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!
“I’m not the Queen. Carmen is the Queen”
“Carmen is Johnathan’s Queen”
“Nay. Still the same”
“That’s you. Well not because you’re powerful, but its cuz they can only take a step at a time”
“Hoy! Then what are you?”
“I only have the illusion of power. You’re in charge. I’m like a puppet Queen!”
“What am I then?”
“Good to know we’re a constitutional monarchy”
“You know that we share power right?”
“Yeah, as and when you like. You’re like America!”
and I continued to explain the ideology of American Exceptionalism and exclaimed
“you veto my suggestion you don’t agree to!”
“Why are you making the relationship like a power-play?”
So much about equality, but the plain fact is he is in-charge. Well, that’s because he makes too much sense that what was initially suppose to be my department became his. That is the downside of dating geeks–they are almost always right and you know it.
But then again, Eve may be made out of Adam’s ribs and suppose to assist Adam. At the end, Adam, defying God, listened to Eve and ate the apple. So, I sent a text message to the Enemy Combatant : The Queen cannot order you to eat the forbidden apple but the Eve in me can. Heh, heh.