I’m a chubby homecook who loves to eat and cook!

I cook with memories of my childhood.

Growing up, I could never understand why my dad made me stay in the kitchen and watch him cook dinner while my brothers got to enjoy their evening cartoons. I complained, of course. Yet I was also the biggest glutton in the family. Whenever I stayed with my grandparents, I could eat my grandma’s cooking non-stop.

Those childhood kitchens eventually became the heart of Fat Queen Cooks.

Life in Singapore is hectic. Cooking for ourselves and our families often takes a back seat, especially when eating out is so convenient. So I set out to preserve the kind of homecooked food I remember growing up with. The smell of dinner drifting along the corridor. Familiar dishes appearing on the table. Simple food that somehow tastes like home.

A lot of my cooking comes from the people who fed me.

My dad was once an onboard chef. He was methodical about cooking and strongly against overly processed food and unnecessary additives. My mum was almost the opposite. Armed with the popular AMC and Fissler pots of the time, she loved the convenience of one-pot cooking and anything that tasted good!

My paternal grandparents were Teochew from Swatow, China. Although I wasn’t especially close to them, some of the Teochew dishes I remember eating have stayed with me all these years. My maternal grandma was Cantonese and a wonderful cook. She was probably the person who truly made me fall in love with food.

Food is life. I live to eat.

And that is still how I cook today.

Every dish at FQC comes from somewhere. A person, a place, a childhood meal, a family kitchen, a smell I still remember. Some memories run deeper than others, but every dish has a story.

I’m simply cooking those memories for you now. ❤️

Eat well. Be well.