believe it or not, i don't know how to cook before i came to study in london.
the first and only lauk i've made was ayam pedas. i was only sweet17 that time. just finished spm, lepaking at home+babysitting the little siblings as mama brought the maid to the immigration to renew her passport. but it took them ages to come home and the little ones complaining, "lapar lapar lapar".
mama insisted that she's nearly finishing and that i don't have to trouble myself! [hahaha i bet she's worried that i might burned the whole house.]
but cooking can't be that hard, can it? *shrug*
the end result?
babysis didn't eat at all. brother2 had one bite and felt like puking because it was too salty (i didn't know that you weren't meant to put the same amount of garam and kunyit on the chicken ready-to-be-fried). while brother1 had 2 pieces of chicken before his tears streamed down his cheeks. it was soooo pedas because *paused* i used nearly one genggam of cili padi (green bird-eyes chillis) instead of the dried chilli.
....t'was loooooong time ago! *laugh*
now i'm a good cook; don't you think so? (whoever that supports this statement dapat free dinner!ngeeeeh.)
until i've reached the stage that sometimes i do get annoyed at mr.bofwen for being so rigid in cooking. not like this, not like that! cannot cannot cannot. *frown* ohkaylah, technically he is a better cook because he taught me how to cook in first year. and hmm his sambal udang is fantastic *drooling* but that was before he went back to Penang *pause* maybe we are equal now since he no longer cooks. [...never thought i'll reached this stage someday! YESSSSSS!!! hohoho]
i believe there are a lot of different ways to produce that one dish. you just gotta be creative in your cooking- there's no right or wrong. it's about creating a harmony within all the ingredients you have campak-ed into the kuali.
or maybe my theory is wrong. and i just have this ego issue that i can't let go. i mean, women are meant to be good in cooking, no? just like how men supposed to be good with cars, plumbing, changing light bulp and other handymen's job. pressure dowh if the guy partner is way better in the kitchen then start criticizing this and that.*shot the look-who's-holding-the-sudip-now to mr.bofwen*
it's my territory, so back off!
(....naaaah, i didn't verbally said it out loud to him!)
i think he gave up already! now he never bothers me in the kitchen- he just let me do my business, my own way. during his recent trip, he neither came to help potong-potong nor at least to keep me company in the kitchen. errr that sounded wrong somehow. i don't want a lazy husband oso. maybe i should insist on having him in the kitchen, duduk diam-diam at one corner while i'm cooking?
yes, i'm fickle like that! O_o
the first and only lauk i've made was ayam pedas. i was only sweet17 that time. just finished spm, lepaking at home+babysitting the little siblings as mama brought the maid to the immigration to renew her passport. but it took them ages to come home and the little ones complaining, "lapar lapar lapar".
mama insisted that she's nearly finishing and that i don't have to trouble myself! [hahaha i bet she's worried that i might burned the whole house.]
but cooking can't be that hard, can it? *shrug*
the end result?
babysis didn't eat at all. brother2 had one bite and felt like puking because it was too salty (i didn't know that you weren't meant to put the same amount of garam and kunyit on the chicken ready-to-be-fried). while brother1 had 2 pieces of chicken before his tears streamed down his cheeks. it was soooo pedas because *paused* i used nearly one genggam of cili padi (green bird-eyes chillis) instead of the dried chilli.
....t'was loooooong time ago! *laugh*
now i'm a good cook; don't you think so? (whoever that supports this statement dapat free dinner!ngeeeeh.)
until i've reached the stage that sometimes i do get annoyed at mr.bofwen for being so rigid in cooking. not like this, not like that! cannot cannot cannot. *frown* ohkaylah, technically he is a better cook because he taught me how to cook in first year. and hmm his sambal udang is fantastic *drooling* but that was before he went back to Penang *pause* maybe we are equal now since he no longer cooks. [...never thought i'll reached this stage someday! YESSSSSS!!! hohoho]
i believe there are a lot of different ways to produce that one dish. you just gotta be creative in your cooking- there's no right or wrong. it's about creating a harmony within all the ingredients you have campak-ed into the kuali.
or maybe my theory is wrong. and i just have this ego issue that i can't let go. i mean, women are meant to be good in cooking, no? just like how men supposed to be good with cars, plumbing, changing light bulp and other handymen's job. pressure dowh if the guy partner is way better in the kitchen then start criticizing this and that.*shot the look-who's-holding-the-sudip-now to mr.bofwen*
it's my territory, so back off!
(....naaaah, i didn't verbally said it out loud to him!)
i think he gave up already! now he never bothers me in the kitchen- he just let me do my business, my own way. during his recent trip, he neither came to help potong-potong nor at least to keep me company in the kitchen. errr that sounded wrong somehow. i don't want a lazy husband oso. maybe i should insist on having him in the kitchen, duduk diam-diam at one corner while i'm cooking?
yes, i'm fickle like that! O_o
2 comments:
u r a GREAT COOK! *wink2* :p
OH NO!!!! now i got to cook for u. rofl. ok let me flip the recipe book, hunt for the perfect new recipe to try ;))
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