Friday, May 27, 2011

Here And Now

I am here now, reaching out to you before I take a one breath break before more out of breaths take place again next week folks. The past week had my hands going in so many directions. I became a form one student researching for 20page project, a standard 3 pupil trying to sketch the most vicious looking snake for the art exam. It also felt like I was sitting for my mid year assessments memorizing bentuk muka bumi and the names of banjarans as well as figuring out my way in mathematical mysteries of a form One book, which I failed miserably. Fractions using whole cakes didn't work either for my 9 year old. I couldn't afford to break the cakes into pieces as I needed to use every single crumb!

If you could not see me, I bet you could hear me! I was screaming most of the time trying to search for my own voice to listen to. The kids were somehow hyper last week in a race to finish their projects and also to study for the midterm exams all at the very last minute. The mixer was going a tad too loud for my liking and as a result I could not hear anything the kids were trying to tell me. They find it most opportune to inform me of the most important stuff during my time with the mixer. And I would go "...O ok, hmmm iyer, sure" with a big nod at the end just to get them away from my working area. My nodding would always get me into trouble sooner that I thought.

But that itself deserves another page of another episode of "Mumsaster"

Have fun with your children and Happy Holidays folks!

Thanks so much Ika
This blue cake was inspired by a picture my customer sent me. If this is yours do contact me so I could give you a proper credit here. Thanks

I came to realize it's 4am here and now and I just could not keep my eyes open to iron the last few pieces of clothes. Till later folks!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Down And Troubled

Thanks so much Mazyu!

Slowly in the pace of these jaded feet, I learn that things are not as idyllic as they appear on the shiny surface. It isn't sugar and spice, and all things nice for someone who is invariably immersed in the sweetness of her wares. There's a lot more that meets the eye. But no matter how hard a day is for me, I know I always have a piece of leftover cake to savour at the end of it all. But for some of my friends, a piece of cake isn't exactly a piece of cake.

To my dearest friend who is reading me all the way from Down Under, this song is for you. You know that all you gotta do is call.

This is also to Yanie, and Maizura. I'll race you in Central Park! Better keep up with me girls!

You've Got A Friend

When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon I'll be knocking upon your door

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there

Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh, but don't you let them

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

Thanks so much Suzana!

Friday, May 20, 2011

Cinta Jangan Kau Pergi

I pulled myself forward from the reclining sitting position just to get closer to the computer screen right in front of me. The second hand office chair was a bit wobbly and not as sturdy as it used to be. It takes extra effort to get it to go in the direction you would want it to go. Just like shopping trolleys at Tesco, 1 out of 5 is faulty and has its own mind, choosing to be steered in the opposite direction to where you wished to take it. I am sure you know what I mean. ;o)

Thanks so much Adilah and family!

It was supposed to be an exceptionally beautiful day that day. I would like to make believe it was, as it was my birthday. No fancy celebrations, or gatherings or even a dinner out, I was just too busy to be taken away from my kitchen. But in my heart, I acknowledged the day in a big way, accepting the fact I am getting older if only wiser. The cakes however took me away from the computer, my window to the outside world, long enough for me to be ambushed from all directions from the people called strangers. My work was scrutinized and disparaged and my ethics were questioned. It all happened when I took a step away from that worldly window of mine...on a day only special to me.

Thanks so much Dora!

It seems that I have poured angst onto a very talented cake decorator who took claim that I copied her cake design. The similarities are very much questionable though, as I myself could not see any likeness of my cake to the cake she made. The common trait was perhaps the general idea of a globe and a woman placed on top. The rest was poles apart. But she was still enraged to the extent of posting my cake pictures on FB and let All be the judge to the incrimination thrown at me.

Thanks so much Eina

A good friend came to my rescue, defended me as she would have guarded her own life. I only got to know much later that evening the whole story of the real story of how I was made guilty to the eyes of others. No matter what I say or try to say, once an impression is made it will leave a permanent mark if not an unsightly dent. Even though she later came to her senses and apologized, I know for a fact that I was left dented, chipped and broken into several pieces but I also know I have to gather the pieces together in order to move on.

Thank you so much Anne!

She didn't initiate the apologetic gesture, I did, I wrote to her and in my writings I asked the reason to why she had chosen to berate me publicly. In her defence, she said she wrote to me but failed to get my reply, hence her reason to share my insidious crime with others.

It is just a cake for goodness in the world sake! I was copied many times, and some even took my pictures, exact ones and displayed as their work of art in their blogs! I took it as a compliment, with a pinch of grrrrr of course but who am I to judge.

The last few exchanges of words, I said all is forgiven but it would take time for this to be forgotten. That's all I could offer her right now.


1. NO, I did not copy her design. I have never been to her blog except for the time to see the cake she claimed I copied.
2. No, I did not receive her email.

3. Thanks so much Nina for being there in my absence and helped clear the air for me. I can't thank you enough.

4. I told her that I would not tell this story in my blog... I changed my mind. I thought, I better write it down and get it over and done with. Sorry!

Monday, May 16, 2011

What Sits There

Once a whole family sat there, the grandpa, the grandma, aunties and uncles, nephews and nieces. They sat staring at me with their familiar friendly poses. Some graced this ivory isle to become husband and wife and many have gotten engaged with the promise to unite in a holy matrimony one day. Bears become my most loyal companion when lonely nights creep in. They love playing dress up, ever willing to be decorated in any attires chosen. But most left this isle in their wedding best, malay traditional wedding costumes, complete with the keris, tanjak and long shawl for the female bear bride.

My kitchen counter top or the ivory isle as I fondly call it have made home for so many loving characters. I always make sure they are in their prettiest smile and dashing look before they make their way to their final venue for others to appreciate.

When I let go of my creative presentations, I relinquish simple hopes of making things better, making days more beautiful after. My hopes were high for the cake below as it was there a husband kneels on one knee strumming a guitar, gazing at his better half's beautiful face with feelings only their hearts could fathom. It takes more than a cake to celebrate 13 years of meaningful companionships but a cake with all its pictorial representations is always a good start to begin with. :o)

For all the words that matter, the lyrics from 11 Januari by Gigi made it most memorable.

Happy happy 13th Annivesary Aizi and Min. Semoga dipanjangkan umur, dimurahkan rezeki dan bahagia hendaknya ke akhir hayat. Take good care of each other like always. Thanks so much for the order Aizi.

And Happy Teacher's Day to all the teachers who took the path of becoming one. Please know that you are very much appreciated.

Saturday, May 14, 2011


There are only four of us in the house and sometimes no matter how little I cook, there will still be leftovers. Freezing them is easy, what's difficult is serving them...again. The chicken tend to get chewy, the pasta, soggy, the soup and vegetables are just unattractive the second time. What's left for me to do is to recreate new dishes in order to salvage the still good to eat food.

I have been collecting a few dishes of chicken leftovers, ayam masak kicap la, goreng kunyit la, masak kari la, roast chicken la, round them all up, bits and pieces of them, and began to carik the flesh. Whilst carik-mencariking, thought to dish up a new presentation of the chicken flesh. Yes, the flesh, the chunky ones. And below was what I came up with.

Chicken Cobbler

Cobblers are basically savoury scones. There are a complete meal in one dish and requires minimal preparation- I loike.

Prepare your chicken, you can use leftovers or boil the fleshy parts of the chicken before tearing them to pieces. You need around 10 big fleshy pieces.

My leftover chicken. I washed them up first.

You also need a stick of carrots(grated)
2 sticks of celery, (thinly sliced)
Yellow onion, also sliced or cubed.
you can add mushrooms or any other vegetables you like. I only had carrots at the time.

Half cup of milk
half cup of water mixed with 1 tablespoon of cornflour
1 tablespoon of tomato sauce
1 tablespoon of Worcestershire sauce
A sprinkle of shredded cheese, the more the merrier
salt and pepper to taste

Lightly fry the onions till fragrant. Add the carrots and other vegetables and let it blend with the onions for 5 minutes. Pour in the milk and the cornflour mix. Then add in the tomato and the Worcestershire sauce. Sprinkle salt and pepper to taste. Cook till everything is well incorporated and has thickened. Remove it from the wok to your oven dish. Leave it to cool.

It should look like this.

For the cobbler

300gm of all purpose flour,
1/4 teaspoon of salt,
4 teaspoon of baking powder,
100gm of chilled butter(cubed)
1/2 cup milk,
1 tablespoon of Mayonnaise,

Sift all the dry ingredients, flour, salt, baking powder. Rub in the butter until it crumbs. Pour in the milk and mayo and knead everything till it forms a workable ball.

Refrigerate for ten minutes. After that just roll out and drape it over your oven dish with the chicken filling tadi. Traditionally cobblers ni are formed into balls just like scones and place ontop of the cooked chicken. But I was too lazy to do that, so I just rolled it out like a pie dish.

Brush the top with yolk and pierce the surface with your fork to let the steam out whilst cooking.

Cook at 200 Celsius for 20 minutes (please pre heat your oven first k for at least 15 minutes.) Serve warm.

We finished the whole dish in one sitting! That was today's dinner folks.
Have a good weekend.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Ocean Deep

Thank you so much Zurina!

Thank you so much Noni!

"...a little love is all I ask,
and that is all."

Ocean Deep

Cliff Richard

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

Mai, thank you so so much for the order. Appreciate the gesture more than you will ever know.

Every year when mother's day makes its presence, I seldom let myself go and enjoy the day. But most of the time, I worry if I have been the best I could be to my kids. The more I think, the more horrible I feel. Sometimes I feel they deserve better.

I wrote this poem a long time ago in 2007. Just thought it is apt for me to share again with you today.

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 especially to Hajjah Fatimah Azizah and to all mothers out there.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Fast Sale

Dearest Readers,

I am having a tripple combo cupcake sale selling at a promotional price of RM50 per box. There are 16 medium sized cupcakes, 3 flavours, chocolate fudge, vanilla dream and luscious red. The chocolate is drenched in chocolate sauce, the vanilla is topped with fluffy buttercream and the red velvet is dressed in cream cheese swirls.

All three wonderful flavours all in one box!

If you would like to indulge and treat yourself or your loved ones with these special cupcake edition, do write to me here with the title Tripple Combo Pack.

You can come and pick them up or have them delivered(fee applicable according to location) Friday or Saturday 6th/7th of May.

It is first come first serve basis.

Thank you so much.

Wordless Wednesday

Guess which one is my favourite.
Thanks Nina for sharing this video!

Thanks so much Sofia!

Thanks so much Ira!

Thanks so much Izzie!