1 year ago, inspired by the blue moon, I decided to make Japanese chiffon cheesecake. I made many. And the results were all the same. I gave up. Or rather, my family suggested that I gave up. There’s a limit to how much failed cheesecake they could stomach. […]
batik. bali. bandung.
We sped into the heart of Jakarta with minimal fuss (in a Bluebird taxi). There were no indications that sprawling traffic jams ever existed. Or could ever have existed. Why, the carriageways were generously wide and numerous and lined with lush greenery. Notorious traffic jams in Jakarta? Truth […]
if this is hell, i dont need to go to heaven …
I wasn’t expecting much. in fact, i expected nothing.
the last word 