Hello again, my fellow readers, after a very long spell. Life here at the Yewnique household has been mostly same old, same old and not blog-worthy.
As I venture more firmly into middle age (I marked my 48th birthday last month), I feel that I am becoming increasingly Malaysian in my palate; I have craved for Malaysian street foods and delicacies. Fortunately, I live in Melbourne, where there is no shortage of Asian supermarkets and I can easily obtain the ingredients needed to satisfy my cravings.
One of my absolute favourite Malaysian kuih is Kuih Ketayap (koo-eh kuh-tah-yahp), a pandan-flavoured crepe filled with grated coconut and palm sugar.
The last few months of 2018 were good to the Yewnique family.
Younger Daughter took part in her dance school’s concert. It was also the school’s 20th year, so it was a very special showcase. Over the year, she took every dance class that was offered for her age level, was a concert helper for the younger dancers, and competed in troupes and solos at dance competitions (and did well!).
At the concert, she took part in 14 items and gave it her all in every single one of them. She was awarded (jointly) the Star Performer Award which is awarded to the student(s) who were outstanding on stage during the performance. This award is chosen on the night itself.
She was also awarded the Outstanding Achievement Award which is given to student(s) striving for excellence in dance and performance. She got a trophy to keep and there was also a Cup which is passed on to future recipients.
Boys’ and Girls’ Brigade
Younger Son completed another year of Boys’ Brigade and earned the relevant badges.
Younger Daughter received Best Girl in the Senior Section.
Older Daughter received the Queen’s Award, the highest international award in Girls’ Brigade. She put in a lot of work over the past two to three years to earn this.
It’s been many months since I’ve posted anything on my blog.
Since my last post, several rather significant things have happened.
For those who keep a watch on international goings-on, one of the major things that occurred in May this year was that Malaysia had an election. Ever since this smallish South-East Asian country got its independence from the British in 1957, it has only ever been ruled by one government, a coalition of many, many race-based political parties. If you’re counting, that’s 61 years under the same government.
Although there have been several opposition parties, none have been big enough or strong enough to make a dent in the government’s two-thirds majority. About ten years ago, all these small but persistent parties decided to band together and form an Opposition Party that was something to reckon with. It still wasn’t strong enough to win the election, but it was beginning to make some headway.
For the past several decades, many Malaysians had become increasingly frustrated with the political and religious situation. The (now former) Prime Minister and his cronies were corrupt, but how to vote them out? The opposition coalition party were deemed inexperienced and ignorant.
Then, former Prime Minister Dr Mahathir decided to come out of retirement and help the opposition coalition. With him at the helm, things started to look a bit more hopeful.
The May 2018 election was unlike any other. Postal voting was allowed and large numbers of the Malaysian diaspora made the effort to register (if they had not already done so) and requested to vote by post. There were some anxious moments with voters receiving their ballot papers quite late with worries they would not be able to get their votes in by the stipulated deadline. Many Malaysians flew back just to vote and were willing couriers for the postal ballot papers. [I did not vote as I did not fulfil the minimum-time-spent-in-Malaysia requirement.]
The result of the election was totally unexpected. When even political analysts expressed surprise, that’s saying something. Yes, those who were fervently hoping for a change in government felt that the most optimistic outcome would be that the opposition would win more seats, but to win the majority convincingly (not just by a small margin) was more than anyone dreamed possible.
The overseas Malaysians on Facebook were so ecstatic by this outcome that they formed a Facebook group: Global Malaysians Network (GMN). It grew to over 25,000 members within a few days.
A GMN member posted a picture of a “comfort food” dish she made called Bak Stik (pronounced /bahk steek/). When I saw it, I was immediately transported back to my early pre-teen years. At that time, my family had a live-in maid (very common in Malaysia) and she often made Bak Stik for us. It consisted of minced meat patties, long strips of potatoes, and peas, all cooked in a gravy. I had never seen this dish before she came to work for us, nor did I see it ever since (until that Facebook post), so I assumed that it was a dish that she made up.
Well, I looked up Bak Stik and interestingly, there are not that many hits for this dish.
As with many home-cooked comfort foods, there is a lot of leeway when it comes to ingredient amounts. Let your palate be your guide.
Here is my version.
Lunar New Year Eve Dinner 2018
Everything is homemade except the Roast Duck.
Centre: Steamed Fish with Cheong Cheng sauce.
Clockwise from top: Fried Noodles, Char Siew (Chinese BBQ Pork), Roast Duck, Siew Yoke (Chinese Roast Pork), Chinese Broccoli with oyster sauce, Cabbage with Carrots and Glass Noodles.
Happy Lunar New Year!
I watched this movie while I was in Tokyo. My sister, who lives there, wanted me to have a Japanese cinema experience.
According to this website, the general admission ticket price is Y1800, which is about AUD20, which is comparable to Australian movie ticket prices. According to this blog site, TOHO cinemas have discount prices on certain days:
Ticket prices start at 1,800 yen, but there are opportunities each month to watch movies at a discounted rate! The public can watch movies for 1,100 yen every first and fourteenth of each month. Women have additional benefits; every Wednesday is Lady’s Day for 1,100 yen.
We went on a Wednesday, so my sister paid the discounted price for the tickets.
The cinema itself was spacious, steep, and comfortable. Each row was wonderfully graded such that even vertically challenged people like me could have an absolutely clear view of the screen no matter who sat in front of them! Awesome!
Japanese cinema-goers observe strict etiquette of No Talking, No Noisy Eating, and No Kicking. And, the vast majority stay until all the end credits have finished rolling.
Anyway, on to the movie. The movie we watched was in English with Japanese subtitles. (Some films get dubbed into Japanese.)
Murder on the Orient Express (2017) is based on the 1934 Agatha Christie novel of the same name. Over the 80 years plus since the book’s publication, there have been four movie adaptations (including this one). So, really, we have to ask, “Why? Was this necessary?”
First of all, I would highly recommend reading the book. It is indeed a classic and it should be on everyone’s Must Read list. The book is memorable for its startling and one-of-a-kind conclusion.
Whenever a movie is based on a book, especially a well-known one, there will always be the temptation to make notes and compare the two, and evaluate the adherence of the film’s script to the written word.
In case you couldn’t guess from the movie title, a passenger on the Orient Express has been murdered. The train is stopped by a snowdrift. And so, Belgian detective Hercule Poirot must use his little grey cells to solve this case and present his findings to the police upon arriving at their destination.
The bulk of the book involves Poirot interviewing and interrogating each of the other passengers. The reader at home will naturally play along and try to solve the case.
While the film also has the detective questioning the passengers, there are also a couple of high-drama action scenes involving guns and chasing (Come on! You’re stuck in a snowdrift. Do you really think you can get away??) that are definitely not in the book. Perhaps the filmmakers felt that only having people sitting and talking didn’t make for very good entertainment? In any case, audiences who are not familiar with the book (like my sister!) can also play along and try to solve the case. Film-goers who have read the book (or have seen a previous movie version), already know the outcome, so their motivation is not to find out who committed the crime, but to see how good this adaptation is compared to the ones before.
Other than the guns and chasing, the movie is quite faithful to the book, and one should not expect otherwise. A film adaptation of such a classic novel is asking for trouble if it veers too far away from the original text.
In the book, Poirot arrives at his conclusion methodically, systematically and with complete professional detachment. This is the Poirot that staunch readers know and love. In the movie, Poirot struggles mightily between doing what the law — and his conscience — demands, and what grace, charity, and ultimately justice, demands. I think this is a nice touch because it casts a light on the deeply human and Catholic side to the otherwise cold and logical detective.
Recommended, but you don’t have to splash out big bucks to see it. See it at the budget theatre, or wait for it to come on TV.
I bought this book for myself while shopping for a birthday present for my younger daughter back in November 2017. I heard that Tom Hanks — yes, that Tom Hanks — had written a book; news of it appeared on my Facebook news feed. I had not planned on buying this book when I ventured out that day, but when I saw it stacked up in the Books section of KMart, I decided to buy it.
I am not normally given to impulse purchases, so when my older daughter saw it in the plastic bag along with the books I had bought for her sister, she picked it out and asked, “Who’s this for?”
“It’s for me,” I replied.
“That’s not like you to buy books on a whim.”
“I thought it looked interesting.” As if I need to give a reason.
It looks like my youngest is having a longer-than-usual school holiday. Normally, I would have gotten my act together and start school on the first Monday in January. I have almost always done that, even if that means starting on New Year’s Day, a public holiday.
It’s now the second day of the year and I haven’t started yet.
This year, we’re going to try to read through the Bible again. However, I’ve made a few changes.
I’ve always liked the idea of having four readings day, two from the Old Testament and two from the New Testament. Of the OT readings, one is from the Poetry books, and one is from the non-Poetry books (History, Prophets). Of the NT readings, one is from the Gospels, and one is not.
This Bible Reading Plan attempts to have each of the readings arranged in chronological order.
Also, the plan is meant to be used in a 36-week school year, Monday to Friday. That’s 180 days of reading altogether.
It appears in three different versions.
Another year has passed.
I didn’t post much on my blog in 2017 compared to other years. Every year I aim to write more, post more, but know better than to publicise such lofty resolutions. Maybe I should set down my goals for all to see as a way to keep me accountable. To whom, though?
I’ve read books and watched movies which I couldn’t be bothered writing a review because I just don’t have much to say about the experience.
Jeremy is going to continue with his studies. He is doing a Bachelor of Arts majoring in Modern History. He is also working as a School Crossing Supervisor. He ‘only’ has to work Monday to Friday during school term, 40 minutes in the morning and 40 minutes in the afternoon. He has his weekends and evenings free. He is also very active with church activities: Kidz’ Church (yes, that’s how it’s spelt), Boys’ Brigade, Youth Group, Young Adults’ cell group, and Sunday evening service.
Susannah is going into her second year of a Bachelor of Arts degree, majoring in Linguistics with a minor in Chinese. She volunteers as a mentor to a primary school student and helps out at Girls’ Brigade.
Benjamin is embarking on a new journey with regards to his education. This year, he will be attending the alternative school his older siblings attended. He will be in Year 10.
Elizabeth will still be home schooled. She will be in Grade 6 and doing World History In-Depth (Part 1). She is still very involved with her dancing and will be doing more than ten hours of dancing per week.
Husband and I marked 22 years of marriage on July 1, which means that today, January 1, is our half-anniversary. Twenty-two-and-a-half years.
The whole family went to Malaysia in September to celebrate my father’s 80th birthday. We stayed at a holiday house and had a great time.
Last month, I went to Tokyo for a week and spent some time with my sister and nieces.
We hosted Christmas this year. The weather was a very comfortable 21C; the company was great (six guests, so twelve people in all), we had a Kris Kringle and enough food for seconds and gleanings. And, there wasn’t a ridiculous amount of leftovers!
Last night, New Year’s Eve, my girls and I pulled out a DVD and watched My Fair Lady. It is a Simovie I thoroughly enjoy watching even if I have watched it many times before. With a running time of 170 minutes, it is LONG by today’s standards. There is something to be gained from multiple viewings, I feel. Alfred P Doolittle used to be my least favourite character; I tolerated his scenes and songs. Last night, I found myself having some sympathy for this common dustman suddenly thrown into middle class.
Happy New Year, dear readers! Wishing you good health, love, joy, peace, and comfort this coming year. And whether you are thrown into unfamiliar territory like Alfred P Doolittle, or striving to overcome your present circumstances and determined to conquer like Eliza Doolittle, may you have much success along the way.
Friday, 22 December, 2017
My sister wanted to take us to her favourite cafe for breakfast, but they didn’t have any sandwiches available because the bread didn’t get delivered (!!), so we went to another place.
For lunch, my sister took us to a Korean BBQ place near her work.
Tendan is a highly popular place that does not take bookings. So you have to turn up and hope for the best. We had to wait half an hour for a table and then when one was available were told that we had one hour to eat. Okay, boss.
After lunch, it was time to head back to my sister’s place, get our bags and go to the airport. My sister got us a cab to Mita station and from there it was a direct line to Narita airport.
It’s been a short but activity-filled trip.
Many thanks to Rachel for hosting us and suggesting places to visit! Looking forward to doing it again!
Thursday, 21 December, 2017
Mt Fuji Tour
Took the train to Shinjuku station and walked to the Keio Plaza Hotel for the meeting point. The directions said it was either a one-minute walk from the Shinjuku station or a five-minute walk from another station.
After yesterday’s experience of missing out on the miniature railway museum, I decided we better set out early so as to make it on time. Meeting time was 7.50am (for a 8am departure) and we made it to the place at 7.45am.
Susannah and I got seats right at the back of the bus.
Our tour guide was a lady called Yasue Ito. (I learned that “yasui” means “cheap” in Japanese and that she is “not pleased with that mispronunciation.”)
A village with eight ponds, traditional houses, waterwheels, souvenir shops and restaurants. It is a tourist venue and many tourists were there taking photos. I’m not sure I would be happy living there with so many tourists poking around every day.
Fujisan Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine
At every stop, Yasue told us how long we had and impressed upon us the importance of being punctual. “If you are not back within ten minutes, we will assume you are finding your own way back to Tokyo,” she said at the beginning of the tour. I’m happy to report that we were all mindful of the time and no one was left behind.
Made it back to Tokyo Shinjuku station by 6.30pm and looked for something to eat.
Train back to Hiro-o and the uphill walk back to my sister’s place.