Peanut butter. There are few things in life that peanut butter can’t fix, and when it comes as an ice cream, it is pretty much the most indestructible form of cheer-me-up goodness on this planet.

And I have been needing some cheering up lately, but that’s for another post.

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It’s kind of funny when people think all I eat is burgers and ice cream. That’s only like… 80% true. Because believe it or not, I can also eat healthy. Sometimes. I thought it was particularly funny when Maria and I were organising to catch up and she suggested checking out a cafe in Avalon, a “healthy” cafe, and suffixed her email with – don’t worry, they also make burgers.

Is that what I’ve become?

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Chinese New Years are definitely not what they used to be. Sometimes, I really wished that I could get it all back; the anticipation, the excitement, the noise, the sounds, the smell – but I can’t. I don’t even think it really has anything to do with being in a western country. I think for me (for us, for my extended family) the magic of Chinese New Year ended when my grandfather passed away.

These days, it’s all I can do to drag myself out of bed and bake some peanut cookies. Well, at least I still do that, I suppose.

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When you come back from an eating haven like Hong Kong, the only thing anyone cares about is “what’s the best thing you ate?” Well, actually, for a normal person it might be “what did you buy?” but clearly, I am not normal. I don’t shop (seriously, hate shopping, not sure if I’m meant to be female).

But ask me what the best thing I ate (or drank) and I guarantee you I’ll give you the same answer every time.

Hui Lau Shan.

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Firstly, let me address those who don’t have an ice cream maker. I feel sorry for you. Ok not really. In all seriousness, if you don’t have an ice cream maker, don’t fret. Check out my non-ice cream maker matcha ice cream recipe. It’s just as easy, I promise.

Now for the rest of you blessed with ice cream makers? You rock!!! I am so goddamn proud to be one of y’all and I owe thanks to Ms Rita for running this competition on her blog. I now totally understand when someone says that it is entirely possible to lose yourself in the mesmerising churn of an ice cream maker. I get that now. I’m in the club.

Booyah.

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