Thursday, May 31, 2007

Every Little Girl's Dream

Little girls between the ages of 2 to 4, more often than not would love to have a princess cake or a barbie cake standing tall at their birthday party. Girls at this age are delicate little darlings and they are truly the genuine princess in their father's and mother's heart. Nothing pleases parents most than to see their little girls' eyes light up upon seeing a princess cake on the table. To be able to realize at least one of the endless wishes of your children is gratifying and meaningful, especially when it is granted on their birthday. So, here's to Noor Fariza Shafiqah on her fourth birthday. May all your dreams and wishes come true. One already has!
Love Makyang

Monday, May 28, 2007

Recipe from the Pasar Malam

The Pasar Malam entry has definitely whet the appetite of some of my friends from overseas, especially after being away for quite some time. The pictures didn't do justice to the real taste and aroma of the food such as Apam Balik, Keropok Lekor, Laksa, and local fruits like durians and mangoes. There are just too many food to sample, so many things to see and those are good reasons to make you come back for more. Each trip presents new discoveries of interesting gadgets, latest scarf designs, homemade toys, fresh bundles of second-hand wares, traditional concoctions of herbal medicines, the findings are endless, I could go on and on. The atmosphere of it all is incomparable to anything that I have ever experienced before. It is like a flea market cum car boot sale cum funfair cum expo, all under one sky.

The picture above is one of the local favourite desserts,*Salina, stop drooling* called Apam Balik or Sweet Pancake.*no, we don't normally eat this for breakfast* It's crunchy at the outside and soft and sweet,bursting with flavours in the inside. The locals seldom make this delicacy at home as it can be easily obtained at the pasar malam and with RM1.30 for a big piece, why make when you can just buy them cheap and tasty. But for my friends overseas, no matter where you are, I have looked up this recipe for you to try at home, unless you can get hold of one at your own flea market. Check out the recipe below.

Apam Balik (Sweet Pancakes)
Source: Hawkers Delight by Jabbar Ibrahim

340gm all purpose flour
4 teaspoon baking powder
3 teaspoon sugar
2 small eggs - beaten
half teaspoon salt
2 cups water
1 cup milk
2 teaspoon vegetable oil

3 teaspoon roasted ground peanut
6 teaspoon margarine/butter
6 teaspoon sugar
6 teaspoon sweetcorn(canned)

Preparing batter:
1. Mix flour sugar and salt into a bowl. Make a well in the centre. Add milk, eggs,
oil and water.

Preparing the Apam Balik
1. Heat a frying pan until very hot
2. Take a large spoonful of batter,more if you like it thicker, evenly onto
greased pan.
3. When batter is half cooked, sprinkle some groundnuts, sugar, and sweetcorn.
The amount depends on how juicy you fancy your pancake.
4. Dab a little bit of butter, cover pan.
5. Cook for about 3 to 4 minutes.
6. Remove from heat and fold into two.
7. Serve hot!

All that charms, at the Pasar Malam.

Of all the days of the week,
Sunday is always a treat,
to simply unwind and not cook,
lay on the hammock, read a book.
It's the evening that all await,
the time is between 6.30 to 8,
that's when the four of us would go,
to the pasar malam if you'd like to know.
Park the car nearest that we could,
not too far, we'll be going on foot.
Hand in hand, arm in arm,
Yey! Pasar Malam here we come.

Colourful balloons always greet us,
there are smiles on everybody's faces.

The Ice Blended Kiosk is the place to go first,
mango and soursop juice to quench our thirst.

Next we would run for the snacks,
keropok lekor and fishballs, nasi ayam come in packs,

Walking and munching are what we do,
inhaling the aroma and enjoying the view

of the food and trinkets that lined the sidewalk,
you can see them hanging, things come in bulk,

Branded T-Shirts, perfumes and also shoes,
come in all sizes, you just have to choose.

As dusk breaks in, you need not worry,
the generator will provide the electricity.
Brightly lit bulbs decorate the stalls,
feels as if you are at a carnival.

with food in the left hand, and fruits in the right,
Children smiling, mum happy, not cooking tonight.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

"...Just Like a Star" Featuring Corinne Bailey Rae

I am an old fashioned kinda person.I enjoy humming to easy going tunes and immersing myself in the meaningful lyrics, just swaying to the melodies with my kids singing along as
irritating back up singers! My music preference is evidently ones that I could sing along and that I could pluck my guitar to, although I must admit that my guitar playing is atrocious! My husband on the other hand, prefers music that he could bang his head to whilst hitting something with his drumsticks*he's an excellent drummer I must add*. Due to the vast differences in our music preferences, we would encounter problems whenever we are stuck in the car together and deciding whose CD should be in the CD player. I'm fortunate to have the whole battalion on my side*my kids are taught to like my music...muahahaha, devilish grin* and like always the majority wins. But of course, there were times that we had to hail to Hitler.*hands up*

Anyway, the songs I would like to feature here are Corinne Bailey Rae's best, such as "Just Like A Star" and "Butterfly". So upon Salina's request, I have written this entry just for you Salina, so enjoy!.

Just Like A Star

Just like a star across my sky,
Just like an angel off the page,
You have appeared to my life,
Feel like I'll never be the same,
Just like a song in my heart,
Just like oil on my hands,honour to love you.
Still I wonder why it is,
I don't argue like this with anyone but you,
we do it all the time,
blowing out my mind.
You've got this look I can't describe,
You make me feel I'm alive,
When everything is au fait,
without a doubt you're on my side.
Heaven has been away too long,
Cant find the words to write this song,
of your love.
Still I wonder why it is,
I don't argue like this with anyone but you.
We do it all the time,
blowing out my mind.
Now I have come to understand the way it is,
It's not a secret anymore,
coz we've been through this before.
From tonight I know that you are the only one.
I've been confused and in the dark,
Now I understand.
I wonder why it is.
I won't let my guard down to anyone but you,
We do it all the time,
blowing out my mind.
Just like a star across my sky,
Just like an angel off the page,
You have appeared to my life,
Feel like I'll never be the same,
Just like a song in my heart,
Just like oil on my hands.

Written by Corinne Bailey Rae


In my mother's house, there's a photograph,
of a day gone past,
always makes me laugh,
there's a little girl,
wary of the world,
she's got much to learn,
get her fingers burnt.
An affinity between you and me was a family,
said that I'd be fine,
gave me all your time,
and I left your side,
like a butterfly.

Shower me with your love,
colour everyday,
you make the milk-gold sun shine on me again.
Lift me up so high, watch me fly away,
and you give me life like a butterfly.

In my mother's house,
there was happiness,
I wrapped myself in it,
just like a chrysalis.
As my life unfolds,
see a pattern through of you,
protecting me and I protecting you.
What was that you'd say?
"make your own mistakes,
and when you're grown, make sure that you remain the same."
Now I realise,
what was on your mind when I left your side
like a butterfly.

Written by Corinne Bailey Rae and Rod Bowkett

I love all the songs in this CD, especially Breathless, Butterfly, Put Your Records On, and of course, Just Like A Star. What are you waiting for Salina, go get one of your own!

Friday, May 25, 2007

At play with Souffle

I have always wondered what souffle is and how it tastes like. It's a dessert often served in an expensive restaurant, frequently mentioned in romance novels and love stories. As Wikipedia, an online dictionary defines it...

"A soufflé is a light, fluffy, baked dish made with egg yolks and beaten egg whites combined with various other ingredients and served as a main dish or sweetened as a dessert. The word soufflé is the past participle of the French verb souffler which means "to blow up" or more loosely "puff up" — an apt description of what happens to this combination of custard and egg whites.

Every soufflé is made from 2 basic components:

1. a base of flavoured cream sauce or purée
2. beaten egg whites.
The base provides the flavour and the whites provide the "lift". Common varieties for the base include cheese, chocolate, and lemon (the last two used for desserts, with a good deal of sugar). When it comes out of the oven, a soufflé is generally very large and fluffy, and will "fall" after 20 or 30 minutes (as risen dough does).

Soufflé can be made in containers of all shapes and sizes but it is traditional to make soufflé in "soufflé cups" or ramekins"

I have googled the recipes and learnt up some basic techniques in making this delish dessert, with my prized possesion french made blue ramekins out of my cabinet, I attempted the souffle experiment. Here is my version of the recipe, the ingredients are what I had in hand at that point of time.

Chocolate Souffle

200ml Chocolate Milk( any carton brand would do)
2 Tablespoon castor sugar
Half tablespoon of all purpose flour
1 tspoon table margarine
3 egg yolks
1 egg white
110gm cooking chocolate(melted)
A pinch of salt
Some icing sugar to decorate and some stickos.

Heat half of the chocolate milk and sugar til it dissolves. Remove from heat and whisk the flour into the mixture. Put the rest of the milk and salt. Heat up again stirring constantly. When bubbles beginning to form, remove from heat and let it rest for 1 minute or so. Whisk in the melted chocolate and stir in the egg yolks one at a time, adding the margarine simultaneously. In another bowl beat egg white till it is stiff, it doesnt spill off even if you put it above your head, and fold in the beaten egg white into the chocolate mixture bit by bit without over doing it. Divide into 4 ramekins, fill it up to 3/4 and bake at 180 celcius for 25 minutes or till it all puffed up and fluffy.
Caution:Do not open your oven door halfway through the baking!
Verdict: Smooth, light and chocolatey.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Selamat Pengantin Baru

Kimi & Yani

From The Bride

From The Groom

Yusri & Darwita

From The Bride

From The Groom

Here's to the Bride and Groom
Yusri & Darwita/ Kimi & Yani

A wedding is not just an occasion,
It's a celebrated story,
Of two lovebirds that vow to make it happen,
To tie the knot in a beautiful ceremony.


A cake is not just a concoction,
It is a confectionery tale,
Of flour, sugar and lots of passion,
A taste for the Bride and Groom to regale.



Warm wishes from kakyang and family.

Monday, May 21, 2007

On Tow

Sunday 20th May, had a busy day squirting buttercream on trays of the jewel cakes. The colours on my hands varied from deep red, electric blue to purple. It indeed started off as quite a colourful day and with me forcing myself to rush, in order to make it to my nephew's birthday party in USJ and later to another cousin's house(my kakyong) to fetch some miracle water for my boy(long story). By midday, all cakes were packed for deliveries, children ready, husband hungry, yours truly weary, and off we went to our destinations. Humming along to my new CD, my kids were singing their hearts out to Corinne's "Put your records on" song over and over again, it looked to be yet another perfect Sunday!

Arrived at the birthday party with empty tummies and to our surprise there were Satays, yey! My better half had probably 20 sticks in one breath! The rest of us had rice and some kuehs. Played at the park in front of the house with balloons from the party, played chase with my kids to loosen up my tight jeans and after receiving some packed leftover party food*Thanks Kak Num* off we went to Kakyongs place for the miracle water. It's always nice to see kakyong and my nephews and nieces, stayed awhile to catch up on things with a bowl of her famous laksa downed, we were off again back to our house in Long River.

The children had a wonderful time meeting their cousins and they were singing to Corrine's lovely tunes again on our journey back. Due to their loud voices we couldn't hear another similar sound coming from the car. Only when they were asked to quiet down to respect the call for maghrib, the sound became more and more prominent. My husband was angry at my girl thinking that she was still singing,evidently she wasn't. Alhamdulillah we were approaching Grand Saga's Rest area and halted there. It was another hour of waiting before the tow truck arrived and towed our car back to the house. All of us had to cram in front of the tow truck with the driver going at probably 40km per hour speed. It was bumpy, sweaty, unpleasant ride, but you know what? the kids were still singing and actually enjoying the night's air as we all huddled tightly together.

Here are some pictures of our eventful night. The kids were asking"... can we go on the truck again? and I said,"... if you behaved, maybe." And you know the odds of that ever happening!

There goes our "yellow refrigerator on wheels" to the workshop.

Precious Little Jewels

I have been busy straining my eyes making these small delights. They call for a lot of patience and attention to complete a tray of these colourful goodies. But if you are making trays and trays of them, well it does test your patience, but I pulled through, phew, alhamdulillah. These pictures are just to give more splash of colours to my blog and for your viewing pleasures. Alright, gotta run, will write and paste more pictures later.

Another Year Older

Another year older, I'm not feeling any stronger,
bones creak, eyes weak,
neck in pain, shoulders strained,
tummy bulging, chin doubling.
Yes, another year older, and it's a reminder.


Had a lovely time with my family on my birthday. My better half went all out to make sure that yours truly was pampered in everyway he knew how. He treated me to a nice meal at chilli's, the kids tagged along and they had the most fun, and prepared to buy me anything that I wanted. The thing is, I couldn't find anything that pleased these blurry eyes. I had initially wanted a pair of shoes, don't have many of those, believe it or not I only own two pairs, but I couldn't find the type that I liked in Suria KLCC. So, went to Tower Records and asked him to pay for Corinne Bailey Rae's CD. And that's my Birthday present, apart from the Maybeline lipsticks and some throw cussions and the tempered glass cutting board. Love everything that I made him buy, I don't to do this on any normal day,......only on my Birthday.

My Birthday Jig

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Chocolatey Munchables

Mother's day is over and I'm back in the kitchen. I am still searching for that perfect cookie recipe and for the second entry I made Doubletree chocolate chip cookies. Here's a little story on the origin of this cookie.

"When you check in at one of the 240 hotels run by this U.S. chain, you are handed a bag from a warming oven that contains two soft and delicious chocolate chip cookies. This is a tradition that began in the early 90s using a recipe from a small bakery in Atlanta. All of the cookies-which weigh in at an impressive two ounces each-are baked fresh every day on the hotel premises. Raves for the cookies from customers convinced the hotel chain to start selling the chocolatey munchables by half the dozen..."
Wilbur, Top Secret Recipes.

Here's the recipe

1/2 cup oats ( blend till fine)
2 1/4 cup flour,
1 1/2 tspn soda,
1 tspn salt,
1/4 tspn cinnamon,
1 cup butter softened,
3/4 cup brown sugar,
3/4 castor sugar,
1 1/2 tspn vanilla,
1/2 tspn lemon juice ( I used orange)
2 eggs,
3 cups chocolate chips,
1 1/2 cups walnut ( I didnt have any)

1. Combine the dry ingredients in one bowl.
2. Cream butter, sugar, vanilla, lemon till fluffy. Add eggs and mix till smooth.
3. Stir in the dry ingredients into the wet mixture and blend well.
4. Add the chips and nuts.
5. Bake for 15 to 20 minutes depending on your oven at 170 degrees.

: I made mine much smaller than the size suggested. It is easier for my children to grab a handful and put them in their pockets..argh!
The cookies turned out crunchy instead of chewy, I am not sure why, maybe because of the size. I prefer the peanut butter chocolate cookie though.

Happy trying!

Monday, May 14, 2007

Happy Mother's Day

Cards made by my children. Can you really tell that they both dislike colouring and drawing?

What makes a good mother? I am often bothered by this question.
Especially after feeling guilty of punishing my children.
Does a good mother only listen and never whack?
Does she reserve herself to only watch and never smack?
Does she only whisper and never shout?
Does she only believe and never doubt?

A good mother is all that is good and bad.
She is in for the happy times and also the sad,
She may be stern at the same time understanding.
She can be strict and yet compromising.
She is serious and silly all together.
She is full of tears and overflowing with laughter.
Am I a good mother? That is a question I will always ask.
Especially when I am bothered,
If I have carried well this god given task.

Happy Mother's Day!


Sunday, May 13, 2007

Cookie Quest

I have recently found my old recipe book that went missing a couple of years ago. In it I rediscovered pages of cookie recipes, all under chocolate chip cookie tag. Crunchy chocolate chip cookies, Chewy chocolate chip cookies, double chocolate chip cookies, with espresso, with all types of nuts, so on and so forth. I doubt I have tried all of them, they only got copied down onto my recipe book but never really got tried and tested. So, with this book found*brushing the dust off* I would like to try as many recipes as I can in search of that perfect cookie recipe. The next few entries of this blog will be dedicated to this search.

Entry 1 : Chocolate and Peanut Butter Cookie

2 cups of flour
1/2 cup cocoa powder,
1/2 teaspoon salt,
1/2 teaspoon of bicab soda,
2 tablespoon of milk,
1 teaspoon of vanilla essence,
180gm of margarine,( you can use butter if you want to)
1 cup of castor sugar,
1/2 cup of brown sugar,
1 Large egg

For the peanut butter filling I just used a local brand of sugarfree peanut butter. I didnt mix it with anything.

1. Whisk flour, cocoa, soda and salt, set aside.
2. Cream margarine and sugar till fluffy around 4 minutes.
3. Add egg and milk beat till well combined.
4. Take a heapful of dough and mould it into a ball before pressing onto your palm.
Scoop half teaspoon of the peanut butter onto the pressed ball and close the
cookie dough to form a ball again. Bake for 15 to 20 minutes at 170 in a preheated

If you don't fancy peanut butter, you can always mix in some chocolate chips. I had to do two versions, as my son is allergic to peanuts.

: I found the texture a bit dry. Overall it is cruncy at the outside and chewy in the inside.

What do you think Izanie? She got to bring a bag home just now.

Do wait for my entry number two. I wont be baking today, it's mother's day!*puts apron away*

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Cakes of The Day

A hantaran purple cupcakes

A birthday cake for Izanie's Abah

I only managed to do two cakes today in between my cookie baking. I am in the middle of experimenting with a few cookie recipes in search of that perfect chocolate chip cookies. The outcomes would be the story of my next few entries.

P.S. Izanie, You'll be bringing a bag of cookies home tommorrow!!

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Luxury is...

Remembering the times when TIME seemed like eternity, doing things in my own pace freely. Now, having two kids in tow, three, if my husband is included, I just couldn't find the time for myself anymore. It's always,"... mama have you cooked? mama where's my book? Mama, adik, spilled the rice, mama kakak is not nice! Mama, I want to play outside, mama, please buy me a new kite! Haa, haa, tak tau, kakak dah kotorkan baju." It makes you run here and there, but never seemed to arrive anywhere. There are so many things I want to do for myself which I have considered them a luxury now. So, here's what I have been missing most....

Luxury is...

having an alone time to do a complete facial,
treating my hair and making myself feel special,

munching on cookies, having them all on my own
watching tv and slipping into my comfort zone,

rewarding myself with a rich creamy cupcake,
and washing it down with a chocolate milk shake,

dozing off in the evening with a book on my face,
waking up again, in my own time and space,

going out on a drive listening to music of my choice,
singing out loud, just to listen to my voice,

choosing the place that I really want to go,
and lingering around for an hour or so,

climbing up the steps to see where it leads to,
reaching the top, and enjoying the view...

Apart from what I have been missing,
I feel extremely lucky,
coz to some people, what I have now is truly a Luxury!
I have all the time to see my children grow,
watching their funny antiques, listening to their woes,
playing with them to their hearts content,
dusting off their pants from the dirt and the sand,
telling them the many silly stories of my childhood,
and making sure that they truly understood,
why Mama screams and why she gets angry,
it's part and parcel of raising a family.

After writing this, I came to a conclusion,
what I have been missing is just an illusion,
Luxury is what Allah has set upon us,
and it lies in these heart warming faces.


Monday, May 7, 2007


I made mine all fat and pudgy

It's amazing what you can do with a bag of flour. If handed to different people all around the world, you may end up with a mountain of mouth watering creations. You don't even need to be that ambitious to tour the world to do that, though I think that would make a great show on its own, just hand a bag to different neighbours and you would still be surprised of the edible outcome from this project.

If I had a bag of flour left, and that happened to be the last source of food for my family, I would probably make cucurs out of it. You get plates and plates of them and your children would stay full for a long time. Dangerously yesterday, I was left with only one bag of flour. I thought I had more stashed somewhere, but evidently I didn't. Instead of scurrying to get some more, which I should have been doing since I had cake orders for the next day, I gleefully used it to make pretzels! Not just any pretzels but Auntie Anne's Pretzels! No regrets whatsoever, the pretzels I made turned out exactly like Auntie Anne's, seriously. I have always been searching for the clone recipe and last Sunday on an entirely different mission I stumbled upon this Clone Recipe book at Pay Less Book Store at Amcourt Mall.( Should go there!) It was as if it had been waiting for me .( this is the effect of feeding on the "Secret" book) Like they say, the rest was History. I get the feeling that you are scrolling down fast to have a look at the recipe now. So, here goes:

Makcik Anne's Pretzels

1 1/4 cups of warm water,
1 Tablespoon plus 1/4 teaspoon yeast
3 3/4 cups all purpose flour
3/4 cups plus 2 Tablespoons powdered sugar/icing sugar sieved,
1 1/2 teaspoon salt,
2 teaspoon vegetable oil.


1/2 cup baking soda dissolve in 4 cups of water.

Kosher salt to sprinkle, ( I used Halalgel Rock Salt, can be found at tesco)
1/2 castor sugar plus 2 teaspoon cinnamon ( I used 1 only)
Mix sugar and cinnamon and coat the pretzels when they are still warm.

1. Dissolve yeast in warm water for a few minutes.
2. Combine flour, icing sugar, salt in large bowl.
3. Add the yeast mixture and oil and stir with spoon first.
4. When it has come to form a ball knead with hand for five minutes and let it rest
for 45 minutes or till it doubles in size.
5. Preheat oven to 175 degrees.
6. Remove dough from bowl and divide to 8 even portions.

7. Roll it till it's two to three feet long and twist it(refer picture)
8. Ok now, take the twisted dough and dip it into the bath solution. (This
will brown the pretzels nicely)
9. Arrange the pretzels on your baking tray which has been buttered and sprinkle
some salt on the ones that you want them salty. For the cinnamon ones don't.
10. Bake 4 to 5 minutes and spin your tray around so that the pretzels brown evenly.
11. When it's golden brown, remove from oven and brush with plenty of butter before
coating them with the cinnamon sugar or whatever toppings of your fancy.

Enjoy! I certainly did gobble a few before running to the nearest shop to grab some bags of flour for my cake orders. I should have done the running before the eating...*panting*

Sunday, May 6, 2007

Buttercream stays only a dream.

These are some of my jaggedy work of art. The not so smooth surface is what I am known for. *shrug*

Buttercream has never been on my fancy list. I have yet to concoct a smooth ice cream like tasting buttercream. Recipes can be found in abundance in my notebook, all tried and tested, but not one could pass the acid test of smooth, creamy, milky and light texture. Attempting to do a buttercream covered cake proves to be very daunting for me. Decorating is even more terrifying, and not to mention the cleaning up. I always prefer a buttercream with a white finish as it is easier to tint colours on it, especially when you are working with blue and red. The yellowish version has butter instead of vegetable shortening, definitely a winner in terms of taste, but it is not colour friendly as opposed to its white counterpart.

My preparation of the buttercream initially starts off with me holding my recipe book...spectacles on, book up and yes...500gm of marvello, 250gm of butter, a cup of sugar syrup and so on. But in actuality it goes like... alright a blob of marvello, a splat of butter, a.. oops, spilling cup of sugar, a splash of milk, and maybe some cream...why not include a lil bit of condensed milk. Hmmm not quite there, it needs many spoons of evaporated milk, quater cup of cornflour wouldnt hurt, and a trickle of essence, ha ha ha. It's a no brainer why my buttercream has always been a disaster. Forgive me. I have never been good at adhering religiously to any recipes. It's in the genes I think, my mum is not any better too, my sis? though she hates to admit it, we are one and the same in carrying out our baking assignments.*betcha she's rolling her eyes right now*

I have people like nina to keep me inspired. Her cakes are truly works of art, impeccable in every way. There are many people who I look up to like Kak Mis and many more. So if you have that perfect fool proof recipe or any available buttercream classes that you know of, do drop me a line. I'm in dire need of both. Till the next buttercream order, wish me luck.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

The Easiest Cheesecake ever!

A cheesecake to me should be moist and dense with a thick crushed biscuit crust garnished with wet dripping fruit toppings on top.*wipe drool off face* I love the cheesecakes my kakyong makes but too lazy to whip up one for myself due to the tedious steps.*tedious steps to this amateur baker involve more 4!* A cheesecake can be such a fuss to make, there's this water bath technique, also there's the steam process, the normal convectional baking, all these would affect the turnout of your cheesecake, texture and taste wise. I always make the non baked ones as my children prefer this type, and it is easier too. But the recipe I am about to share with you is a simple baked cheesecake that you can easily vary with a dash of ganache for marble cheesecake or dallop of your favaurite fruit toppings. The one featured here is a marbled one made especially for my mum and she persistently requested to have a very very thick biscuit crust also she loves everything and anything chocolate.I found this recipe somewhere in the net quite sometime ago, but I cant remember where. So if this recipe belongs to you, do leave me a line so that I could give proper credits to. Here goes...

Easy Peasy Cheesecake

Crushed biscuit mix, any amount you desire.
Press mix into the bottom of your cake pan and bake for 5 minutes.

500gm cream cheese
3/4 cup of castor sugar,
2 large eggs,
1 teaspoon of vanilla or lemon,

1. Cream together cheese, sugar, eggs and essence till fluffy.
2. Bake til skewer comes out a lil bit sticky.
Done! See, it takes less than 4 steps!

When cooked, leave the oven door ajar and let it cool. Put it in the fridge before serving.

To make a marble cheesecake mix 5 Tablespoons ganache with probably 5 tablespoons of the cheese mixture and make swirls in the main cheese batter. The thing with me is I seldom measure the exact amount of the ingredients due to my laziness, but I think you can figure it out.
*Note to self : Measure, measure measure next time!

What's hidden in that secret garden?

What's hidden in that secret garden?
A question I always ask,
A fish pond, a gazebo
The find of that secret path.

What's really hidden in that secret garden?
A curiosity that always takes me back,
A zigzag bridge, the broken twigs,
The discovery of that cozy shack.

What's truly hidden in that secret garden?
It really makes me wonder,
The thick green grass, the insects buzz,
The unearthing of a new flower.

The garden is surely full of secrets,
I'll try my best not to shout,
Though I know when the stench of the rubbish fly about,
Then, the whole secret will be out!


There's this beautiful quaint little park around my place and I go there everyday. It's the best place to hang out with my son while waiting for his big sister to arrive from school. We are priviledged to always have the whole place to ourselves since we normally make our entrance around 3.50, still too early for joggers and children to play under that sweltering heat. The park is equipped with jogging tracks, a playground, a feng shui fish pond, a zigzag bridge, and beautiful flowery srubs. Every corner you set your eyes on, you would be enthralled by its simplicity and its beauty. But what saddens me is the irresponsible acts of its patrons dumping and throwing rubbish practically everywhere. No, the colourful plastic wrappers do not add to the beauty of the garden, it definitely spoils the overall natural ambience.

So, between 3.50 to 4.15 everyday, yours truly and son would be spotted around this garden picking up as much rubbish as we possibly could and disposing them appropriately. If you happen to see a crossed looking lady with her chattering son, do stop us and say hi. Maybe you can help us maintain the cleanliness of our park. Thank you.