Scones...all on my own

Sometimes, I ask myself if I am one who always decides based on logic and practicality. Reality could really be harsh at times and they could slap hard on your faces. Good to activate the mind and think rationally, logically and practically. But at times, I suppose I would choose to focus on my heart, communicate with my heart and seek to understand it better. My heart has been telling me the past two days that I should try baking scones on my own and I am glad I listened to it...First time all on my own! Truly exciting as I wondered if I was going to cause a great disaster in the kitchen especially with the oven.  Filled with anxiety, I wondered if I had measured the right amount for all the ingredients. I was kinda worried about the science of baking as precision may not necessarily be my strength. Well, anxiety built up as I started looking at the scones being baked in the oven every three minutes, hoping everything was doing fine in there. And there we go! Out came those scones, not as 'disfigured' as I thought they would be after baking. Well, not the best scones in town and something seemed amiss in the taste but glad that I have given it a try and glad that I had listened to my heart. Ha, my father came home and asked why I had bought so many scones...I was beaming with pride. Did he mean that they  looked presentable enough be sold? :P 

"If you are not prepared to be wrong, you'll never come up with anything original." ~ Sir Ken Robinson 

Hey, it is already 2013!

 What a nice mix and blend of colours to brighten up the day!

Balcon mini burger and the huge wedges were delicious, truly potato!

Yes, it is already 2013. In fact, it's now the second month of 2013 - February. I think up to a certain point, there's no point saying "Time flies" because it has long become more of a fact than a perception, at least to me. The beginning of the year passed by smoothly I guess with a few occasional texts asking "What's the story?" (You know who you are). Well, the story will still continue but maybe not as frequent as you would probably expect it to be. Writing needs a purpose, the right mood and most of all, some inspiration. I have come to realise that pictures or photographs are great stimuli for me activate my 'language diarrhoea', ha!

I was trying to recall when exactly did my very good friend and I have our tea at Cafe Melba. I think it should be in December last year and I bet my very good friend can remember all the details, knowing her :P As long as eggs benny is served in a cafe, I know I would always love to try it. I am just wondering what's so great about this dish that attracts me. Aesthetics or taste? Probably love how the york oozes out and how it would flow in an elegant manner that you would feel like licking every bit of it on the plate. I usually like it with salmon and the hollandaise sauce adds richness to the whole dining experience, giving a sense of satisfaction not only felt in the stomach but in the heart as well.