Placebo, me...

Placebo: 1) a medication prescribed more for the mental relief of the patient than for its actual effect on a disorder; 2) an inert or innocuous substance used especially in controlled experiments testing the efficacy of another substance (as a drug).

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My thoughts:

Placebo is a very common term seen in health magazines, especially when health studies are concerned. In laymen’s term, your existence is merely for the purpose of determining how “the others“(those who actually matter) measure up against you, you are nothing, of no relevance, your only significance being your worthlessness because that is the only way “the others” put you down and destroy you which, ironically wouldn’t materialise as you are but an empty shell. How do you destroy an empty shell?

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My life:

In more ways than one, I see myself as a placebo, a negligible part of an important test, indispensable nevertheless. I play the part of a curious bystander, wondering when that light would shine upon me one day if it ever will. I’m silently observing the people, the main casts of life, as they steadily cruise to the top, in one swift and rapid motion, sweep off all obstacles that stand in their way. Effortless.

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My future:

One day, I want to be amongst the Elites, till then I shall be my placebo. An empty shell, yea, knock me hard enough, I’m going to send out a deafening bang so loud you would think twice the next time you try to step on my tail.

Wicked indulgence...

Chilli crabs. One of my few unhealthy indulgences, I could never resist a plate of chilli crabs, I could never resist anything from my brother-in-law’s kitchen. That was last night’s dinner, served with beef pasta(I’m sure there’s a more complicated name to this dish coz anything this good, does!). I even brought home another serving of the pasta for this morning’s breakfast which, I finished promptly as supper last night. Very fattening...lor! Very delicious...lor!

Oh in case you don’t know, my Brother-in-law is the Award-winning Chef Anderson Ho, author of two cook books, 2nd placed in the World Culinary Olympics 2000, co-owner of Le-Papillon and he can make a meal out of anything, well, almost. My sis never regained her weight since…

“Trained by European master chefs in contemporary French cuisine during his time at the world-renowned Raffles Hotel and well-versed in the use of Eastern ingredients, Anderson Ho enjoys exciting tastebuds with his unique recipes. Internationally recognised for his inventive culinary skills, Anderson was awarded an Individual Gold Award at Food Asia 2000. As Executive Sous Chef of the Singapore National Culinary Team, he helped the Singapore team garners its best ever placing in the IKA Culinary Olympics 2000. In recent years, Anderson has been invited to international food promotion events like Festival Gastronomico International 2001 in Spain, where he was the only chef from the Far East, and Davidoff Gourmet Festivals in Sylt and Berlin, Germany in 1999.”

http://www.chubbyhubby.net/2006/06/le-papillon.html

Live crabs are tough animals, literally and characteristically. Their hard shells make slaughtering them a demanding, not to mention time-consuming, effort and after one is in 7 pieces, they(7 pieces!) tried to crawl in separate direction still, the parts without legs attached to it would be pumping, in pain I supposed. Cruel! Terribly garang! Messy affair! Aiyo, I still prefer cooked crabs :) Just pretend crabs are always born cooked and chilli-ed, eliminate a great deal of guilt felt...The very least I could do was not to waste them...lor!