I can live in a house without tv and/or radio. But put me in a house where I cannot cook. I will go bonkers. The voices in my head are getting quite difficult to ignore these days. There 's a lot on my mind. And when my mind start to go funky on me, I head for the kitchen. As I mull, I cook and as I cook, I mull. Twist the problems this way and that way. Peel away at it layer by layer. Strectch it. Pound on it. Beat it. Knead it. Let it ferment. See how things react. No the problems don't go away just like that but at least it doesn't occupy a large percentage of my mind. So I baked tapioca custard, pineapple cake with cream cheese frosting, crescent rolls, buns with meat & potatoes filling and spiral curry puff. I made dalca & biryani the day before. There is still some leftover. The buns will go great with my 2-day old dhal curry. Tonight, kids and I will splurge!
And I finished reading the reluctant tuscan. Makes me want to go live there but I will settle for a shack somewhere in Langkawi. It's nearer to my family and it is sunny year round.
tak de kenduri lah. just the weather outside is so cold. nak keluar rumahpun malas and I have all the ingredients for bakingat my disposal. might as well keep my kitchen warm and cosy by turning on the oven. thanks for stopping by mamafami