cookbooks

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bunnnnnns

This is the latest photo of food that I have cooked/baked. Decided to give the old school buns recipe from ieatishootipost a shot and 5 hours later, these babies emerged from the oven.

Earlier tonight, it was a mac & cheese dinner. Too much milk and there was a wet & a tad soggy consistency to it. But hey, the kids wiped their plates clean. Can’t complain. I served them dinner with a cup of leatherwood honey & lemon drink. Yum. Perfect drink to wash it down. QT finished his dinner with a cup of milk.

Where…do all the kids pack it. Urgh. Gonna eat me poor I tell you.

The recipe for the mac & cheese was from the first cookbook I owned. I bought it from the Sandy Bay News Agency in Tasmania. The Perfect Cookbook by Dave Herbert. The recipes were simple and easy to follow. My first dish from the book was a baked cheesecake. It was soooo good. A close friend borrowed it from me, and that weekend, we were treated to a roast lamb. My ex-boss borrowed it from me, and she served the customers coffee or ice cream with almond biscottis.

That book has seen me through many dishes and years. It is still the one cookbook I go to when I need a quick meal. It has never failed me.

As I closed the cookbook, the page was slightly dusted with flour. I swept it off, and then hesitated before closing the book with still some flour residue on the page. Some of the pages had some oil stains on it, some with some paste stuck on it.

What would my kids think if they were to flip through the book one day? Would they wonder how I was prepping the food? Would they wonder how I decided that the dish would go into the meal for the week? Would they have a favourite dish that they would go to?

I have a notebook that I handwrite favourite recipes that I got from the internet, with my own notes and adjustments. Waffles, brownies, steamed egg, salads. Who would be the ones flipping it through it and following it, just so that they could have the same waffles they have always had?

Yeah, waffles are a precious commodity in our household. We don’t make it all the time but when we do, we make shitloads of it to freeze so that they are our backups when mommy and daddy are forget to buy a loaf of bread for breakfast. haha.

I enjoy cooking I do. Just waiting for the kids to grow up a little more so that I will have more time to cook the dishes that I want to cook. Master some of the dishes that my grandmas cooked. Poh Poh’s bak zhang, Mama’s nonya dishes.

The waterworks started when I realised that I didn’t let my paternal grandma try out my bakwan kepeting. She approved of the babi sioh when I tried it out one day tho. I heard that her kueh kuehs were awesome. I recently joined a Peranakan food Facebook group and the dishes looked amazing and fairly easy to recreate (granted most of the people who were attempting it were like retirees or did not have young kids like me haha)

For now, we’ll stick to the homemade pizzas, nut butters, bread, granola and regular meals.

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next phase: Primary 1

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tomorrow is the start of the Phase 2C primary school registration. It’s the phase that Donald n I have been waiting for to register Oliver for primary school.

Gosh..has 6 years just passed?

Oliver had been excited about primary school. He would tell people that he was going to Yu Neng. Hahah. eh, 八字都没有一瞥leh. Anyhow tell people that.

But last Friday, he looked at me in all seriousness and said..

mummy, I don’t want to go to primary school’

Eh, that wasn’t what you have been saying wor. Are you a little afraid of going to primary school?

He nodded.

Primary school is big, he would have to make new friends. There were bigger responsibilities. More homework. I had been trying to prep him for it, having a bit more routine especially with learning. I had been slack. We had been winging it a lot. Kindy would probably feel more like a holiday compared to primary school.

Horrors of horrors, I realised that his Mandarin was damn terok too. He had forgotten how to write words he learnt last year! This cannot do! Can read, cannot write (basically the state Donald and I are in currently..hahahaha) is bad.

But we had a chat. I told him about the new stuff that he had been game to try despite it being his first time and he ended up liking it. Primary school would hopefully be similar. That there would be many firsts and he would try and hopefully like them.

As much as he is excited, I forget that primary school may seem daunting. I mean, you could technically speaking get lost in school, and Ollie is terrible at asking strangers for help or even ordering food. Like he can have a conversation with strangers, but get him to ask them for help at first, super fail siah. How leh like that?

We’re hoping the kiddo gets into the school we register for, and we’d be set for all the siblings.

New phase for this momma here, and a mad crazy year for me next year. Wish me luck

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dating days

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I don’t know how the Korean scriptwriters do it. But heck, EVERY SINGLE drama that I have watched, have always brought me back to the dating days with the hubby. It is a good thing! It really does help to remind me that I really love this guy haha.

Just so you know okay, Mr Ting.

The latest drama I am watching, Hospital Ship, reminded me of the days when I was just into Donald. Feeling flustered when I saw him, crashing his class sometimes, hiding away with a friend if he happened to be in the same shop as I was (come on, Hobart was only THAT big). We would meet up with friends and he would pop over for dinner gatherings. We had a couple of chats into the late night.

Like really late.

Then the early days of dating post drunken confession from him *roll eyes*. I had a 2-week return period, where if any point within the two weeks I felt uncomfortable with our relationship, I would be able to call it quits and he should not contact me. Obviously it never happened.

But it was nice to be reminded of the early days. I had been reading a fair few ‘stories’ on a social media platform on wives complaining about their husbands not doing enough, husbands complaining that their wives are lazy, or a spouse ranting over stuff and wanting a separation. There is nothing wrong in ranting, it is an outlet afterall for people to vent, and hopefully seek some advise or look at things from another POV. I am not in their shoes, nor can I ever be.

It was getting a little too negative but it reminded me of how fortunate I am to be in the life that I have.

I have been loved very well by a man who can keep my love tank filled regularly. Not with flowers or gifts, but making sure I get my rest, I am emotionally and mentally supported. He recently took over putting Sarah to bed together with the boys. To be honest, I have not had the opportunity to put 3 kids to bed in one go YET. But he has done it with ease.

My hero! hahahah. Seriously. For being able to sleep through the night peacefully, I will do everything else! =P

photo taken by Derrick Ong Photography

To you, I will always remember the first time I kissed you. The first time I felt my heart a flutter as I realised I had a crush on you. How I felt as you held me in the cramp toilet and told me you liked me and asked if I liked you. All these I remember as though as they happened yesterday. 

I had many firsts with you, and I am glad that they were with you and no one else. 

Can’t wait for the many more adventures and memories that we may have together. I hope we get to grow really old together. 

xoxo
me

 

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