Posts by: Germaine

Tokyo, Ginza: Shabusen

Tokyo, Ginza: Shabusen

Let’s just get this picture out of the way early: Shabusen is a pretty popular shabu-shabu place inside the Ginza Core building. So popular that it has one outlet on the 2nd floor and one in Basement 2. We’ve always…

Tokyo, Omotesando: 丸角

Tokyo, Omotesando: 丸角

Just a quick observation about the random lunch we ate in Omotesando. We stopped at the Gyre building which is known for its famous tenants like the MoMA Store and Ukai-Tei, a high-end restaurant. The place we picked was called 丸角,…

Tokyo: Ippudo Ramen and Hoshino Coffee

Tokyo: Ippudo Ramen and Hoshino Coffee

When James and I first visited Japan two years ago, we pooh-poohed the idea of eating at any of the chain eateries that also had outlets in Singapore. Why come all the way to Japan to eat what we can get back home, we…

Tokyo, Ginza: Teppanyaki Restaurant Yamato

Tokyo, Ginza: Teppanyaki Restaurant Yamato

We’re in Japan! We took the red-eye last night – I was falling down dead all over Changi Airport T3, struggling to stay awake till our midnight flight – which was turned out not that restful since I only fell asleep when we were…

Crafting While Katy Sleeps: The Upcycled Tank Top

Crafting While Katy Sleeps: The Upcycled Tank Top

It’s been a while since I completed a sewing project, and lately I’ve been itching for something to make that I could finish in an evening. Inspiration came to me – quite unexpectedly – when I was browing the Hanna Andersson…

Our First Visit to the Children’s Emergency Room

Our First Visit to the Children’s Emergency Room

I woke up feeling uncommonly good today. I guess I should have recognised it as a kind of foreshadowing. As per my standard weekday operating procedure, I stumble-tripped into the kitchen for my bowl of cereal, and came face-to-face with my…

Musings from yet another trying afternoon

Musings from yet another trying afternoon

    As much as I love Katy, there are times I wish I had a different kind of toddler. I don’t know which kind. Just one with less propensity for drama. This is one of those times.  There are also…

About honouring someone’s life

Much has been said in the wake of Mr Lee Kuan Yew’s passing. One of the more cynical responses from those of my demographic seems to be: “Why should I cry? He wasn’t my Ah Gong.” This got to me because it…