Browse Month by November 2010

Butternut Squash Soup

I’ve never ever liked eating butternut squash soup, even though I’ve never tried it. Then once when we were out for lunch, my mom ordered butternut squash soup. I thought, “Gross“. She insisted I tried some (practically forced a spoonful down my throat) and whaddya know? I liked it! I just had to make it myself so I could have some anytime I wanted. And this is the easiest soup recipe ever. Plus, it’s great for a cold winter’s day when you’re freezing your butt off!

1 tbsp olive oil
1 tbsp Lurpak butter
1 butternut squash, cut into chunks
1 onion diced
2 cloves of garlic chopped (as a garlic-lover, I used about 5 or 6)
1 cube chicken stock
1 litre water
Salt and pepper to taste


  1. Fry garlic and onion in olive oil and butter until light brown.

    Frying garlic and onion
  2. Add squash into pot and fry until slightly cooked.

    Fry squash
  3. Add water, chicken stock, salt and pepper and boil on low fire until squash is well-cooked.
  4. Blend the soup with a hand blender.

    Blend soup
  5. Serve soup with buttered bread! (I love bread with butter)

    Butternut Squash Soup


Blizzard Madness

Needless to say it has been blizzarding terribly for the past few days. Temperatures dropping, snow mounting and driving is like figure skating in my car. Add to that some lightning and thunder as well, and it was like a snow storm! The lightning actually fried the power and telephone line at a friend’s house nearby. There was literally smoke coming from their router! Thankfully, it didn’t affect us at all except to give me a fright that made me jump out of my skin.

It snowed so much that our cars couldn’t get out. So out came the shovels to clear the driveway. I contributed by pressing the shutter to commemorate our first snow shovelling experience ever. Quite pleased that I didn’t have to do all that manual labour. I did volunteer to help but was told to stay out of the way because I would be too slow.

Slow indeed.

Shovelling Snow

Oh well, more time to take photos. Here’s my very own wishing well, buried in snow at the moment.

I’m still waiting for it to grant my wishes.

The Wishing Well


The Lone Tree (Take 2)

After people kept telling me my picture of what I thought was a tree was actually a bush, I decided I should redeem myself for such an evident display of sheer stupidity. In my defense, it didn’t really look like bush either! So anyways, I now have here a proper picture of a solitary tree. Brown tree trunk with branches sticking out, can’t be mistaken this time.

The Winter Tree


As Seasons Change

Most non-evergreen trees are completely bare by now and only have naked branches to display. Then I spotted this tree covered in snow but was still holding on to the ends of autumn.

I don’t normally get all wishy-washy but it made me think of the many seasons of life, and how sometimes I try to hold on to a previous phase or past glories (or like reluctantly accepting that my student life is now over). But funny thing about life, it goes on. And while some new phases of life may seem challenging, daunting, even scary at times, having the courage to go through it may just make me a stronger and better person. I have always thought that it is important to have the strength to surpass the difficult encounters in life. But perhaps, it is more important to have the strength to step out of my comfort zone and into uncharted territories.

Far too much thought for one day.

Autumn to Winter


Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow

The only time I love going out in freezing weather and cold wind and suffer frost-bitten extremities is when it SNOWS. It is the only reason worth feeling frozen for. Of course, not forgetting all the fun that comes with it like building snowmen, making snow angels, having snowball fights and going sledding! We even tried building an igloo once, out of self-made snow bricks. It wasn’t quite successful because we couldn’t make the roof. We wouldn’t survive very long as Eskimos, would we?

It snowed a lot overnight and I hope it will stay for quite a while yet. It was simply wonderful to wake up to everything covered in a blanket of snow. I had a field day with my camera, and was out the door snapping away at 7 in the morning! With haste and excitement, I rushed out the house. Only to come back and discover, I was still in my pjs!

Pink cotton bottoms dotted with white polar bears scrunched into my furry brown boots. Elmo t-shirt safely hidden under a slightly less embarassing, unfashionable, oversized winter jacket.

I hope the neighbours didn’t see me.

The Street

Quite a different feel compared to the summer shot eh?