sunshine through the fog

It's been almost 3 years. 3 years in which quite a lot has happened. And yet, it seems, at times, like nothing's much changed.

After 3 years, I realise one of the  things I miss most is the food you used to cook for us. Many of which I've tried to reproduce but almost as many times failed. And I realise, some of the things you cooked I've no idea what they're called and even if I want to try my hands at them, I've problem getting the ingredients, having to fumble around with, "you know, that small long silverish thinggy...".

One of those is smelt fish. I never knew what they were called. I only knew I loved it when you bought and fried them for us. I only knew how delicious they smelt and tasted. Until not too recently I saw them in the market and the fish auntie told me they were called - "sua jim" or "san zhim" or some variation of that I fail to imprint. Then I saw them in NTUC with the english label - smelt fish. And I knew that that that I loved is fried smelt fish.

Since then I've bought them twice from the market and once from NTUC. I've failed thrice (yes - do the maths). But I'm proud to say I'm getting there - the last time I tried (and failed) I believe I've gotten the look and texture right, only the amount of salt's off (i.e. way too much). I'm sure the next time I'll get it right.

And I will get it right. Because getting it right means I get to taste the taste of you still...

我时不时 (ok - 常常 =___= ) 会想 - 可以不工作 不再来办公室 该有多好.

但每每我有此念头 接下来的问题便是 - 不做工做什么呢?

要多久会开始闷的发慌 闷的法霉?

Come 16 June 2009, I'd be 4 years with CS.

This is officially my longest-serving bank so far.

*amazed*