Fried kuey teow...my way

If there's one thing that I really missed doing for the past months, it's got to be cooking. Had been wanting to try preparing fried kuey teow at home, would love to add more slices of fishcake and more vegetables in my very own fried kuey teow. That Sunday, well, to combat Monday blue, decided to head on to the supermarket to get ready the ingredients I needed and was determined to prepare it for my lunch the next day. It has been quite some time since I last brought homecooked food to school for lunch. Hmm, certainly not the best fried kuey teow you can get in the hawker centre but glad that at least I did not ruin anything or create any disaster in my first attempt. Simply loved the time spent in the kitchen preparing the ingredients and stir frying the noodles and ingredients together, not forgetting fish sauce and dark soya sauce. 

Without fail...Baby's birthday

 His little treat on his special day!

Such a joy to see him enjoying his food :)

Gosh, it must have been almost a month ago...Sorry Baby, it took me so long to post this. I bet you didn't know it was your birthday then. Ha, you were too engrossed eyeing your chocolate birthday cake. Just thinking of you and hoping that all's well for you in a new environment. Muack!

A light in the heart

Dear Li Min,

When I heard the news, I simply could not believe it...you had such great future ahead of you. It must have been almost six years ago when we first met. I remember you were just a 12-year old kid then. I can never ever forget that smile of yours...despite all those challenges that you had had. You wrote in your journal that you would cherish every minute of your life and would study very hard. You were such an inspiration to us all. Your bravery, determination, perseverance and positivity throughout your sickness could have put many to shame. My dear girl, I just wanna let you know that you had been such a blessing and that we are all very proud of you. You had such a beautiful heart for beauty is a light in the heart. Wherever you are right now, do watch over your father. It's a very painful loss to him for he had loved you so dearly. Rest in peace my dear and know that you will be missed.    

Love always,

Miss Chan

So very loved on a lovely day!

 She has helped me to understand the meaning of passion.

 Aesthetics is equally important for a good dining experience. The ladies hard at work. Even the ice cream was homemade!

 Too pretty to be eaten...love the bitterness in the dark chocolate

What a spread!

I felt so loved that day! It was a potluck that was coordinated and put together within 24 hours. I was just back from my holiday trip and most of us had clean forgotten about our planned date for potluck, wondering if it's the busyness at work or the brain not working so well during the holidays. But thanks to the wonderful coordinator and host, Jakki, all of us managed to bring along something for our gathering! Every dish that was laid out on the dinner table was lovely coz each was the love from someone among us :) Haha, Miss Tan, you better put your theoretical knowledge to practical use the next time we are gonna have potluck. As long as you have the courage to cook, I am very sure we have the courage to eat :P Kat baked chocolate lava cake for all of us! Wow! Marvelled at and awed by what she was capable of baking. I must say that that was really hard work. Thanks all for being such lovely friends :) 

They matter

I really did not expect to receive another of "The Little Black Book" (Well, at least that's what I call it). Somehow, I thought that in this digital age, blogging seems more of a hassle-free way to express one's thoughts, feelings, opinions and share experiences. Well, well, well, a real surprise to receive this black travel journal prior my holiday trip to Korea and with the journal also came a hand sewn or handmade pouch to keep my journal...what priceless and lovely gifts they are! Real thoughtful and sweet! I decorated my little black book with rabbit stickers...Hmm, I thought they went well with that little cloud sewn onto the pouch :) As I wrote my experiences in my black journal, I could hear voices ringing around me..."Why bother?". Deep in my heart, out came another voice..."They matter."