As Ms.I says, "What is 'dat?" Today's breakfast started with watermelon of the "wrong" colour. Ms.C says it tastes the same. Ms.E won't try it...maybe later. Ms.I doesn't care what colour it is. She loves watermelon.

Now that we're grocery shopping more, we're finding more surprises with our food. A pomello isn't what I thought it was. I was expecting melon; it's more like a grapefruit. Doesn't really matter, because no one will eat it.

I bought a whole chicken to make Hainanese Chicken Rice. I'd made it in Canada, but not in Singapore before. It was incredibly humid in my unairconditioned kitchen: boiling a chicken with green onions and ginger root, reducing the broth, then making rice with the oily broth. I kept the kitchen window and the "yard" door open. The yard is the back patio where the washer and dryer, the access to the airconditioners, and helpers room and bathroom is. I kept the door to the rest of the house securely closed. It was so yummy though, and nice to have awesome broth for the next day too. Next time I'll boil 2 chickens at once so there's more left over. The chickens were small compared to our North American ones, and only $5 each.

Our raw chicken came from the big Super Market in what we would consider the usual packaging in North America. It still had it's head on; they always do. The kids insisted on touching it's eye through the plastic. There were a few feathers. I'm okay with all that. I’m not sure why I was startled when claws and a leg popped out at me as I washed it. In hindsight I probably should have boiled the head and feet too. I threw them in my freezer bag of scraps to make chicken stock another day.