The one that got away. You can forget about him for awhile, and then something will trigger the Pandora's Box of regret. A familiar smell, a sidelong glance at an old haunt, or news that he is doing extremely well without you. Singapore's street food slipped through my grasp and I guess I still haven't gotten over it.
Next month's Saveur which features "An Insider's Guide to Singapore" messed me up in the head. In the article, there are many beguiling pictures to remind me what I missed out on. Rice noodles on butcher paper, idli-like rice cakes, sardine curry puffs. I was so close. I had an overnight layover in Singapore. He was ready for me, but I could not get my act together. I DID NOT EAT THE STREET FOOD. Bewildering, sad and true.
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