Cheese Haul

So it is Chinese New Year. Today? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? I have no idea. This is the first time I have really noticed it. Having lived in Sweden all my life (and never been to Asia before moving here a year ago) I have never really given it a thought on how to celebrate it or what it is about. Families gather, food is important and everything closes without notice.

I went to One-North to have lunch with John. I made sure to go there one hour before he got of work to get some time outside in the sun. I sat down on a staircase with the sky above me and most of the people unwilling to use the stairs instead of the escalators nearby. I listened to music, I enjoyed the sun heating my skin and the occasional drizzle to cool it down afterwards. It was pleasant, it was relaxing, my butt fell asleep and I burned my shoulders. Nothing I noticed at all, nothing John even commented on. We walked to Timbre+ to have lunch but at arrival saw chairs raised on top of tables. Nothing was open. Surprising, but okey. We went to the food court John usually buys food from after work. There was one stall still open, three persons standing around it. We gather with them and the lady behind the counters says last order to the man first in line. We sigh and leave. Downstairs is our favourite pita place closed, there is a salad-bar still open but the queue is too long for us to endure. We head downstairs towards the MRT, giving our last hope to Subway. It is open and has a medium long queue. Apart from the sandwiches I chose to order a small bowl of their broccoli soup. Did not think much about it, I had low expectations but it sounded good. It was surprisingly good! Creamy, tasty, big bits of broccoli and smaller bits of carrots and other ingredients. Really good.

We brought it with us home since we enjoy food better in our couch rather than the busy underground MRT-station Subway-tables. After eating, talking, socialising, etc I go to the toilet and stand in front of the mirror. Suddenly I see a read shoulder and a terrible sunburn. ON ONE SHOULDER! There is a small mark on the other but only one side has the clear white line. I walk out with a surprised face and John laughs and asks if I had not noticed it until now. No? How could I? I thought the sun was kind and just heated me during the time I enjoyed the outdoors. I feel betrayed by my beloved heat!

The afternoon was event-less. It felt like all I did was sit around waiting. I realise I have not mentioned it on the blog previously, but Annika arrived today! Tjohey! So I sat around reading a good book. Then I spent half an hour doing pilates and took a shower. While in the shower I heard the door open and with that Annika had arrived. Joy!

Apart from Annika being here, the best thing about her visiting is the amount of cheese we get. Singapore has a very bad supply of cheese. We might be spoiled Swedes but it is in our culture. Cheese is important! We got eleven different cheeses this time (two not in the photo below for some reason). Those two were just for me since John does not like blue cheese. Apart from that we got two large Präst, two large Grevé, two Parmesans, one full-cream, one feta and one brie. Does this sound like a lot of cheese for two people to consume before they go bad? They will not live long. We love cheese and it will be gone way too soon.

John and I ate a small sandwich dinner, both with a moderate amount of cheese, during and since we have been talking. It is close to midnight and they are still talking. I listen a lot and jump into the conversation with small things to say, but I enjoy hearing their voices. Also there is a day tomorrow and maybe soon they both will run out of things to talk about...