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Chinese desserts

My very first homemade chinese dessert with red dates and white fungus. A friend taught me this recipe after one horrible attempt trying to cook white fungus. She said “ika, white fungus always for desserts, black fungus is for dishes. … Continue reading

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Come as you are

Yuna version Come as you are, as you were, as I want you to be. As a friend, as a friend, as an old Enemy. Take your time, hurry up, choice is yours, don’t be late. Take a rest, as … Continue reading

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Tea, anyone?

A tea room by Kengo Kuma as part of an exhibition. A helium balloon veiled with super light organza, defining interior boundary without walls or rigid columns. not cool enough?

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Houseboat

I’d searched high and low the details of this image. Couldn’t remembered where I had snapped it from, nor the names of the rightful owner of this house boat. He is an architect, she is a shoe designer. Yup, life … Continue reading

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWRi7gDYjVY

 
 
Once burned, twice shunned
Too much of your line made me blind.
I’d wait all night
But you left one too many times.

I want to change my orbit
Don’t care what you do now.
I want to live in darkness
Don’t want to be spun around.

You go down, down, down
I fall out of love with you.
Come back round, round, round
You son of a gun.

You go down, down, down.
This time I won’t save you
When you drown, drown, drown
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.

Birds sing for you,
You can make the blue sky blush
You’ve got them all fooled
But I am burned out on this rush.

I want to change my orbit
Don’t care what you do now.
I want to live in darkness
Don’t want to be spun around.

You go down, down, down
I fall out of love with you.
Come back round, round, round
You son of a gun.

You go low, low, low.
This time I won’t save you
When you go, go, go
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.

Red sky creepin’
Disappearing
Bye-bye feeling
Heart you’re stealing

You go down, down, down
I fall out of love with you.
Come back round, round, round
You son of a gun.

You go down, down, down.
This time I won’t save you
When you drown, drown, drown
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.
You son of a gun.

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/son_of_a_gun_lyrics_oh_land.html
All about Oh Land: http://www.musictory.com/music/Oh+Land

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