Auntie Mona says you are only "true" when white, not roasted, but roasted is how I've come to love you. Can you blame me? Last summer, in Singapore, I spent hours wading through blogs and my godfather's copy of Makan Sutra--just so I could find aunties and uncles who cook you the way I like.
I am particular about your condiments; they are like joints to me. The chili sauce cannot be too vinegary. The same goes for your minced ginger sauce--fresh, always fresh. I don't usually like thic...