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Latest issue on 7 Sept 2025. Update every Saturday.

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Bubala Walhalla

Bubala Walhalla

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Bubala Walhalla

I have a slight obsession with beautiful cookbooks, and this one was my favourite find from Holland.

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Actually… I found it in Dille & Kamille while spending the day wandering around the beautiful city of Delft. It’s one of those shops I can happily lose myself in for hours, and this time I walked out with Bubala by Marc Summers, published in Dutch by Good Cook.

The moment I started turning the pages, I knew this book was coming home with me.

The first recipe that caught my eye was the cauliflower steak, followed by January King cabbage with shiitake, Jerusalem artichokes, sweet potatoes with tahini, burnt butter hummus, and page after page of recipes that completely changed the way I look at vegetables.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.

What I love most is that this isn’t a cookbook trying to make vegetables taste like meat. It’s a celebration of vegetables in all their glory. Every page reminds you just how endless the possibilities are when you start with fresh, seasonal ingredients and a little imagination.

I haven’t cooked from it yet, but I already know it’s going to become one of those books that’s permanently open on my kitchen counter. If you ever come across Bubala, do yourself a favour and pick it up. I have a feeling it’s going to inspire me for years to come.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
Bad Photographs, Amazing Dinner

Bad Photographs, Amazing Dinner

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Bad Photographs, Amazing Dinner

Some restaurants are so good that they completely ruin your intentions.

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I had every plan of taking beautiful photographs at MADRE in Amsterdam for this newsletter, but somewhere between the table side guacamole and the artichoke tacos, I simply forgot. The food demanded my full attention. Spending the evening there with my daughter made it even more special.

Tucked away in Amsterdam’s Jordaan district, MADRE is a modern Mexican restaurant with one small detail: everything is 100% plant based. They don’t make a big fuss about it. There are no lectures, no compromises and certainly no feeling that you’re missing out. The restaurant simply serves beautiful food that happens to be vegan.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.

Dinner was one surprise after another. Fresh guacamole prepared for us at the table. Fried cauliflower with an unexpected white chocolate sauce that somehow worked perfectly. Artichoke tacos packed with flavour. And then came the 3D printed vegan “pork” tacos, a dish that sounds completely impossible until you taste it and realise that the future of food might actually be delicious.

What impressed me most wasn’t the technology or the fact that everything was vegan. It was the confidence. MADRE doesn’t try to imitate anything. It simply creates exciting, colourful food that makes you forget you’re eating plant based.

Over dinner, my daughter and I kept wondering whether a restaurant like this could work in Malaysia. I’m not entirely convinced the market is ready, but I would love to be proven wrong. A place where beautiful interiors, inventive food and good conversation come together without taking themselves too seriously. It feels very much like my dream restaurant.

I left with a camera roll full of terrible photographs, a very happy stomach and a lovely evening with my daughter. Come to think of it, that’s probably the best review a restaurant could hope for.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The cookbook I should have bought

The cookbook I should have bought

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The cookbook I should have bought

It’s a dangerous thing, putting a bookshop inside a supermarket.

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The other day, while wandering through the beautiful, and eerily empty, Market at the Four Seasons Hotel Kuala Lumpur, I stumbled across a little collection of cookbooks. There weren’t many left, but every single one looked thoughtfully chosen. One, in particular, caught my eye: Your Daily Veg by Joe Woodhouse.

I didn’t buy it but I should have.

Joe Woodhouse grew up on farms in England, became a vegetarian at the age of ten, trained as a chef, and later worked as a food stylist and photographer before turning his hand to writing cookbooks. His approach to cooking is wonderfully simple: let the vegetables do the talking.

This isn’t one of those vegetarian cookbooks trying to imitate meat. Nor is it about complicated techniques or impossible-to-find ingredients. It’s about making everyday vegetables exciting, seasonal, and utterly delicious. Think roasted aubergines, comforting potato dishes, creamy mushrooms, grilled asparagus, and clever little combinations that make you wonder why you never thought of them yourself.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.

Even Nigella Lawson is a fan, describing the food as joyful, seasonal, and full of flavour without being fussy. That’s probably the best way to describe the whole book.

The irony isn’t lost on me. I found one of my favourite discoveries of the month in what might be the loneliest beautiful supermarket in Kuala Lumpur. I still don’t know how the place is surviving. During my visit, I was the only customer. Nobody came in. Nobody left. But perhaps that’s exactly why it’s worth a detour.

You might discover a beautiful ingredient, a wonderful bottle of olive oil, or a cookbook you didn’t know you needed. And if you’re lucky, perhaps you’ll even persuade them to give you a little discount.

As for me, I think I need to go back. Hopefully the supermarket will still be there.

And hopefully, so will the book.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
Peace Be Quiet Cafe

Peace Be Quiet Cafe

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Peace Be Quiet Cafe

We did plan to go to PS.Cafe at Dempsey Hill, but not only for lunch. It was one of those combined missions. Eat, look around, understand the area, and quietly ask ourselves if Nala could ever belong here.

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Dempsey Hill, during the day, is surprisingly quiet. Almost too quiet. You walk through beautiful spaces, but many feel a little empty, waiting for the evening to come alive.

And then there is PS.Cafe.

By far the best place to sit on the entire hill. It has that rare quality where everything just works. The greenery, the layout, the light, but more importantly, the people. Everyone looks good. Relaxed. Happy. And that changes everything. You feel it the moment you sit down.

We had lunch, and it was exactly what it needed to be. Simple, well done, comforting. The lemon yoghurt cake deserves its reputation. Light, fresh, and very easy to justify ordering.

But what stayed with me was not just the food. It is the kind of place where you realise, halfway through, that you could stay the whole day. Work a little, think a little, watch people, reset. No pressure to leave, no rush, just a very easy rhythm.

We also stepped into Dover Street Market Singapore, and that alone is worth the trip. It is not just a store, it feels like a gallery. Everything is so carefully curated that you find yourself wanting to take everything home. It is rare to walk into a retail space where every single piece feels considered, and yet nothing feels heavy.

Together, these two places create a reason to go.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.

And it made me think. Why do we not have something like this in Kuala Lumpur? Imagine this exact energy in the Lake Gardens. The space is there. The greenery is there. The city needs it. A place where you can sit all day, where people come with their dogs, their laptops, their children, where business and leisure blur naturally. It would work. It would do extremely well.

So here is a simple suggestion.
Open a PS.Cafe in the Lake Gardens in KL(and a fashion store).

I would be there all the time.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
If Your Landlord Increases Your Rent, Do This

If Your Landlord Increases Your Rent, Do This

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If Your Landlord Increases Your Rent, Do This

I’m on keto.
Or at least, that’s what I tell myself until something like this shows up and all discipline quietly exits the room.

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The fish and chips here is worth breaking every rule for. Not in a dramatic way, just in a very clear, very certain way. You sit down, you order it, and you don’t negotiate with yourself.
 
I first had Battered at a Chinese New Year open house at Lightcraft, thanks to Shireen, who always seems to know where the good stuff is. The owner was there himself, quietly frying, no theatrics, just focus. And it shows.
 
This is comfort food in its purest form. The kind you need when your landlord decides to increase your rent, when people you’ve invested in suddenly resign, or when you realise you’re not always as right as you thought you were. It doesn’t solve anything, but it does make everything feel manageable again.
 
The batter is light, crisp, and not oily. Exactly what you want, nothing extra. The set is around RM32.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
Now, REXKL. Not my favourite place to sit. It’s loud, slightly chaotic, and not particularly comfortable. But I’ll forgive all of that, because this is best eaten on the spot. Some food needs to travel, this one doesn’t.
 
There’s also a sambal prawn sandwich I haven’t tried yet, but will. And then deep fried Mars and Snickers, which is either a terrible idea or a very good one. I’ll find out.
 
Go when your day needs adjusting. Or when you do.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
Naturally Vegan by Julius Fiedler

Naturally Vegan by Julius Fiedler

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Naturally Vegan by Julius Fiedler

I just picked up Naturally Vegan by Julius Fiedler, and I have to admit, I went into it slightly sceptical.

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I’m not naturally drawn to vegan food. I like flavour, I like comfort, and I don’t believe in forcing something just because it’s “better.” But I’m also at a point where I might need to open a restaurant, and if that happens, it will most likely be vegetarian. So I’m experimenting.

Julius isn’t one of those traditional chefs with a long Michelin background. He’s part of a newer generation. A food creator who built his following by simplifying recipes and making them accessible. His focus is very clear. Take dishes people already love and show how they can exist in a plant-based way without losing the point. That’s also why this book works.

It doesn’t feel like a lecture. It feels practical. Comfort food from around the world, just rethought slightly. Nothing too complicated, nothing too precious.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.

And that’s where it gets interesting. Because when you really think about it, most comfort food is already vegetarian. Mashed potatoes. Pizza Margherita. French fries. The things we reach for without thinking twice. No one questions them, and no one feels like they’re missing out.

So maybe it’s not about vegan or not vegan. Maybe it’s just about good food, done well.

Some of the recipes surprised me. In a good way. I’m not converted. Not yet.
But it’s an experiment worth considering.

The skirt that thinks it is a painting.
The skirt that thinks it is a painting.