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21st time blogging....inspired by su yin's blog

thanks Liz, for the link to www.cookingismypassion.blogspot.com

due to the handicapped nature of my household....always having a maid to tend to our needs(not proud of that at all)....i feel obliged most of the time to not do anything at home..that includes cooking, baking, etc...

The thing is, I love food and love making it too...feeling sien at 11.30pm, i headed downstairs to make scones (for the first time) and u noe what? It came out to taste better than ms.reads' flaky, unbuttery, dry over-priced scones...sorry la...








how to make them?
Ingredients :

Part A
28og flour
50g fine sugar
10g baking powder
a pinch of salt

Part B
76g unsalted pure butter (recommend lurpak)

Part C - mixed in a cup
one large egg (lightly beat) (buy fresh ones from the market not supermarket)
120g whip cream (recommend anchor)
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Before u start, pre-heat oven to 190degree celcius.
1) whisk Part A until well mixed
2)Fold in Part B, butter should be light cold still, not melted. Use a spoon.
3)Stir in Part C to mixture, then fold with a spoon. U'll get like bread crumb looking texture..
4) dust flat surface lightly with flour....pour out your mixture and knead very gently into a dough...
5)Line baking try with paper....make round scone-like shapes and arranged neatly on paper lining....(note that dough will expand about 30%)
6)crack one large egg and beat it lightly n stir in 1 tblspoon of whip cream. brush scones with this to make it brown nicely...
7)Bake for about 15mins....test occasionally with a toothpick or something...make sure not sticky inside...

Done...u can like make some cream/mascarpone cheese + whipped/devon cream + sugar + squeeze of lemon to be scones cream topping or something...actually normal whip-ped cream will do....

20th time blogging...continued from friendster.

OMG, i dont really know where to start...SO much has passed and so much needs to be said and wants to be heard by someone/something. Guess i'll just start from whats in my head right now, at this moment.

Yesterday, i think, my good friend, Dipesh. After being my very good friend for this whole uni year, discovered i 'had' a blog. Seriously u, my bloggie, i kinda forgotten about your very existence. So i came here today, and read you (soemthing i've never done before) and its interesting and so fun actually to read your own blog like its another talking, like not you....and blardy hell this was onli 2 years ago?? then i was kinda happiee/ecstatic.nostalgic that i had like a record of past thoughts/experiences during the 18 posts that i've posted (which i thought were merely a whole bunch of mumble jumble bullshit that no self-repecting soul would wanna read) but i read it, and i'm energised by what i thought before....I really don't have words to describe this, its just plain weird to read what u owned before but read it as if it were something new of belonging to another person.

For the past 2 months or so, i've given up on HELP's parkin system and KL's horrible lack of parking space and extremely exhorbitant rip-off parking charges that i can say that now I'm fully dependent on the 'MALAYSIAN' public transport system to and fro uni. I had my 'experiences' with public buses during the hey days of a-levels but shortly found my car-pool college buddy (liz) and had stayed loyal to my SLK (small little kancil) eversince....not till now....

HELP is sure either gaining a shit-lot of new students lately or the average uni going household is just getting soo much richer that the inflating oil prices and prices of everything else can be deemed as 'negligible' for them to afford more cars for their precious lil darlings to zoom zoom to school.Whateva the case, i swear i wont get any parkin if i come in after 10am...So hey, Mr public bus, here i come to join the public transport dependent group. To tell you the truth, u would think i am about to launch into an all out attack on the public transport system right?

Nopes, actually not....sitting in the bus (most of the time alone) had given me time to think and notice alot....sometimes when i look around the bus, and think of its rates/routes/system, i could sense the person 'up there' who planned all these (just the rapid bus system i mean). and i can see him/her like i knew her or something. i can see his/her logic in the smallest details (i.e. the dustbin) and good thing is, i think the dude or the gal had thought things over well enough (at least for me).

Anyway, the buses are first world stds, its clean, the temperature is always below 23 degree celcius internally, fullyfunctional hydraulic doors....nice color combinations. I feel comfortable sitting in the bus (like its even better than driving) when its not packed.I can even read in the bus. Now heys, whats the catch?

You know one thing about being Malaysian? Its this inside motto you always tell yourself "to not expect too much".....not in resentment of my own country or trying to act snooby and pretend I am above all others. Its like when u love somebody, and that somebody disappoints you, you get hurt...thats how i feel about Malaysia...so i learnt not to expect too much from this new admiration i had for the public buses (or the person who planned and designed the system).....

true enuff, something had to fuck up....All these happened within a week.

Story 1 The bus so called 'broke down' few days ago, 15 mins walk from my house.....in actual fact, the driver was too lazy to drive us to the sub-individual housing stops and decided to call 'quits' at one-utama....so nvm, shit happens, so i walked.....unfortunately, i think it was something like 35 degree celcius or soemthing, cos i fell sick after that....

story 2 : last wednesday, i saw an old 'ahpo' walking towards the one-utama stop (which is the stop of all stops-something like klsentral for buses). she was approaching the stop so very slowly, that it really pained me to see her... feeling bad, i went and lent her my hand and guided her to the stop...she asked me direction questions in cantonese, i understood her questions, but was clueless as to where she was heeding, so i went and asked the admin 'office' / bus conductors resting place for help....those buggers damn horrible....just like 'tak layan', not me but 'tak layan' the old ahpo...i looked ahpo up closely, and noticed she prolly had somekind of eye cataract thingie (since a whitish looking tofu layer was lining her eyeballs), so come on man! she is almost blind!I wanted to yell at the bus drivers/conductors for their lack of tact...but i kept my cool...."bang tolonglah bang, nenek dah tua, nak tahu macam mana nak pergi ke sentosa-17? tolonglah...." so he kinda 'obliged'...."ambil bas T82 tapi kena jalan jauh lah..."So i asked again "tak da cara lain ke?" nenek murmured soemthing to him at the same time....abang bas said "macam tu ambil 616 la..." then my bus T82 came, i had to run (was already running late for class) so i told to 'ahpo' loudly (my paranoia, mb she's slightly deaf too?) "auntie, lei tap 616 basi ho yi toh sentosa ke la....lei tang 616 basi, kei chu..." then i fled....ran....for my bus...Honestly, i dont blame the bus drivers, i guess its not in their job description? hello, mr planner up there, wanna make one-utama your bus sentral, where's the info counter dude? most ppl (i noticed) who take busses, are either : malay cleaner ladies, students, foreign workers, or senior citizens....surprisingly, the latter maks up quite a large proportion...so, point is, they really would appreciate any help...sure u print leaflets, most seniors, who take the bus, or illiterate.In another unrelated story 3 days ago, in the STAR newspaper, was a letter to THE STAR from this 70+ lady who took the KTM train and had to take a poo in the train loo...she had somekind of constipation, the bus conductor shooed her out of the loo, saying she was taking too long...OMG...and guess what? the poor nenek shat in her pants, then they threw her off the train....(the assholes)...then she wrote to the STAR to complain, or more like ber-emo about it.....i dunno who is more pitiable, the old nenek or the shameful 'rest of us'...

story 3 : very often, when i say this, its kinda like once a week, i see a brand new rapid KL bus break down...like wtf? the bus is friggin 6 months old...what iswrong? (reminds me of brand new gen-2s breaking down). Unfortunately, for me, yesterday, my bus really like really 'broke down'....this time, bestnya! 45 mins walk home....and I was actually, thankful for it....haven't been physically active for some time, a nice walk would be alrite considering the weather was almost perfect...then again, this is Malaysia...something is sure to fuck up again....45 mins walk = 45 mins worth of 'chit chit, oi ah moi' chit chit chit....leng lui fiii weet....horn horn...farking pissed me off (altho i maintained an oblivious face)....then i remember, yeah penny, this was the reason why u dont walk to get anywhere...Mind you, i walk to the bus-stop and from the bus-stop everyday, and its like onli less than 5 mins from my house, also i feel damn harrassed ready...OMG, so stress...this is not my idea of a self-esteem boost...nononono...yeah so much for saving the world/save energy, we must walk.....sorry la, i rather kill the world lor...And about the buses...i think some dude up there, tender for the supply of bus engines, pocket some and then buy cheaper ones....bus breaks down, delay in transportation, huge economic loses, increased stress, decrease confidence in rapid kl's name...seriously, 6 months is just too early to break down, and not one bus, like many buses....or mb maintenance dude pocketing some money too....what a shame....to please oneself, the nation pays ( and i really pity those cleaner ladies, they hop on the bus and they reallly like rush to board it, cos they work till like 5pm, the bus comes at 5pm, if they miss 5pm bus, the next one wll be like 30 mins later or so, and will be packed to the brim, they get home? 6.40pm....what about cooking dinner etc?) its a mad rush everyday...so what happens if 5.30pm bus breaks down?

Then there are the random cases of perverse conducts and what not, which i think are so damn minor by now...that i think we could deem as neglectable flaws...So, heya public bus man up there...i applaud u for the 'drastic' upgrade from 3rd world public bus to 1st world...but seriously, what are we gonna do about the 3rd world mentality?However bad and ugly, i learnt to be thankful and grateful (wait till you hear stories about kenya or india from foreign friends), so in a way, we're better off just not good enough....

Back to blogging....Quick n sumptous recipes..

Banana Split w Mango Ala' Paddingtons...

What is this?
Having always craved, raved, fantasized about food, nice food, its time i started to put my hands into the making of at least some of it (food).

<-----This my friends, was my lunch a few days ago. I was stark raving hungry one afternoon and started day-dreaming about paddington's pancakes with their caramelised baked apples in warm cinnamon sugar sauce, overflowing with rich hot chocolate sauce and fluffy, buttery melt in your mouth pancakes topped with soothing milky ice cold vanilla ice-cream....so yeah, i decided i had to have at least some of that.

How do we make this?

We need... Instructions.....

• 1 banana split into 2 1) Get a nice big white plate(chilled if possible)
• 1/2 a mango sliced up thinly 2) Arrange all the ingredients whichever way
• rich vanilla ice-cream that you like.
• strawberry jam 3) Eat it!
• chocolate syrup

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