Loveboard

I like graffiting drawing on surfaces. Any surface. From napkins, to scraps to toes. It releases my endorphins. Its therapeutic. Really.

H is glad I finally found my permanent drawing board [I only sacrificed his toes once!] Precisely, our Loveboard. It's where we scribble, leave silly messages and write our love notes.

If I may say so, I am falling in love with our Loveboard. It cleans easily, doesnt leave any residue or dust and I dont need to waste any paper in the process.

But I guess I'm also causing H to have a minor heart failure. And I stress it should only be minor. ..Well, we kind of have alot of glass and some mirrors at the new house- and he can fully visualise his somewhat crazy wife sabotaging all such surfaces.

I promise I'll just stick to one glass panel...or maybe 2? 3?...Ok....4! 4! I settle at 4 and promise I wont draw on other areas.

Wanna see my rocks?

My rocks are up! My rocks are up!

Ok, so it isn't that amazing but atleast something got done and my drawings are finally in it's realization. I'm finally starting to see the end of this house building journey especially now that the paintwork is being finished up.

If you notice,our wall is painted too. First coat only though. Kinda whitish though the real colour is 'Purple Lint'- it's really a grey tint with a purple name...hmm.

Oh..and this is a looong story. But its the beginning of a glass roof covering my entrance porch. I'll tell you the story if you ever visit, but meanwhile, H dubs it as a steel pole with a Ultraman hat! - Not as per my drawings mind you!! Guess our contractor didnt have his thinking cap on when installing this baby.

Hawker Food- Miri Style

I haven't been quite fair to Miri- I realised I've just about never posted much on the eats and treats here when I blog so much more about other places. In all honesty, its most probably because I look a tad weird if I bring out my camera. I'll most probably get so much gawking I'd be more eager to stuff my camera in my bag.

A few days ago I felt brave. Camera brave. [Stuff the gawking, oohs and ahhs, I'll just pretend I'm a journalist of some sort.] So if you're in Miri and see me in a awkward pose photographing food, just ignore me.  

Now, you really haven't been to Miri if you've missed out what the locals know as 'Open Air'. This market, officially known as Miri Central Market is not only known for fresh local produce, but has a variety of good eats. I could go there everyday. Seriously. They have what I think is the best coffee too!

This Sunday, we went for:

Curry Rice. (Ah Sen Curry Rice-5th Stall) You know something is good when their income relies soley on one dish. Their rice is served with a good dashing of curry or meat sauce accompanied by chicken, char siew and marinated pork. Run by a team of siblings, this stall has been around since I was a kid. But don't come if youre in hurry- because good food needs waiting!

You Tiao (Street facing corner stall, Kueh area) - Otherwise known as You Char Kueh. I love it with kaya or sweet yellow bean soup. RM 1 for 4 pieces. A family stall recipe passed down from generations. Many times if I head to the market at a later time, the stall won't even be around anymore as they've packed their goods and are done for the day.

Head down early and be prepared for a little sweat. Its all worth it I promise.


Miri Central Market
Between Brooke Road and Jalan Kingsway

You had me at Chocolate

This is a keeper. I don't know about you, but theres days where I'm just thinking about rich, moist, soft delectable chocolate cakes- maybe because I wasn't contented with my hard rock ones, but boy am I glad I finally found this recipe.

Ladies, this is one for PMS. Really. Yeah. Its that day when u need something sweet, something oozing with flavour and can gobble down within seconds.

Don't compare this to sponges- its just as simple as a rich and soft chocolate cake. Imagine it served with cream, ice cream even..or a hot coffee.

I just had two slices...but I know you wouldn't hold that against me.

French Chocolate Cake

adapted from here.

1/4 cup brown sugar
300g dark chocolate couverture, chopped
125g unsalted butter
1 tsp vanilla essence
5 egg yolks
5 egg whites
1/4 cup plain flour
pinch of baking soda
1 Tsp instant coffee

To dust: Brown Sugar, Cocoa, Butter

1. Brush 20cm cake pan with softened butter and dust with sugar.
2. Preheat oven to 160 Celcius.
3. Melt sugar, chocolate, butter and instant coffee over double boiler. Making sure its smooth.
4. Take off heat, add vanilla essence.
5. Beat in egg yolks one at a time until even.
6. Add in plain flour and baking soda.
7. In a separate bowl, beat egg whites until stiff and fluffy.
8. Carefully mix egg whites with chocolate mixture and place in tin.
9. Bake for approximately 45 minutes or until skewer comes out clean.
10. Dust with cocoa powder.

OZ OZ OZ! Oi Oi Oi!

While my bestie Di was throwing a birthday bash for her baby's first birthday, I, a few continents away was trying to savour anything Australian by making sausage rolls.

Because:

a) Rumour has it Di makes some nasty sausage rolls and the original recipe is from her. ( I think you should all hunt her down for the recipe cos it really is nasty!)

b) I link sausage rolls to Australia and getting them from my school canteen.

c) I'm sad and think that if I made sausage rolls on the same day, I'm part of the celebration. -Its just the way my mind works.

d) H never, never-ever had sausage rolls and I wanted to Ausie-nize him.

e) Another bestie a few countries away made it the weekend before and told me it was gooooood!

f) I was just hungry.

Happy birthday Mia! Your crazy Aunty Liya was celebrating with you- somewhat.

My strange [un] co-ordinated life

I think my life is adorned with bloopers. Serious. ..And I think I better write about H. Cos after that post, someone had insecurities and I thought I should be fair. [But hey, its like 1001 blog entries about H and one measely post about Lee Hom but who's really counting? H. Probably.] hehe.

So while I was waiting for his cake to set, I made him a card. A quick one 'cos you know my current situation with houses and all- lets not go there.

If you're wondering why are my embossed letters dotted and all..let me tell you this- My heating tool, brand new-never been used heating tool, died on me.

I thought I'd have it easy, after using hairdryers and toasters to melt embossing powders for the last few years, I finally bought my heating tool and it died on me. What are the chances of that? As in I took it out of the plastic cover, turned it on, saw it fume and die! I thought I was gonna set myself on fire!! I thought

And the worst part? I don't know where's the receipt..I dont even know if I can have refunds. And if I refund, I need to bring it to Singapore. Grrr. So much for buying new spiffy tools.

So I resorted back to my boring old toaster, which incidentally decided to gobble my letters and make my letters more dotty. I'll just tell H its the rusty metal look or something.

On a better note..we celebrated here for the weekend..

It's also where we got married. *smiles.
And coz we're special [no, not really], the hotel was nice enough to set this up for us:)

Bliss..

Guess that's nature's way of sorting and balancing out my life.

Chilled Lemon Cheesecake

So my Lemon Cheesecake doesn't look very lemony. But I was really trying to spruce it up for H's birthday. Everytime I ask H what cake would he like, I just about get the same old 'Chilled Lemon Cheesecake' answer. Makes it easy for me though, this is a no bake cake! Super easy and just needs a few hours in the fridge.

So I planned H's cake way before, and knew I wanted to garnish it with chocolate, strawberries and lychees. I thought the salty cheese, sourish notes from strawberries and lemons combined with tropical lashings of lychees dolloped with sweet-bitter chocolate would combine really well- that, or a potential stomach disaster. But I chose to believe in the first option- and went for it. 

Chilled Lemon Cheesecake [minus the garnishings]

Base

110g Digestive Biscuits

50g Butter

1. Crush biscuits in a zip lock bag or food processort until fine.

2. Melt butter in microwave/ in a pan.

3. Combine melted butter and biscuits together and compress in a 8" cheesecake tin. Refrigerate for atleast 15 mins.

Lemon Filling

350g (1 1/2 blocks) Softened Creamed Cheese (Preferably Philadelphia brand as it holds better.)

75g Castor Sugar

Zest of 1 Lemon (Try getting lemons from Australia/USA -Western Countries, as Asian lemons tend to have a really bitter taste to them)

Juice of 1 large Lemon

250g Cream (Preferably Anchor brand)

1 tsp Gelatin Powder

2 Tsp Hot Water

1. Beat cream cheese, castor sugar, zest of lemon and lemon juice together until soft and creamy.

2. Mix gelatin powder and hot water together until fully dissolved. Add into cream cheese mixture.

3. In a separate bowl, whip cream until soft peaks form. Gently fold into cheese mixture until even.

4. Place filling onto base and let it set for atleast 2-3 hours. Preferably overnight.

He's the man

I should of gone to Singapore this previous weekend. For one sole reason.

This man. This man that I still go weak in the knees for and most probably faint if I ever meet him. I guess he's the only man [besides H ofcourse] that makes my heart pump faster and my hormones rage. Ok, you shouldn't know that. But he's really freaking talented- and good looking ofcourse!

I've got a thing for talented guys. - I'm still trying to get H to play the piano. In hopes he'll be like Lee Hom. [Girls can have dreams?!]

And it's all my friend Serene's fault. [A big wave to Serene!!] She's so lucky [and I'm immensely jealous], her work place had free tickets to the official opening of Ion Orchard, which featured Lee Hom. She got to meet him, and sent me these photos. LUCKY! She's yet to update me on how everything is. Or maybe she's still recuperating from meeting him. lol.

Meanwhile, I'll just dwell on the fact that I stepped on the floors he's stepping on- or so I hope, and the fact that I just rambled on about some superstar like I was a hormone imbalanced teenager.

I swear I'm otherwise normal. Really.

Home @ House

House, oh House, when you will be ready? When can I complete all the tiling and paintwork?

When can I have a proper courtyard I can laze in?

When can I get polished floors and use you as my study?

When can I sleep in this bedroom? When can all the mess subside and furniture be moved in?

House is quite bare. Essentially- just a envelope with walls yet to be fully painted and raw timber floors. I want my home.

Friends have been asking how our house is coming along, and I always sum it up in one word- Slow. Hence I haven't been taking much photos because there isn't much to see.

Get a move on House! ..Puhlease?! 

Chocolate Cupcakes (Hard Rock Version)

* No, not Hard Rock as in the Hard Rock...but as in hard as a rock. ..ok nevermind, just read on..

How do you like your chocolate cupcakes?

Bare?

Dusted with icing?

Dipped in chocolate?

Topped with ganache?

I like mine warm, with chocolate ganache dabbled on top. Which literally means the ganache kinda melts sometimes. But I like it that way. It's like eating cakes with oozing centers.

I felt compelled one Saturday afternoon to bake with chocolate. I felt adventurous. My pattiserie dream was heading out again. Mind you, when I have pattiserie dreams, I normally end up with somewhat failed attempts.

So I dabbled a little and came up with a chocolate cupcake recipe. I wanted it to be real chocolatey. As in cho-co-late-y! I mixed, I baked, I decorated, I ate. Chocolate. Yummm.

Correction, I ate some unbaked dough in between. I admit. I like dough. Or, you could just pretend I'm trying to show you the texture of unbaked dough. Moving on..

I then put the remaining cupcakes in the refridgerator and thats when things started to go wrong. Do people put cupcakes in fridges??

Anyways...it came out rock hard. Hard rock. Hard as rock. Nearly a cookie. -It tasted fine warm, but not afterwards. Hmm...

So if you'd like my Hard Rock but super chocolatey cupcake recipe, read on..

Hard Rock Chocolate Cupcakes.

On that note, did you know the name cupcakes originated from measurements done in cups and hence the name? Well, I didn't, I always thought it was named after their size. Durh.

1 cup chocolate couverture- dont be obessesed with getting this to the dot.

1/2 cup softened butter

1/2 cup fine sugar

1 2/3 cup plain flour

2 teaspoons baking powder

1/2 teaspoon salt

1 packet of instant coffee-cappuccino flavour mixed with half a cup of hot water

2 eggs

1. Preheat oven to 170C.

2. Melt chocolate over double boiler or in the oven. Let it cool. Add in the diluted instant coffee.

3. Beat sugar and butter until creamy.

4. Slowly add in flour, baking powder and salt. Then, add eggs and chocolate mixture.

5. Bake for 15 minutes or until cooked.

Cool before decorating. And eat like no one's watching.

The Ion Rave: The ongoing hunt along Orchard

My first visit to Ion was ..well, bleh. It most probably took me 20 minutes and I finished [what I thought] was the whole she-bang. I went through about three floors of Ion before I told H I wanted to get out of there. It was just filled with branded outlets- it made me feel poor. I thought it was just a tiny shopping center filled with luxurious shops.

Wrong.

I started reading magazines, seeing advertisements and somehow everything was in Ion. Why didn't I see them?

So during this trip Singapore, I hunted. I'm sure my last trip didn't do it any justice. Afterall, why was everyone raving about it?

Little did I know, hidden in the basements were lots of quaint outlets and quirky shops. How could I miss the basement? All the food- yes, that kind of posseses my world, all the imported stuff they had from Japan, all the funky eats and treats.

Insight: At around 9am-ish, pretty much nothing is open along Orchard. There isnt much of a crowd either. Honestly, I had been hunting down 2 eateries which I read great reviews about but were dully disappointed when none of them were open. Hence we made our way to Ion just to fill our hunger pangs.

Now we're talking. Yeah baby!

Ion basement (B4) was filled with choices- but we weren't quite adventurous anymore [after the morning detours] and settled for simple egg and bread at Tea Loft.

The decor reminded me of a Colonial Tea Parlour filled with cakes and delights.

*Kindly excuse H rummaging through his bag. Thank you.

...And I love these chairs. Something about the rivets. Nice.

While- coffee, egg and bread somehow reminds me of my late grandpa.

Lunch was at Canton-i. A mix of Chinese influenced foods.

Aint the decor pur-reee-tty? ...Complete with dainty china.

Did you see all the little boys on the plate? Ancient Chinese boys had no hair. And if they did, it was styled like spring onion- According to the plate.

You can't forget the teapot either- also with bald spring onion boys.

Roast pork & Duck- Kur-reeee-s-peee!! Yums!

Custard buns

Xiao Loong bao- I should have a global mission to hunt these down. I never seem to miss them on any menu. Sucker for these- anytime, anywhere.

Shark Fin Dumpling Soup

We also ventured to Three Sixty- a Hong Kong gourmet franchise supermarket. Here we found these plump Japanese grapes. Curiousity got the better of us [all H's fault I'd say] and we bought these super expensive grapes that tasted like wine and were crunchy on the outside. Note the price tag?!!

Tea Loft- B4, Ion Orchard.

Canton-i- I forgot which level. 3?4? Sorry. Ion Orchard.

Days [and nights] should be so.

I have to admit, ever since H and I splurged on our marital bed, every other bed is just seemingly -too hard, too soft, has poking wires and so fourth.

Then we'd complain about the pillows whenever we're travelling. On that note- why are hotel pillows always so darn sinking soft?

Every hotel should have pillow menus I reckon!

We're kinda spoilt that way. Brats! Annoying brats. Whingers!

I was pretty lucky this time. As part of the birthday-mini-getaway, H decided to book a fairly reputable hotel right along Orchard.

I have to admit, the bed was pretty good. [I still love my bed, but hey who's complaining on a holiday?!] The sheets were soft. But I guess the pillows were still a little too soft for my liking.

I liked how the adjustable lamp hung from the ceiling.

..How they had modern interpretations of Chinese decor...

...How they had small details to make the guest feel welcomed...


...And how there we're a-plenty of shower nozels to scrub myself clean.

Oh..and I had to tell you this...

Meritus Mandarin Hotel is also well known for their Hainanese Chicken Rice.

We arrived quite late from our flight and after settling in a bit, we got a tad hungry. The bonus was, Chatterbox was on the 28th floor and was open 24 hours during weekends. -Just right for our Hainanese Chicken Rice dinner.

How could you beat eating Hainanese Chicken Rice, drinking Chin Chou and looking into Singapore's cityscape way into the night?

Ok, so it wasn't the best place for photos, but hey, it was a great beginning to a mini-getaway.

Meritus Mandarin

333 Orchard Road

Singapore 238867

Tel: (65) 6737 4411

Another Candle on the Cake

I've got alot of explaining to do. I haven't been blogging much because ironically so much has been happening. [Ironic because when I have lots to say I have no time to write it-life just works that way sometimes]

Anyways..

Happy birthday tweedledee! -I just got another year older. Bleh. ...

Four years ago (2005)- I was living in KL, H flew to surprise me on my birthday only to find he'd be meeting my parents for the first time! -They too, flew in to celebrate.

...Three years ago (2006)- H cooked up a dinner for two, baked his infamous Prune cake [and maybe that was the last I've ever had it] and we flew to Perth after for a friend's wedding. I was also then pleasantly surprised by a birthday dinner thrown by my dearest and closest girlfriends.

...Two years ago (2007)- I think we celebrated with dinner at Marriott, but all is vague now.

...One year ago (2008)- We had a quiet one. I got a cake and present at the stroke of midnight- My very first taste of Mac. We then went for a day trip to Brunei, followed by dinner.

-All of which I remember [or don't] because I flipped through photos.

This year, I thought I better keep track because I'm fast forgetting! We had a birthday-getaway at the Merlion City. -Hail Singapore!

We started bright n early with a trip to Tanjong Pagar just for their renowned Bak Ku Teh. My family has followed this outlet around Singapore for the past 20 years or so. We're serious BKT fans!

I love how their soup is infused with garlic and pepper

..How their mustard greens are just right- not too salty or overpowering

..And how my love for pork inner bits can be ordered here..

..simply..just how everything goes together.

And it is here I confess, I love their mustard greens so much I decided to pack some, and fly them back-hand carried. Taking care of it as though it was my baby. I would of asked for a Fragile sticker but I didn't want customs to think I was insane. -I get crazy about food like that.

..Moving on..

The heavy breakfast meant we weren't really up for lunch..so we figured we'd try some snacks.

Here's Green Tea Mochi ice cream- say it with the Cookie Monster tone- cos you can chomp it down really easy. We got ours from Beard Papa's. So addictive!

Here's my cream puff also from Beard Papa's.

We ended the day with dinner at Lawry's [again]. This time I took better photos to show you why I clearly have a Lawry's addiction.

First there's the spinning bowl salad, served with chilled plates and forks complete with a waitress doing a rotating dance routine. -serious!

Then, the beef is carved in front of you by a chef, with meat to your liking and cut specifically to either enhance taste, flavour or texture.

For those who just aren't into blood or rare meat, skip now! Here's my beef served with yummy mash and a rich gravy. I kind of feel like a carnivore sometimes.

..and Yorkshire Pudding. Soft, crunchy..just right with gravy.

We nearly always also order a pan of mushrooms because H is a mushroom addict.

And this time, I got a cake too! Complete with photos complimentary of Lawry's that was emailed to me the next day. Thats what i call 5-star service!

So there..this year's birthday was kinda..literally...all about food. I guess next year or the year after and the year after that will most probably be about food too.

So long my Swedish Love

I'm currently going over this.

As in over, and over- squint- your- eyes- and- see- the- ruffled- corners-over!

I know its slightly late, but hey you got to give me credit. Let me tell you all about the trials and tribulations of getting anything Ikea around here.

A few months ago, this catalogue was flown in. Yes, air-flown. My beloved sister knows I have this weird attachment to all things Ikea and hence saves me anything Ikea related when she sees one. My parents bring it back to me and I start drooling.

Bless my sister and my parents for enduring this weird obsession I have. But I swear I'm normal.

Then if I were to order anything, I'd need to fly it in too..or even cargo it. Yes, I've done that before.

So now that I'm going over and over it for my own house, I realised I'm just going to get the carpenter to make my furniture. Serious. And before you come knocking on my door to tell me I've broken my life-long promise to stick through thick and thin with Ikea..let me tell you why.

Ikea gets expensive once I have to ship it in. And when I do ship it in, sometimes it gets broken. Not to mention I need to go over things a million times or so on the phone with my shipping agent. So it kind of defeats the purpose of Ikea in the first place.

So, I'm going to start from square one. Draw my own cupboards/wardrobes and give it to my carpenter. This was the scenario for doing my kitchen and I guess I'll have to go through it again. But it doesn't stop me from picking up this book...cos it's kinda my inspiration.

Sorry I've betrayed you Ikea, but I guess we needed to part some day.

Where's my craft room?

The last time I did anything remotely crafty was back in August and my hands have been itching ever since. My supplies are still everywhere and nothing [in terms of crafting] has changed.

I've been busy with my other hobby- baking. Ala-mooncakes! I felt like a mooncake factory last week after churning boxes of mooncakes for family and friends. After the first batch, I made more, and more ..and more!- Oreo Mooncakes, Pandan Mooncakes, Green Tea Lotus Mooncakes..which has most probably deterred me from making mooncakes for another five years or so..

But maybe thats what marriage does to you. Part of [not so] newlywed novelty is indulging your other half with food and all things equally comforting. -I'll keep you updated on this one. Or maybe I'm in serious need of a huge table with many drawers to sort out all my nic-naks.

Yesterday I felt compelled to write a thank you note. I haven't written notes in a very long time. Not the lovey-dovey-might-make-you-gag type anyway.

H has been sweet. He's organised a mini-getaway for my birthday- I'll tell you about it soon:) It provided me the perfect excuse to use my new-but old supplies.

Wait..does that make sense? New because I've never used them, despite buying them for a looong time. They've been really lonely sitting in boxes. Poor crafties. We will meet soon, I promise.

So this was a quick one, complete with matching transparent envelope @ postcard size.

I need this

..So maybe I don't. But I've been drooling over it and couldn't live another day without buying it. I got it for my nephew!

They should make this for adults. Seriously. Adults would look so cute- you might spot me from 10 kilometers away, but heck I'd have a fun ride. I'd just tell H to tug me along when my feet are tired. I'd sit on it when I'm tired from shopping and put my stuff in it too.

I think these are one of those moments H is proud to have me as his wife.

hahahaaa....

Just incase you have similar thoughts as me and think you'd look uber cool with one..I got my [technically my nephew's] Trunki Tipu Tiger from here and the link is here. -Got the image there too.

Where are my bed bugs?

Shhh..it's midnight, and I'm awake. I've turned a million times, closed my eyes for atleast a few hours, read magazines..and now I'm here. Hurray. ?!?!

H is fast asleep right beside me. Snoring away. 

Midnight thought: You reckon if I start tickling him he'd be angry? Or entertain me like last time ? Hmm. No. I'm a nice wife. I swear. Despite previous times where I may of asked him stupid questions, tonight I won't. I promise. But I am tempted to wriggle his nose and pinch his cheeks.

Ok, I won't. Nice wife. Nice wife. Think nice wife. Think sheep. Sheep. Lots of sheep. Or cows? No..sheep. Sheep jump over the fence better. Dogs? No, sheep.

My latest obsession

These, yes these, are my latest obsessions. No, not my fat feet...my shoes. My dear shoes. I wear them everyday. They are shoes that love me. Really. They are my OKA b's. So I should of cleaned them before the photo...but just ignore that part.

They [should] kinda look like these, but mine has a ribbon. I wear them everywhere. Just incase you're wondering, they havent commissioned me for this, I'm just in love. They were even on Oprah. Come on people..Oprah!

When I bought them, I wanted two. The other one would of been like this.

And this was my justification to H :

I can use them when I'm preggers next time, you know, they're safe and non-slip.

-Thats how I work my hubby. Tee Hee.

Well, I didn't get my second pair..but I wish I did. And I will [I'm terribly determined on this matter].

Just to give you some information about my OKA b's, here's what the website says:

WHY OKA b.

Shoes That Love You™OKA b. offers unmatched comfort in footwear without sacrificing a sense of style. OKA b. cares about feet and fashion, and offers more than just footwear – we create Shoes That Love You: -I agree. Totally. Did I tell you that already?

Antimicrobial material resists bacteria, keeping feet clean and healthy-No smelly feet so far! Wait, did you need to know that?!

Microplast® technology provides cushioned, lightweight and flexible foot support -I don't really know what's Microplast, but yes they're light and soft.

Massage-beaded foot bed pampers feet with each step -Uh huh

Reflexology-inspired and ergonomic design

One-piece, fully molded construction ensures stability and durability

Non-slip, non-marking soles prevent slips andtrips in spa and pool areas -I told you they're good for maternity?!

Colorfast, non-fading material keeps OKA b. styles looking new

Vegan-Friendly and Recyclable -Seriously?! Are there non-vegetarian shoes??!!!

Proudly made in the USA

Two-year guarantee

And here's the extra bonus. When I bought mine in Singapore, the tanned-beachy dude who was most probably 10 years younger than me told me I can chuck them in the dishwasher or washing machine to wash them. Aint that cool?! -Atleast he thought it was uber cool.

So who's up for some internet shopping???

*Note: Original images, besides the one of my fat feet are from OKA b's website.

Snow Skin Mooncake

Rewind 10 [ok, possibly 20] years ago. I got back from school to a house filled with chatter-aunts and sweet aromas all coming from my mum's kitchen. The dining table had a stack of mooncakes baked and another pile filled with white fluffy mooncakes. This bunch of housewives had everything going- tins of lotus paste, lots of pastry and even matching mooncake boxes.-This was my first recollection of mooncakes and Mid-Autumn Festival.

I remember asking my mum why were there fluffy mooncakes? Were they raw and uncooked? ..And then I most probably scoffed them down the second she told me they were edible and digested the whole thing when she told me they were Snow skin [ping pi] mooncakes.

Now, a few months into marriage and I'm conforming to my wifely duties. -Much like those chatter-aunts that were in the kitchen pleasing their husband's tummy. To be utterly honest, I wasn't too keen on making mooncakes. From memory, it seemed like something that would test my patience and make my body go weak. Yes, I'm lazy like that.

But after H's failed desperate prowl for snow skin mooncakes the night before, I thought I'd be nice- you know, to make up for the times i'm embarassing, childish..or for those toe drawings I do.

So here goes my mess..

Life is so much easier with plastic moulds

Excuse my fat fingers- pandan lotus mooncakes in the making

Green Tea Snow Skin Mooncakes

The lot. With imperfections and all.

Guess who got lots of kisses and wife points last night?! Tee Hee.

Simplicity takes it

My mind had been calling for some comfort food for the whole week. It had to be warm, with loads of egg and cheese.

Come Saturday afternoon and I needed some lunch fast, no fuss- way easy.

And this is what came from it..I'm not sure if its a frittata or a omelette..either way it tasted good!

Egg and Cheese bake

1 cup cream

5 eggs

Handful of Cheese- I used whatever was in my fridge, in this case, Colby cheese

Dash of Paprika

Dash of Pepper

Dash of Salt

This is the easiest instructions ever - you ready?

Chuck everything together and mix 'til even. Bake on 180 Celcius for 20 minutes.

What came out was what I had conjured in my mind all week. It was light, soft, fluffy, cheesy.. just what I needed.

Now I'm suffice...