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Cooking : Caribbean Chicken

I'll keep things short today because...well, it's Monday and I feel like I have been working 10 straight years without sleep. An exaggeration, of course, but my mind is telling me that it's very close to the truth, somehow. #lol

I am not a chef but because, as explained in another post, I spend as much time in the kitchen as I do in front of the computer, I continue to scour the internet for recipes so that I don't have to tapau (takeaway) everyday for lunch AND dinner. I don't even have time for my phone or tablet. =(

But here's something you might want to try cooking in YOUR kitchen. The sauce is tangy and sweet at the same time, thanks to the mustard, paprika, cider vinegar, and the combination of pineapple, tomatoes, ginger, onion and garlic.

I've never tried doing this type of cooking before so, it was an experiment. And I love it! Head over to Kellie's recipe on Cookpad for the printable Caribbean Chicken recipe or just note it down from the follo…

Women : Internal Violations

I felt a little sick translating this but Syed Azmi has a huge following on his Facebook page because of his many humanitarian efforts. It spans states, countries, races, religions and backgrounds. As he sometimes does, he updates the rest of his followers about what he has been up to. This was written in half English and half Bahasa as some bilingual Malaysians would often do but I feel that the world needs to read this too. The fear and the shame is just the same, no matter the language, no matter the country.  I've been asked by some people why people keep silent when they are raped or sexually violated and I would give them a smile (a smirk, you might even say) and ask 'Is it anything we can be proud of?', 'How many people do you think will believe us?', 'What on earth are people going to think of me then?', 'What's the use? and 'Who's the winner in the end, is there one, is it me?' If those are questions a grown person would ask, i…

Burning it Up on the Burner

On top of having to cook dinner, I am now doing lunches for the kids as well and let me tell you that making two meals a day can break the deepest of love for culinary work.

At this point, I am copying, pasting, printing and writing down any recipe I can find on the Internet and my cook books and clipping them to the wall near my kitchen. Like such.


If I make something delicious and I think it's a keeper, I would actually keep it in a folder and save it into my Cookpad page to share it...and so that I can refer back to it later when I am out of ideas.

I have quite a few cookbooks at hand to help me along but I use other apps to find ideas too - Youtube, BigOven, Cookpad, Allrecipes and TasteMade are ah-ma-zeeng! I am right there, ready to bookmark anything that looks interesting. =)

At this point, when I cook, I am hardly thinking anymore. I am just popping things into bowls, pans and cookware according to what's printed on the recipes and go. It's the only way I can have …

Kdrama : One More Happy Ending (2016)

I started watching this because I was tired and disappointed with The King Loves. What the hell kinda show was that? Misleading title, sad king, unrequited love, stupid best-friend and undecided leading woman stringing two men together. It appears to me that the writers wrote out the story just to cause angst amongst its viewers for the sake of drama. I mistakenly assumed Im Si Wan chose a good script as his last before enlisting in the army.

What...the hell.... XD

I gave up on it...no, I actually half-watched it because...you know, wasted hours and everything. I predicted the ending and yeah...blergh....mucked around to the final episode and watched it out of the corner of my eyes while doing laundry. Whatever. That was when I closed the tab and thought, 'I need a little bit of screwball comedy'.

One More Happy Ending, was supposed to be more relatable to people like me...and funnier.
The story started off with background work on an 80's Kpop girl group which was, perhaps,…

Books : The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto

Mitch Albom is a magician when it comes to story-telling. The stories are haunting, memorable, digs deep into the recesses of your heart, and makes you feel like you have a very personal relationship with the characters, especially the protagonists or narrators of the story. In this instance, it's the latter.

Magic Strings is written in the voice of a non-person - musical talent - and various other personalities who have encountered the protagonists. It details the life of a man who had an inborn talent for guitar-playing, something that Albom has a passion for too, as detailed in the book and his biography.
“Talent is a piece of God’s shadow, and under that shadow, human stories intersect.” And through the voice of talent, he tells the tale of a lowly orphan boy born with nothing to his name and family registry. He had nothing but talent and the desire to play music, especially the guitar.

Through the most savage of situations and into the most extreme of impoverished states, Fran…

2018 : From My Heart to Yours

I don't want to make new resolutions because I believe that every day, from the moment we open our eyes in the morning, we should already be working on small little resolutions that will lead us on a joyful journey. One that makes us happy, healthy and prosperous (if possible).

Everyday is a work in progress. 2017, I dare say, has been one of the most heart-breaking and emotionally-painful ones for me. I don't say everything out loud or post everything on the Internet for all to see, but it has been a year where I learned that not everyone is an angel although we are all striving to be. The same can be said for me as well.

And we have to come face-to-face with facts...with reality. There are no other ways around it. Getting my head out of the rainbow-colored clouds of hopeful optimism has to be one of the hardest things that I have done this year.

As we stood there on our balcony, at the stroke of midnight, my kids and I watched as the flurry of fireworks went off in the dista…