Yummy

I don't know since when it happened but I am crazy about desserts, cakes and pastries (especially macaroons). I don't like eating sweets, I just love to gawk at them. I have been collecting pictures of beautiful desserts for a while.


Some of you might know, one of my dream is to become a housewife to stay at home and bake pastries! Turns out I'm not the only one. A week ago, I met with a pastry chef we wanted to work with to make wedding cakes. After chit chatting, I found out that she had a master's degree in Engineering from Japan, worked for a few years but just one day decided to quit, go to Singapore to learn baking and became a talented baker! It does help that she has a wonderful and supporting husband, though.

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I’m in love…

With the hot guy singers at Acoustic. How could they be so good looking and sing so beautifully at the same time?

With Saigon. I love roaming the city late at night when it’s more quiet and somewhat romantic.

With jogging every day. I could feel the fresh air, the wind blowing, the smell of the grass. I usually listen to the Bible on my mp3 while jogging. My goal is to go through the bible this year so at least I would be learning something. Although I wasn’t paying attention to what the reader was saying most of the time, but his voice is so soothing and peaceful. He is truly an angel sent from God.

With my wonderful friends. Sometimes on the phone or online, we don’t have to be constantly talking. But just having them there or just looking at each other through webcam makes me happy.

With reading. Do you have that irreplaceable feeling of curling in bed and savoring a good book line by line? Sense and Sensibility was a gem. I am reading This side of Paradise right now. And I’m so happy to recommend it to a friend who’s reading it at the same time with me.

With the 4 sexy dresses I just bought. Cost me a fortune but the sexy feeling is priceless.

With myself. If I can’t love myself, then who would? By the way, if you haven’t figured it out by now: I am beautiful, sexy, smart, charming, brilliant and wonderful ☺
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I remembered in college, when I declared to my friend that I was in love. She just sighed and said “Aren’t you always in love?” Yes, I am.

Pleasant surprise!

Today I received a beautiful basket of flowers from an unknown person. I must say this is the biggest and most beautiful thing I have ever received. Even my mom has to exclaim that she has never seen such a beautiful basket of flowers (it looks much prettier in real life than in this picture taken from my camera). I was so surprised and happy, I burst to tears. Whoever you are, thank you so much. You made my day and gave me the much needed encouragement.



Thank you so much... Hugs and kisses...

Precious moments

Dạo gần đây tôi được nhìn thấy rất nhiều hình ảnh đẹp. Có một buổi sáng tôi dậy thật sớm. New York mưa suốt mấy hôm trước. Nhìn ra ngoài đường sáng hôm đó, thấy thành phố đẹp tuyệt diệu, như một cô gái vừa tắm dưới suối bước ra. Trời thì hửng nắng nhưng đất thì vẩn còn ẩm ướt. Có thể ngửi thấy mùi thơm của cỏ và cây. Ánh nắng lung linh chiếu lên các căn nhà cũ kĩ bên cạnh các nhà chọc trời cao ngất. New York tráng lệ nhưng cũng rất bình dân. Hàng sáng đi tàu điện đi làm hoăc lúc tối khuya về, tôi luôn nhìn thấy nhiều người ngủ gục trên tàu. Họ là những người phải dậy sớm đi rất xa đến chỗ làm, chỉ tranh thủ chợp mắt thêm trước khi bắt đầu một ngày làm việc hoặc ngủ gật sau một ngày dài lao động mệt mỏi.

To be honest, New York is a very dirty and complicated city. However, that’s what makes it beautiful. New York is like a more down to earth brother to its more elegant, classy but vain siblings London, Paris, Rome. It’s the city of the working people, the rich, the beautiful, and the colored. People live here when they’re rich, people come here to try to become rich, or others are just trying to make an honest living. Some came to New York looking for love.

Hôm nọ đi bộ trên đường, tôi nhìn thấy một cặp vợ chồng già nhưng ăn mặc rất đẹp đang đi cùng nhau. Họ vẫn khoác tay nhau thật tình cảm, vẫn nhìn nhau rất dịu dàng và âu yếm. Khi mình có tiền hoặc giàu có xinh đẹp thì thật dễ dàng có những người yêu mình. Nhưng để tìm được một người cùng mình vượt qua những năm tháng khó khăn thì thật là hiếm. Tìm được một người bạn đời để chia sẻ cuộc sống này đến tận tuổi già thì càng khó hơn. To find someone to grow old with you, to love you till the end, that’s precious.

I saw a gay couple on the subway with a baby stroller the other day. They looked so happy and adore their baby. I bet they will be wonderful loving parents.

My favorite thing to do is to walk along the riverside park near my apartment to watch other people’s dogs play in the dog park. I love those little hairy chubby dogs with the cutest butts ever. People usually come to this park with their significant other, with their children or their dogs. Or at least they come here to exercise. I’m the only person there without a boyfriend, without a kid, without a dog and not even jogging. After wandering around day dreaming I would also go to a local bakery to get a roll of French bread and buy some flowers at a shop nearby. Normally I would buy carnations or tulips, reserving roses for others to give me. But that day I thought “If I were to wait for a guy to give me roses, I would be waiting another fifty years.” And so I came home with two dozens of beautiful roses.

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Lists, lists, lists

Last night I got home from work at 1AM. As I was opening the front door to my apartment building, I looked up at the sky. It was a clear night, everything was so peaceful. The street was quiet except for a few cars passing by. A slight breeze passed by, making the leaves on the tree in front of my apartment tremble. I thought “This moment is precious”. In the morning when I left for work, the street has woken up. There was the honk of cars, the chattering of people walking and talking on their phones, the noise of dogs barking. The sky was a beautiful blue. I could see the sun shine on the old prewar buildings, creating this funny separation as if half of the building was a bright tone and the other half was a darker tone of the same color. The shadows of the trees on the sidewalk also created these beautiful lively patterns on the ground. I couldn’t help but smile.

Those of you who know me well know how much I love making lists. I make lists of everything everyday. Ha ha ha… So I am going to share with you some of my lists.

Things I will miss when I go home (besides friends):

§ Playing poker

§ Drinking and staying out late. At home, my curfew is 11 PM L

§ Walking along the river. Sông Sài Gòn or Hồ Con Rùa are not very romantic.

§ Window shopping in SoHo, on 5^th and Madison Avenue.

§ Watching old classic films from Netflix.

§ Talking freely on cell phones without afraid of wasting money.

§ Road tripping and wasting gas.

§ Good pizza

§ My beautiful apartment

Things I will NOT miss when I go home:

§ The late nights at work or the all-nighters in college. My parents will probably kill me if I don’t go to bed at home.

§ The cold winter

§ Spring allergy

§ Bagels

§ The high rent

§ The rumors and gossips among the Vietnamese circle in the US

My self-improvement list:

§ Be more hardworking. Nothing can replace patience and persistency.

§ Do not have high expectations for people. Just accept them for who they are (you don't have to love them). Also try to look at things from different perspectives.

§ Try not to become too cynical or jaded and lose faith in guys or love. That's why I'm still trying to read novels and watch chick flicks.

§ No matter how hard you try, you can't make everyone like you. And who cares if someone does not like you? It's their loss anyway, ha ha...

§ Do not beat yourself up for things that cannot be undone (I always beat myself up and feel bad forever about my mistakes). If you make a mistake, apologize sincerely, learn from the mistake and move on.

§ Do not fucking care what other people think, only your real friends and family matters. My problem is that I pay too much attention to what others think of me and suffer needlessly for this. People who hate me think I’m “tự cao, chảnh, ghê gớm”, people who like me think I’m “có cá tính”, the few people who really understand me know that I’m “nhát như thỏ dế, afraid of people, vulnerable and extremely insecure”.

§ Do not let others dictate how you feel. The funny thing is when I was small, I used to be a bully. But now I let others bully me all the time. Maybe that’s the price I have to pay.

§ Be consistent in everything you do. I am changing my actions and thinking all the time and that's not good.

§ Do not gossip (or spread rumours). Ever. It's fun to gossip about others but not fun when you're the one being gossiped about.

§ Do not judge anyone.

§ Control my temper. Take everything with a grain of salt.

§ Be nice. But honest. Always.

§ Do not make any decisions or take any actions (I tend to have very radical ones) when drunk/panicking/angry/hurt/sleepy/desperate/under someone's pressure.

§ Watch your mouth before you say anything. I often shoot myself in the foot for this.

§ Take risks but weigh the outcomes. I am always either too scared of risks or taking reckless risks.

§ Trust your intuition. Know when to not take bad advice. Trust people, but learn to trust the right ones.

§ Be less crazy and try not to make too many stupid jokes. Sometimes they're not funny to some people or under certain circumstances. My wild imagination and creativity has put me in trouble so many times…

§ Pray.

§ Last but not least, improve my flirting skills. You never know what you can get in life! Ha ha ha…

Disclaimer: My blog is for entertainment purposes only, please do not take it seriously or personally. Thank you!