She had this old pressure cooker going. This thing would be rattling, we would hear the noise, the steam’s coming out, and it’s hotter than blazes. We were terrified.

I think with a lot of generational cooking, or cooking in Singapore, when it’s handed down, maybe something is missed out.

From early childhood, we spent time in Oswego, New York. My grandparents canned and pickled things in the summer: corn relish, dill pickles, seckel pears.

In my 20s, I took a two-week wilderness survival course with my dad.

We come from the generation where we had to eat what our parents prepared.

The go-to meal that my parents would make when my sister and I were growing up is a dish we call 'cheese potatoes’.

When they were in their 40s, my mom and my dad would cook at the Sentul Buddhist temple every year on Wesak Day.

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