We've taken to having our big, rice-based meal at lunch. Now for dinner, we've moved to simply soup and a sandwich.
I would often know when Jay's made a batch even if I'm not around for the process. For when I use my bath towel in the evening, it can smell of pandan leaves. That is even when the kitchen exhaust fan's been running and the doors to the bathroom closed. It's okay as I rather like it. It reminds me of how great the soup tasted.