Today I do not have to cook. Hubby took back home a lot of food because they're celebrating Teachers' Day in school. So, I eat photos from last week's meals. Last Monday, everything was done in a simple manner. It's just udon in miso soup with meatballs. On Sunday, I cooked too much and was really tired from standing in the kitchen, so on Monday I have no more energy left.
And we had a scoop of rocky road ice-cream each. It's the leftovers from Sunday with only 3 scoops to be exact. This was done by my precious. Thank you, love~!
For the first time in my life, I de-boned the whole leg on my own. Last time, hubby did it. We learned it from the market. You want to learn anything about cleaning up the fish, removing the gills and scaling, just go to the wet market and stand there. Observe. After the neighbour made us the chicken chop, I decided to make a different one. I deep-fried my chicken chop because the hubby and the precious love deep-fried food.
After observing hubby deep frying for many years, I've finally mastered my deep frying skill with no accidents like splashing oil or setting the whole house on fire.
I did not cook rice but I stirred fry a wok of udon noodles with some prawns found nestled in a corner of the freezer.
I made hubby's favourite bitter gourd dish in a soupy style with Chinese cabbage and fish paste. Next time I will have to remind myself to make myself a small pot of soup before sliding in those bitter gourds.
Then mi mama made these awesome braided raisin buns. It's so soft I can sleep with it. *nom nom nom*
I love bull's eyes and mi mama made them for me in the morning, with two slices of my basmati bread.
Lunch was steamed black tilapia. I don't know why when you steam the red tilapia, the taste was so awful. Black tilapia has a firmer texture. And I don't remember how that dish tasted like.
The vegetables looked like a disaster but the minced meat complemented the dish really well. I still have no skills with vegetables.
I have no idea what's luffa until recently. But I dislike it.The black rock was black dates if I remembered correctly.
Hungry hands mean shaky hands. This chicken dish was braised with coconut milk. The taste was overall wonderful.
Last two Wednesday was the most perfect. Well, sometimes I do face kitchen malfunction where everything I cooked, I felt that there's no kick in the taste at all. But I really enjoyed what I made for last two Wednesday. That's French beans with minced meat. The carrots from China made the taste up by another level. Thanks to my rabbits. As long as they love the carrots, means the carrots are real juicy and sweet. Yeah, we are choosy in food and same goes with the rabbits.
Then, we had peanut soup boiled for many hours. I always don't have time to do anything but I was surprised that I do have time to double boil soup for 4 hours and braised meat for one hour. There goes my time... spent in the kitchen.
I braised chicken instead of pork. The result was so so... I still prefer braised pork.
The creamiest and smoothest ice-cream we ever had. The secret to such perfect texture of ice-cream is to master the art of stirring. My precious did this as I can't find any extra time to do it. I will do the second batch of ice-cream though. While she was stirring, we agreed to pay Haagen Dasz for whatever the amount.
Have you heard of basmati loaf? The taste is better than any wholemeal loaf. On Tuesday night after my class, my neighbour was just sitting around in the house and since I have brainwashed her until she has gotten herself a breadmaker, I get her hooked by letting her flip through my bread book. Then, I saw a recipe about basmati loaf and I ended up doing it because we eat basmati rice everyday.
We bought a pumpkin too big. So, two Tuesdays ago, after dragging the neighbour over for dinner on Monday, we dragged them over on Tuesday as well.I also cannot remember how did this dish taste like.
The lotus roots were boiled and before it was done, the whole Jenahak fish was sent into the wok swimming away. As it was too heavy to move the fish and I was afraid I might break the fish into two, I sent the whole wok to the table. It was easier that way. Whoever says that one must be served on plates? Have you seen restaurants serving their customers with chopping board? Nothing wrong right? Sometimes we eat straight from the pot or the frying pan. Save washing up a load.
There's something missing in my dhall that makes it not thick even after two hours.The missing part was the missing potatoes but hubby rescued the dish for dinner before being served to the neighbour.
My favourite of all, my braised pork belly with salted fish, if I'm not mistaken...and I'm lazy to keep this blog alive. I'm getting really tired with not much free time in hand. Who bothers what I eat or cook? I don't even remember....
... I don't remember what I cooked. I'm looking at this photo of my lunch of two Mondays ago and I know I don't have to ask mi mama or the hubby, no one remembers. I just know it's pork ribs and that's it. I have no recollection of the taste or whatsoever.
I remembered that I did a blunder with this plate of lala. They were overcooked and I was upset.
I have this wonderful seafood bowl of soup but yeah, I don't remember the taste. It must be sourish and sweet and salty.
I remember this though. The outer layer was that of orange sweet potato while the filing was that of the softest yam I've ever tasted. Hubby deep-fried them for dinner.
And I dragged the neighbour over for dinner. She made a pot of chai boey and she made really good chai boey according to everyone else except me. I don't take chai boey, not even a sip.
My neighbour, Amanda loves all sorts of shell fish. Last Sunday, after church, hubby and I dropped by at the afternoon wet market in Batu Lanchang and I bought a kilo of lala and a kilo of cockles. It's overly cheap. A kilo of cockles cost RM4.50 and a kilo of lala was only RM9. Called the neighbour when we were home but since her hubby was out and she's left with a jumping-around toddler and another sleeping toddler, I decided to bring food over. You can't leave a sleeping child alone at home. I blanched half a kilo of cockles in hot water and another half, after blanching, I broke off half the shell. Then, the gravy was done in a wok, turned off the fire and mix the half-opened cockles together with the gravy. Put in two twigs of curry leaves and you're done~!
No tea has been served though. We had lychee drink over at the neighbour's and we had raisin scones as well.
This was way better than the earlier plain and empty scones. The texture was softer... and we had a good chat in the afternoon until it started pouring cats and dogs.
