About me

Hello, I’m Rebecca, savouring life’s simple pleasures and sharing a bit of deliciousness with the world, one bite at a time.

My childhood was a quirky culinary adventure in 1970s China, right in the heart of the “foodie frugality” era. Our home was a quaint, dimly lit terrace house, bustling with uncles, aunties, and their families. Grandma, our kitchen wizard, masterfully stretched our tight budget by running a rooftop chicken Airbnb to secure those precious eggs.

From a small age, I became my grandmother’s trusted market sidekick. While she patiently waited in the vegetable line, I dutifully held our place in the meat queue. As the sun dipped low in the late afternoons, signalling the market’s closing, my grandmother and I embarked on a mission to salvage abandoned veggies, which became the gourmet treats for our rooftop chickens.

Amidst the rhythmic chopping of vegetables, my grandmother would weave tales of our family’s history. She’d reminisce about my grandfather, the quiet engineer who took pride in sweeping the factory floor during the tumultuous Cultural Revolution. She’d recount the adventures of my father, a brave young lad who took on the neighbourhood watch duties during the Japan-Sino war. And she’d spin enchanting narratives about how my father’s path crossed with my mother’s, a story that had its humble beginnings in a blind date involving my mother’s close cousin.

Today, my greatest joy comes from cooking up meals not only for my family and friends but also for those in our community who could use a helping hand. After all, delightful dishes are meant to be enjoyed together, warming both the belly and the heart.

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