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Home, the respite

While I do like to eat out and be served hand and foot, take in the ambience and enjoying the moment, believe me, that can also become quite tiring. Then I turn to home. Those times I just want to huddle my one-pot-dinner, in the comfort of the sofa, right in front of the TV, eating in peace and in solitude. But a weekday dinner after work need not be time consuming or a bother. Last night's impromtu catch-up session with the girlfriends is an good example.

Half a bag of elbow pasta, a bottle of my favorite sun-dried tomato pesto, sliced hotdog and silvered kai lan for extra protein and vitamins (hey, you just gotta make do with what you have) and voila, dinner! It was hearty, filling and delicious. And I was glad the girls were satisfied. I was really encouraged to do this more often.

Likewise you can do the same, but do stock up on some essentials. I usually keep a few types of pasta since I am fickle - fettuccini, spaghetti and linguine are my favorites; somehow, I don't like short ones.

Bottled sauces are a saving grace. I prefer oil-based like tartufo, pesto and sundried tomato and they keep well in the fridge. If I feel especially elaborate that day, I'd rummage to find a can of tuna. In any case, even in the worst case scenario, you could do an aglio olio.

Eating at home does not mean less of an experience. I would like to suggest investing in a set of nice dinner ware and cutlery. The mind is a odd thing. You will have to agree that food somehow gets an instant glorification when plated on an excessive large and spanking white plate.

So there you have it, recipe for an easy peasy dinner at home.


ki^O said…
hiii.. do u have any recommendation for buffets in hotel? i would like to indulge in nice food for anniversary.
preferably below 80bucks per person type.. pls advise!
always waiting for ya next posts..
u are really good!

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