My biggest craft inspiration: My mom, Lucy and grandma, Ruby.
Mom has always been interested in handicraft. Ever since I can remember, she is always busy with some sort of "project".. be it the festive hampers she creates for her clients, little hand-made cards she designs for church events or even little crafts ideas she come up with for the kids in her church group.
When I was a toddler, I was more often than not, dressed in an outfit crocheted by my mom.
My late maternal grandmother was also good with her fingers and taught me to sew and cross stitch. I remember my lessons with her making hair scrunchies and little rosettes to embellish my dresses with.
I must admit I did not learn knitting from either of them but instead from a very good friend. We were 3 bored girls in London who somehow decided to start knitting. Unfortunately, I seem to be the only one who has continued on.
My biggest food inspiration: My dad, John and boyfriend, Rommel.
Okay perhaps my dad plays a bigger part since he has been there to feed me since I was born. But of late Rommel and I are the "guinea pigs".. going out to try new restaurants and coming home with comments to my dad.
I mustn't forget my sister, Priscilla and brother, Patrick.
Priscilla (we call her by her Chinese name Shen) is my partner in crime when it comes to baking nowadays. She recently moved back to Malaysia after 5 years in England but pines for her life in England. She blogs at Kimono Daisuki.
My brother Patrick (also known as Fatteh because he was once a really fat kid) suddenly decided he wanted to become a doctor and got himself into Cambridge to study medicine. This blog is pretty much our way of communicating with him. What better way to torment a sibling suffering through miserable English weather than with pictures of glorious food and sunny holidays.