coloured sago keropok
finally, to add some colour into the blog. i know it’s been a little plain, with just text. =P the object in the photo is a container of sago keropok (“crisps”). there has been a keropok frenzy in the office, no thanks to me.
well, no thanks to my dad actually. haha. on one of the weekend visits to my parents’ place, I discovered a small container of keropok on my dad’s desk. it was the emping belinjau (belinjau crisps( that was coated with sweet chilli. it was sooo addictive, and it was a snack that I hadn’t had for ages. That sorta sparked a mini frenzy to look for those crisps. I know they were available, but it blended it with all the rest of the local snacks, it was a little hard to find. and when I did..it went downhill from there. haha.
I offered it to my neighbour, Azi, and to another Malay colleague, Erma, and we were snacking on it the entire day! When the container went empty, it was almost immediately topped up with another packet. Then another colleague brought it a different kind of keropok, and Azi bought some from Malacca when she went home for a visit. Then Erma went to Malaysia and she brought more variety of keropok back! The one in the photo is the latest addition. haha. Azi had bought me some raw coloured rice keropok, and they are yet to be fried, so it should be interesting to see if how they would puff up! My dad still hasn’t fried them y et =P
The whole thing about frying, sure brings alot of memories of the days when there were about 12 people living together in a flat, and keropok frying was just another weekend activity. All the hustle and bustle. I’d remember mama (my paternal grandma) dry-frying groundnuts, and then getting us to peel the charred skin off the groundnuts. These groundnuts would then go into a jar of ikan bilis (anchovies) and sugar is added into the jar as well. We would then shake the jar to make sure the sugar is evenly spread out. haha.
But yeah, my table is filled with snacks. People pop by my table for some snacks, mostly keropok, cookies and banana chips. haha. Azi is blaming me for her weight gain. I am afterall the unofficial F&B chargehand in my department. hehe. Mondays are delivery days, which means I usually look around for food places that have a delivery service and have them delivered to the office.
Mondays – Delivery Day
Tuesdays – Fruits Day
Wednesdays – Vegetable Day
Thursdays – Sandwich Day
Fridays – Anything Day
I’m pretty good with vegetable day..and delivery day and anything day. haha. The fruits and sammich days..aren’t really working out. Maybe when I move into our new place. =D
Oh yes, that theory about bad traffic when school reopens. I had a thought on the way to work. Actually I’d already thought about it before..just that I forgot. =P Now, can someone please enlighten me about why traffic is bad when school reopens?
Is it because parents are leaving the house earlier, cos they are dropping their kids off at school, and adding to the morning work traffic? (this refers to parents dropping kids off and going to work / going home)
Or is it a fallacy thing, that everyone thinks traffic is going to be when school reopens so everyone leaves the house earlier to beat the morning traffic and ends up adding to it when there’s no bad traffic to begin with?
Gaah.
And that whole thing about the traffic, got me thinking about schools. There are the ‘good’ schools and the ‘not-so-good’ schools. What determines a good school, and a bad school? Do students perform dependent on how the teachers teach? Do the students perform dependent on the type of students who study there? How do teachers feel when they end up being assigned to a ‘not-so-good’ school? When does a not-so-good school become a good school?
I admit, I am a snob when it comes to schooling. Not for myself, but maybe my children in the future. Parents would want the best for their kids. So I think, I want my kids to study at the primary school that I studied in (I think it is an awesome school =P). Donald reckons we should send our kids to the school nearest to home, so they don’t have to wake up too early travelling to school (*points to Donald* spoilt brat =P). I’m a little apprehensive about the schools near our new place. I’m not saying that they are lousy schools, I haven’t studied there. But what if all parents thought that way, and all the not-so-good school needed was a smart kid to turn the place around? Or a really awesome teacher to turn the school into a good school?
Or is this all in our minds, schools are just schools. they are educational institutions and how your child turns out is not just dependent on the school, but how anyone allows your child to express himself/herself and learn from there?
Maybe I think too much about all this school stuff. It’s a good 5-8 years away. haha.
oh wells. =)
