Bali is magic. I didn’t know waves can stop in the middle of the sea, the shores has water as clear as tap water & the sun reflects on the water to make it a pair
One of the most popular feedback on JewelPie is ‘show more of your face!’. That is exactly what I try not to do.
JewelPie is a brand, not a personal blog. It aims to provides content with substance and style. It’s helpful and relevant to readers. I hope for it to be educational and entertaining at the same time.
I want to do something different this time around. I want to attract a different kind of attention. One base on nothing but great content that stems from creativity, knowledge and passion.
Too many women get noticed for their perceived perfect face or the length of their hemlines. But women have much more to offer to the world. I want JewelPie to be an instrument to show that fact.
I want to talk about beauty differently. It’s not derived purely from cosmetics or clothing (tho I love them both). Beauty also has a lot to do with character, health and food.
I’ve been drawn to this quote by Darling magazine. I hope it will emanates at JewelPie:
“Discover beauty apart from vanity, influence apart from manipulation, style apart from materialism, sweetness apart from passivity and womanhood without degradation”
I’ve once wondered if I would enjoy traveling so much if not for the opportunity to sample exotic, local food. While I may not be a big eater, I certainly enjoy the flavour in every nibble I take.
This winter, I explored the town of Brussels. It’s such a shame that we know so little about their delicious local food. They are know for their fresh mussels, quality beer (which they claim is far superior than German’s), Belgian fries with variety of sauces to choose from and, of course chocolates.
Mussels with wine and celery at Chez Leon, a popular local joint in the most happening area of the town.
Kriek, or cherry beer. Even if you generally dislike beer like I do, kriek will win you over.
Lovely display of Belgian chocolates in huge glass jar.
Watching a short clip at the European Parliament about natural farming. Food is a favourite topic of mine and I’m always curious where they came from.
Belgian gets annoyed when I call it French fries out of habit. These are the crispiest chips I’ve put in my mouth. Absolutely divine with their special sauce, andalouse.
Before the year ends, I’m sitting back to marvel at how wonderful life is at this moment. Everyone told me school is the best time in life but nobody told me adulthood is SO fun. I didn’t expect this at all.
…is worth growing up at accelerated speed.
Thank you God & the universe for being kind to me; I promise the blessings will not be in vain
One of the reason why I love Istanbul much more than other cities I’ve been is the abundance of fresh local produce.
There are heap of fruits and plants everywhere. Tomatoes, green chilis and onions are served in most dishes. They’ve got the reddest, juiciest, sweetest tomatoes I’ve ever tasted. All these are grown in their own land, not imported.
We found out that agriculture is their main industry and they are self sufficient. It got me thinking why we are importing so much food (rice, potatoes, onions, etc)? Why can’t we be self-sufficient too? We’ve got plenty of land and man power, why don’t we make good use of it. Malaysia has so much potential. I only wish something can be done and that I can do something…
receiving a postcard from a lover faraway.
The Boyfan travels the world for work and, with the little time has, sends postcards to me. I’ve received many postcards from California, Poland, Athens, San Francisco, Seoul, Dublin, Grenoble and the list goes on. The postcards are kept safely in a box filled with memorabilia. So far,I have collected dozens of them!
This is by far my favorite; On it the loveliest message is written.
At Beijing, yoghurt drink packaged in ceramic & covered with a thin paper are sold everywhere. Locals love drinking them. So I got one for 5 kuai and drank at a stall along Wangfujing. It was quite nice. Another place popular for ‘xuan nai’ is Nanluoguxiang, a hutong where officials used to live. They sprinkle condiments like sweetened green beans on top. Yum!