A quick update on what has been happening in the whole three month of the no activity here.
I went to the hospital. I gave birth. And yes it was long and painful. He came out all wrinkly and puffy. But we are thankful that everything that’s supposed to be there is, well, there. I did the 30 day Chinese confinement period as requested (or forced) by my mother. I had 30 kg of fresh ginger, prepared into drinks, soup and stir-fries. I survived.
The baby is three month old this week.We are slowly falling into a new routine with the small and loud addition to the family. I am now also finding a bit of free time hanging out in the kitchen, between screaming and diapering.
I turned on the oven and took the scale out for the first time yesterday and it was liberating.
You know when everything with spring onion and garlic is considered “Asian”? I made my version of Asian inspired burger, with chopped spring onion, garlic, ground chicken and Japanese mayo and spicy bottled sambal. It is easy, quick and satisfying.
It is quick when you don’t make the bun and mince the chicken by hand. Which I did both myself. It was a therapy for me.