Ever since I started baking, I’ve grown to realise that one of my favourite breakfasts and tea-time treats to eat and make are scones. Nothing quite hits the spot like a soft and tender bake en...
Call me boring and unadventurous (though I’d much prefer somewhere along the lines of safe), but I am the sort who finds a great recipe, and sticks by it. In itself it might sound contradictory...
It is that time of the year when I rummage through my pantry (and book shelf, don’t judge) for long-forgotten and / or long-purchased-but-never-used baking ware and items. After all, it is only...
Is it just me, or did the month of September just zoom by way too fast? And while we’re at it, I highly suspect August was its sneaky precursor of an impetus. With almost every weekend of Septe...
Do you remember the times when you were much younger, and visiting relatives’ houses during the festive season meant so much more through the eyes of a child? Much more than rekindling familial...
– pictures courtesy of BakingLover and Ballantyne - We interrupt the scheduled Ramadhan Baking recipe post to bring you a little public service announcement, particularly for my Muslim readers ...
I am well aware that it has been slightly over a month since my last post, and thanks to the kind thoughts and concern by some of my readers and blog friends who dropped me a note (you know you are),...
‘Do you really have to turn everything into chocolate?’;– well, as a matter of fact, I don’t, but for all intents and purposes, I absolutely find it much too difficult to resi...
I am quite certain everyone is familiar with that feeling you get when your initial unapologetic indulgence on something decadently good (and expectedly unhealthy) meets the startling knee-jerk reali...
It has always been said, and is a proven fact, I do believe, that you are the company you keep, possibly pivoting on the simple notion of attracting people of similar energy as to that which you proj...
I’m sure everyone would have had one, or perhaps one too many, of those times when you anticipate your day or week to be as nondescript as the lifeless trudging of the Monday morning crowd to t...
It is not often that we have leftover cakes here in the household, which might come as a surprise for one with perhaps just two sweet-toothed occupants out of a large family. I reckon it should be th...
You can tell this is a way overdue post when your partner in crime glances over your screen, and goes, “Wait, how come I didn’t eat this?”. To be perfectly honest, I only vaguely re...
When I was a young child, one with a distinctively smaller social circle and life experiences, I carried with me a larger-than-life simplistic deduction; that a vegetarian is, and by no other means h...
Be it all prettily arranged on the table of a family feast/wedding, or simply packed in small plastic boxes fronting local Malay foodstalls, I always look forward to homemade Malay kuih (traditional ...
I’m not entirely sure if a ‘dessert person’ is merely a dessert person, thereby grouping all the always-have-room-for-dessert people together, or there are actually sub-categories t...
Recent tweets about fixing the mister’s lunchbox for work had garnered quite a bit of interest from some of my lovely tweeps, via the network itself, along with e-mails. Aside from the most com...
As M. Poilâne explained to me, these plain butter cookies had a special name among the grandmothers who made them in Normandy, his birthplace. There, they were called “punitions”, or puni...
When I was younger, I happened to be one of those stereotypical children who picked at their food, never finished their plates, and on hindsight, were highly likely a headache to moms. Being the youn...
Considering that four out of five of my recent posts involved cinnamon in one form or another, I’m pretty sure everyone is well aware of my obsession addiction love for cinnamon, yes? Now befor...
I know what you’re thinking; how can anyone possibly have leftover brownies, right? Sheer sacrilege! Now before you start judging me with ‘So much for being a chocoholic, you can’t ...
Confession: This has been the fourth, or maybe fifth, time I’ve made this recipe, each time with my own variation and adjustments, and to date, I have never shared any of the aforementioned ver...
I’m the kind of person who can have breakfast for any meal of the day;– from the grand works of an everything-but-the-kitchen-sin k sandwich, to a comforting bowl of oatmeal with sliced ap...
A whole lot of things have been happening over the past week, sending me ricocheting through a whirlwind of emotional and physical state, so to speak. I’m not sure whether it applies to everyon...
These days my appetite fluctuates erratically somewhere along the lines of mourning the dearth of any gastronomical urge, to an irrational ravenous dive into uncharted terrains of epicurean indulgenc...
There is always that point in the day when everything seems to be on hold, as you catch what feels like your first breather, watching the world whirl around you in a fashionable slow-motioned gaussia...
Currently one of the questions I get quite often is how married life has been. Coming into the second month, as mushy as it may sound, married life has been nothing but a bliss, and an adventure I lo...
1. Buttermilk Cinnamon Rolls Yeastless, under an hour, and pure cinnamon perfection;– if that’s not tempting enough, I don’t know what is. Suprisingly it was my first recipe post fo...
Eggless Tiramisu Charlotte (makes an 8-inch round; adapted from here) For the espresso syrup: 2 tbsp coffee powder 1 cup boiling water 1 tbsp sugar For the filling: 250g mascarpone cheese 3 tbsp icin...
So it seemed that a little more than a month ago, I had promised that my first bake as an official missus would be a great one. It also appeared that I had somehow foreseen that the post-hiatus entri...
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