French Concession at 7.30am

Writing this entry makes me smile.

Those were the days. Precious precious days!

There is no denying that i missed the boys. Like really, really missed them. One of the reasons i dread calling home whenever i’m traveling is that i’d end up crying upon hearing their voices on the phone, telling me how much they are missing me and how they can’t wait to see me again etc. Usually when that happens, i’d go into an hour (can be more or  sometimes, less) of quiet moment, sitting at one corner feeling really guilty for ditching them while i holiday away. Hmm… It’s not exactly the best feeling ever.

But if i were to say i didn’t enjoy myself during this trip because of that, i would be lying.


L to R : night view from gf’s place, her humble abode, me checking out the gelato place which was just a stone throw away from gf’s place and her very adorable baby boy!

The first few days in Shanghai were spent eating, shopping, eating and more eating!

While waiting for other friends (who arrived 2 days after me), the wonderful gf decided to bring me go shopping till i drop — upon request *wink*. And trust me, shopped till i dropped we did!

What i didn’t expect during this trip was the girlfriend’s 3 storey penthouse that came with a breathtaking view. I am not complaining actually because methinks her heated floor (even in the bathrooms) was so darn cool! Oh, and that 4 posted bed with many many pillows… Man, i really can’t ask for more!

However, what i had really looked forward to was her 7 storey French-Colonial Townhouse.  The gf didn’t inform me beforehand that she had moved so imagine my surprise when i was brought into her condo estate. I was disappointed to say the least. There goes my photo-taking opportunity. Oh well, my bad for not visiting her earlier.

L to R : 1. piping hot pao calling out to me but er, i didn’t cave in (!) 2. gf’s friend checking out eccentric (read: ah lian) looking boots 3. as much as i would love to try that morning snack that can be found on the road side, i didn’t 4. French Concession, again.

Everyday, the hor-mia (good life) gf wakes up only at 10am unless she has appointments or dates to go to. Otherwise, it’s 10am all the way! Not sure why but when i’m holidaying, i always wake up super duper early and i’m not even a morning person to begin with.

So waking up hours before the gf means i had plenty of time to do some exploring on my own. I took time to walk around the neighbourhood, clicking the camera away. Passing by the road side food stalls was fun! I made many stops along the way, staring at how the locals whipped up the food or you know, just paused, stared at the food and moved on. Surprisingly, i didn’t make any attempt to buy any food at all even when asked. Must be all the horror stories that i have been hearing! Importantly, i wasn’t about to give the stomach a chance to pull its stunt on me, just like how it did during last year’s Vietnam trip — my very first food poisoning episode. It was so bad that i lost 3kg in just a couple of days! *shudders*

I <heart> Tsingtao beer!

I’m not much of a shopper to be honest. I hardly go shopping and especially so during trips and holidays because time is too precious! (judge me not my dear shopaholic friends! :P) But lo and behold!

Shopping in Shanghai was good good good!

The gf and i kicked off the day at 10.30am and we didn’t stop till 6pm! We just hopped onto the bicycles and started exploring the little boutiques which she frequents. She called them her treasure shops. :)

From trench coats to boots. From legging trousers to bling bling top. From leather bags to leather belts. I bought them all. HEEEEEEEEEEeeeee!

In short, it was madness!

Shop assistants’ jaws practically dropped whenever we entered the boutiques with our loots. We had bags and bags on the bikes’ baby chairs and front baskets. Heck, we even had bags hanging on the handles! I really don’t blame the gf for rolling her eyes at me when we were shopping because at the end of the trip, i went home with luggages that weighed more than 40kg! (fyi, i went with just 15kg)

pssttt : if i were to shop like this thrice a week (no need daily lah yeah), i can skip all my exercises routine already! what a great workout….  *flex biceps*

At the end of our shopping day, guess what i did?

I called SOS.

Yes, that’s right. I dialed SOS’ phone number!

HAHAA!

You see.. I had to. My cash was running low (i seriously didn’t know i could shop like this before i went!) and i simply had to call the gf who was flying in the next day to bring me more cash! Sure, i had 2 credit cards with me for emergency but you know what? Cash is king in China. FYI, there are many shops and restaurants that do not accept international credit cards. ;)

And that my dear friends, was only my second day in China — first day not counted since i arrived only at 4pm (but i did shop a weeeeee bit on that night after our gelato outing :P).

Scary huh?

French Concession, and again! — can’t help it. love the botak (bald) trees! :P

U guys are amazingly kind!

No one mentioned about my previous entry on the identical photos. Heh!

For a while, i had expected some back lashing. I mean, 2 identical photos but with different focus point?!?! What an easy way out! *grin* Alas, no one said anything!

WAIT.

Errr.. you did notice the different focus point, didn’t you?

:P

Anyway, back to this entry.

Durian.

+

Tiramisu.

A match made in heaven!

I believe durian needs no introduction in this blog anymore.

After Durian Cake and Durian Puffs, i bet you’d know how much i love durians by now aye? I think i had made it quite clear earlier? Damn, i’m really so Dory these days! *clicks on the Durian Cake entry* Aahh okieee, i did!

So yes, durian and tiramisu…

On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being extremely impatient and 1 being i don’t really care, photographing these precious in cups propelled my already-not-so-patient nature to 9.9 (!!) and i kid you not. Usually, i could carry on shooting for 5 to 10 minutes, playing with the angles and my few props but this tiramisu, let’s just say.. i didn’t even give a damn how the photos turned out because all i wanted to do was to wolf all of it down. STAT!

Man, you have no idea how trying it was, fighting the urge to just to drop the camera and EAT! You know, one of those very rare ‘screw the photos…screw the blog. I just wanna eat the friggin food‘ moments. In this case, it was durian-misu!

Durian Tiramisu

(adapted from here)

~ Oh yes, do check out Cuisine Paradise’s Eggless Durian Tiramisu too while you’re at it. Ellena’s version looks equally lip-smacking if not more ;)

*yields 6 cups + 1 full casserole in the smallest size
* as for lady’s finger, i like this brand starts with V that can be found in all Cold Storage, Singapore. the packaging is orange in colour.

Syrup
90 ml water
90 ml milk
75ml Bailey
15 ml rum
1 teaspoon vanilla
1.5 tablespoons melted chocolate or chocolate syrup

Cream

500g mascarpone cheese
250 g whipping cream
500g durian flesh, pureed with hand blender
50-70g sugar
15 -25ml XO whisky or Otard

Method
Roast the lady fingers in the oven at 160°C for about 5 minutes. (Optional) could be done without. Roasting the ladyfingers will give the cake a better flavor.

First make the cream and place in the refrigerator.
Beat very well the whip cream + the above sugar until sugar is dissolved, make sure you don’t mix it too much (whip cream can turn to curds if over beaten), and then, beat the cheese for just a few seconds. Combine cream, cheese and durian. Add whisky. Mix well.

For the syrup
Place all the ingredients into a measuring cup and warm 30 seconds in the microwave. It doesn’t need to be hot, just warm would do.

Assemble the cake
Place a layer of lady fingers on the bottom of the baking pan, using exactly half the liquid sprinkle all over the lady fingers, make sure you don’t put too much in one side and less in other areas.

Take a tea strainer and powder with cocoa (about 1 full teaspoon-if needed more add as desire) all over the lady fingers.
Take 1/2 of the cream mixture and place it in the middle of the cake. This is a little tricky… cream tends to stick to the spoon and get loose because of the cocoa powder. What I do, is push the cream towards the sides of the pan, until it touches the walls. The cream must touch the walls all around, and make sure the cream is spread well and no holes are communicating with the lady fingers bellow. We don’t want any liquid to go to the layer bellow.

Place next layer of lady fingers over the cream, sprinkle the rest of the syrup, sprinkle with cocoa and place the rest of the cream on top of everything. Level well and sprinkle plenty with cocoa.

Refrigerate over night.
(which i doubt you would. I didn’t)

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Halfway through fiddling with the camera, i decided i had enough. I took the spoon and well, the rest of the story… it’s for me to know and not for you to find out. Not good for ma image, y’know! (if, i had one to begin with that is) HA!

I went into action (read : snap, click, snap) with 5 full cups (of tiramisu).

And I came back with just 3 + 2 empty ones.

Photography can never be more satisfying than this! HEE!

*burrrrppp*

if u must know, i call this, my cuppa haven~

If you love durian and if you love tiramisu, you MUST, MUST give this a go.

Bet you will come scolding me after that… for causing you much distress with your extra kilos! ;)

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