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Dong dong dong qiang – Chinese Carrot Cake 萝卜糕 Lor Bak Gou

Did you get the title? If you’ve ever heard Chinese New Year Songs, you would most definitely get it. The Chinese New Year is in two days!! *Gasp* Where did the time go? I haven’t even started spring cleaning yet. Haha! Like I spring clean……It’s like you don’t know me at all. I do cook though. Honestly, that’s about all the CNY celebration I do around here and I’ve already started. Continue reading Dong dong dong qiang – Chinese Carrot Cake 萝卜糕 Lor Bak Gou

Milestones – Vanilla-Orange Chocolate cake

I almost missed it. By pure luck, I checked and realised it was today.

Coriander and Garlic is one year old today! 

OMG! OMG! OMG! I’m still here? I’m still here!! To be fair, I did go MIA for a bit in the middle of it but hey, I’m still here.  This is the bit where I get a little emotional.

Thank you everyone for taking the time to read this thing here I call a blog. Kowtows to you lovely folks who subscribe to me. And a big giant wet smooch for my blogger friend Bonnie, for being SO supportive. I can always count on you to have my (blogging) back. Guys, seriously, check out her page, Thirstyfortea.com. Mad skills she has, this woman.

How else could I possibly celebrate this milestone but to bake a cake, right? It’s just been sweet sweet sweet around here lately. My pantry’s running low on sugar as a result. But this is necessary! We only turn one once!

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Rainbow cake

A unicorn pooped on my platter – Rainbow cake

I know! I know! The rainbow cake has been done to DEATH. But…….it’s a rainbow cake! You know you want to make one too. For a first attempt, I got to say, it turned out pretty damn good! *pat on the back* Also, I kind of made a promise here that I would. This was not baked for the same cause I promised it for though, so watch this space.

The rainbow cake has been on my to-bake list for the longest, longest time. Ever since I saw it on Sweetapolita 3 years ago. I promised myself that I will one day bake it for my daughter’s birthday and see her face when I cut out the first slice. I finally got around to it and it was totally worth the 3-year wait. Oh the satisfaction…..*blissful sigh*
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When it rains lava – Brownie muffins

I don’t really have much of a sweet tooth. I’ve always preferred savoury food. Lately though, I often find myself rummaging through the 6-year-old’s candy stash. It’s what I do when I’m stretched to my limits; when the kids are on my last nerves; when bowls and plates REFUSE to stay in my grip and when I manage to twist both ankles coming down the stairs. I eat.

Hello. My name is Pris and I’m an emotional eater. Except I don’t just eat when I’m sad. I eat with EVERY emotion. Happy, sad, mad, bored, frustrated or depressed, I eat. I like chips when I’m bored and candy when I’m mad. But some days, candy just doesn’t cut it.  Some days, you just get so bogged down that all you want to do is to sit down and not give another shit about whatever might go wrong next. You’ve heard one too many “NO!” from your kids and you’ve knocked over one too many glasses of milk. Let it rain lava for all you care. You just want cake. Chocolate cake. A dense and rich one, with nuts and extra chocolate chips. Hey, that sounds a lot like a brownie. So that’s what I did. I made brownies and suddenly the world doesn’t seem so bad after all. Except now I’m getting fat with every bite. Goddammit!

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Princess Ice cream cake cross-section

I can’t win – cutting the Princess cake

So this just happened.

Idiot:    So what do you do?

Me:        I’m a mum.

Idiot:    So you’re a housewife?

Me:      I don’t really like that term. Makes me sound like I do nothing all day       (Not entirely PC but we’ll get to that later)

Idiot:    Housewives are extremely busy. I dont know what youre talking   about. You modern women all look down upon housewives because they’re uneducated, look after the kids and do mom stuff, things that yall frown upon because you glorify high powered corporate jobs, living and travelling ovrseas and the modelling industry

Me:      Hello? I am a housewife. I just said that I don’t like that term. For exactly the same reasons you’ve just cited.

Idiot:    Hahaha! Get used to it! [You] get married to an ang moh (Caucasian) and be his trophy wife that sits at home all day and looks pretty for him when he gets back home. geez.

What????  I tell people that I’m a housewife and they say “Wow! You’ve got an easy life!”.      I say I don’t like the term “housewife”, they call me a snob and then turn around and say I don’t do anything all day!! I can’t win!

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