge almost every night. Indomee is here as backup once my housemates start complaining about the stale oil smell in the kitchen.

Why am I wearing a pair of rubber gloves? Simply because I can stand the static shocks no more. I have been getting these audible shocks whenever I touch metal. While I as picking up a can of condensed milk, shock. When I was reaching for the door knob, shocked. As I took the keys from my pockets, shock. You get the idea.

Am I just too attractive or what!