Brenda ChewGuilty obsessions include leather handbags, online shopping, pretending to be Martha Stewart when I'm in the kitchen by myself. They call me the crazy dog lady.
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So after a freakily emotional Monday, I decided that subway choc chip cookies for the next two days were absolutely called for.
Lo and behold – the rashes reared its ugly head(s) – out and proud from the indulgence of gluten.
Coworkers thought they were hickeys which baffled me. Only a peculiarly-shaped mouth can create such strange bitemarks!
Re: Tesco horse meat scandal
Friend: “Ooi B. are you eating a burger patty from Tesco? It’s tainted. With horsemeat.”
Me: “Horse? Really? That’s pretty cool. They’re supposed to be more expensive than beef isn’t it?” (continues munching on patties.)
Maybe that’s the Asian in me talking. You know, with our penchant for chicken feet and bovine stomach.
“When it emerged Tesco had been selling beef burgers contaminated with horse meat…”
Woah woah woah. Hang on. Contaminated? That’s a tad too strong of a word isn’t it?
Here you go. Is horsemeat poisonous? Pretty sure the horsemeat isn’t riddled with E Coli when they mixed it into the beef patties. (Besides, isn’t beef is easily susceptible to E Coli anyway?)
Also, it’s a burger for God’s sake. They’re supposed to contain off-bits. Oh, burgers by (insert celebrity chef’s name) should contain 50% premium mince, 30% italian prosciutto sourced from some rustic village from Sicily and salt from some pink lake in France?
Make your own burger patties then, silly pies.
went for a spot of shoppin’ at Garden City- thank you Perth for finaallllyyyyy allowing Sunday trading (took you a little too long though).
Tank from Bangkok (present from Aunty Jane)
Gap denim flats
loving the John Lennon-esque pink sunnies from Sportsgirl (which was a whopping $40. Ridiculous)
Went home, helped with the dishes then went for an 8-course Peranakan dinner. Say hi to Sam, who’s a sweetie pie and my new best mate:
Love and light!