<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142</id><updated>2012-01-27T18:22:44.055-08:00</updated><category term='chocolate'/><category term='cookie'/><category term='peanut butter'/><title type='text'>White Plates</title><subtitle type='html'>Love. Life. Food.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-6600396604203252547</id><published>2010-06-30T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:56:03.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARING BAKER'S CHALLENGE #7</title><content type='html'>The June 2010 Daring Bakers’ challenge was hosted by Dawn of Doable and Delicious. Dawn challenged the Daring Bakers’ to make Chocolate Pavlovas and Chocolate &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Mascarpone&lt;/span&gt; Mousse. The challenge recipe is based on a recipe from the book Chocolate Epiphany by Francois &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Payard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwTw_6Jp9I/AAAAAAAAAkY/yo1Y3aRBCBg/s1600/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwTw_6Jp9I/AAAAAAAAAkY/yo1Y3aRBCBg/s320/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This month's challenge was TOTALLY AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chocolate Pavlova with Chocolate &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Mascarpone&lt;/span&gt; Mousse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could anything sound more extravagantly &lt;i&gt;lush&lt;/i&gt; than THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;strike&gt;I was too lazy to complete the challenge earlier in the month&lt;/strike&gt; one of my closest friends, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Shekinah&lt;/span&gt;, was turning 18 on the 24th, I made the pavlova quite late. I thought that &lt;strike&gt;being the stingy-poker that I was&lt;/strike&gt; since there wouldn't be too many of us celebrating (it was a small dinner celebration at this TO DIE FOR steamboat place) I would make half the recipe. I had it all figured out, I'd make all the components the day before and assemble them in the morning before leaving for her house. The mousse and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mascarpone&lt;/span&gt; cream didn't give me any trouble, but I probably should have remembered it was my VERY FIRST pavlova, and there were BOUND to be hiccups along the way.&lt;br /&gt;And a hiccup there was.&lt;br /&gt;A BIG one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwUPZyTh7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/I_mK-QDIuKo/s1600/IMG_5439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwUPZyTh7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/I_mK-QDIuKo/s320/IMG_5439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THAT my good readers, was what the pavlova looked like the next morning. I could BARELY get it off the baking paper, and the parts that DID peel off cracked and crumbled to bits. Looking&amp;nbsp; back, I probably should have baked it for longer to allow the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;pav&lt;/span&gt; to dry out more. Truth be told though, I was actually quite happy it didn't turn out. It looked a bit TOO SMALL to be given as a present. So, I scrapped it, and tried again. This time making the full meringue recipe. As for the one above, I didn't want to waste it (It tasted REALLY GOOD) So I crumbled it up even more and made 2 little parfaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwUls_2nlI/AAAAAAAAAko/Vgd8Hr5MQsE/s1600/IMG_5442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwUls_2nlI/AAAAAAAAAko/Vgd8Hr5MQsE/s320/IMG_5442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quite decent, no? And SO YUMMY MY GAWD!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after quickly putting together the stuff for the 2nd meringue (luckily I still had a decent amount of time on my hands) and baking it for 2 and 1/4 hours, I got a BE-YOU-TI-&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;FUL&lt;/span&gt; looking pavlova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwU6JayRvI/AAAAAAAAAkw/tyQks32JiYQ/s1600/IMG_5449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwU6JayRvI/AAAAAAAAAkw/tyQks32JiYQ/s320/IMG_5449.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought about it, and decided to add the finishing touches at her place. So I packed the mousse and cream into piping bags and took the lot to &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Kynah's&lt;/span&gt; house. We had a good long gossip (haven't seen her since she started college) Had a shower, got dressed and dressed the pavlova so it was ready for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwVmk0iUWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/htw7BQj1v98/s1600/IMG_5456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwVmk0iUWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/htw7BQj1v98/s320/IMG_5456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doesn't it look ADORABLE? I cheated a bit and bought to sugar roses, so the whole thing was dead easy to put together. &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Kynah&lt;/span&gt; and her parents oohed and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;ahhed&lt;/span&gt; over it, the we packed the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;pav&lt;/span&gt; up and headed to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where things got a little messy. The pavlova was sitting next to the HOT steamboat stove for about 15 minutes before we thought of moving it to a chair so it would be away from the heat. AND it was about 2 hours (the steamboat was REALLY GOOD,k?) before we got around to eating it. So by the time the pavlova came out of the box....&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say it tasted a lot better than it looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwWqZ5GmTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YR_dCtjVumc/s1600/IMG_5460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwWqZ5GmTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YR_dCtjVumc/s320/IMG_5460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Honestly. However, all said and done &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Kynah&lt;/span&gt; LOVED IT.&lt;br /&gt;She thought it was fantastic (and quite frankly, it bloody was). I'll definitely be making this again. Although, I'll probably not subject it to heat next time!&lt;br /&gt;As usual, if you'd like to try the recipe for yourself, it'll be found on &lt;a href="http://thedaringkitchen.com/recipe/chocolate-pavlovas-chocolate-mascarpone-mousse"&gt;The Daring Kitchen's website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do try to go through the &lt;a href="http://thedaringkitchen.com/blogroll/bakers"&gt;&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;blogroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see what other Daring bakers thought of the challenge. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwWZqhhdSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/SSp-PaQG_ww/s1600/IMG_5459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwWZqhhdSI/AAAAAAAAAlA/SSp-PaQG_ww/s320/IMG_5459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-6600396604203252547?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/6600396604203252547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=6600396604203252547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/6600396604203252547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/6600396604203252547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/06/daring-bakers-challenge-7.html' title='DARING BAKER&apos;S CHALLENGE #7'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/TCwTw_6Jp9I/AAAAAAAAAkY/yo1Y3aRBCBg/s72-c/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-5329959529436182455</id><published>2010-05-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:25:35.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARING BAKER'S CHALLENGE #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  The May 2010 Daring Bakers’ challenge was hosted by Cat of&lt;a href="http://www.littlemisscupcakeparis.blogspot.com/"&gt; Little Miss Cupcake&lt;/a&gt;. Cat challenged everyone to make a piece montée, or croquembouche, based on recipes from Peter Kump’s Baking School in Manhattan and Nick Malgieri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8gW6wUc0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/lTxxxg2U_X0/s1600/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8gW6wUc0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/lTxxxg2U_X0/s320/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello, it's that time of month again! &lt;br /&gt;I was really really REALLY stoked&amp;nbsp; when I found out what this months challenge was. Been wanting to make a croquembouche for a couple of YEARS now, but never plucked up the kahoonas to try. Another upside to the Daring Bakers, I guess I'm a wee bit more Gryffindor than I thought I was. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, for those who are out of the loop, a piece montée, or croquembouche is a tower of creampuffs held together by a glaze, usually chocolate or caramel. People in France traditionally make this instead of the usual wedding cake. A professional one is supposed to look like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baking911.com/images/croqueyextract.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.baking911.com/images/croqueyextract.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, so mine didn't quite turn out as a tower.&lt;br /&gt;More like a lopsided molehill really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8gjJeX47I/AAAAAAAAAkI/EhBC_33BkUc/s1600/IMG_5319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8gjJeX47I/AAAAAAAAAkI/EhBC_33BkUc/s320/IMG_5319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made only half the recipe, because there aren't too many people at home and there was NO WAY a full sized croquembouche&amp;nbsp; was going to be finished, especially considering that this dessert has to be served ASAP. I filled the cream puffs with a coffee pastry cream and for the glaze I used caramel. It looked really pretty up close, but was really difficult to eat. The caramel made it almost impossible to pick an individual cream puff off without either:&lt;br /&gt;a) ripping it in half, OR&lt;br /&gt;b) ripping its immediate downstairs neighbour in half.&lt;br /&gt;I think my pastry cream was a bit too sweet too, would cut down the sugar next time I do this. The best part about making the piece montée was the caramel strands surrounding the cream puffs. Sure, I got burnt a couple of times (OUCH, by the way) but that didn't stop me from flicking sugar like mad all over the thing.&lt;br /&gt;and on myself.&lt;br /&gt;and the kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;and the floor.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe a little on my kitchen scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had fun with this challenge. It may have seemed overwhelming in the beginning, but once I broke it down, it was a relatively enjoyable task. Albeit a rather long one. It you'd like to try to make this ( and you should. It's one of those things everyone should try before we get sent off to that big bakery in the sky ) then the recipe and instructions are here on the &lt;a href="http://thedaringkitchen.com/recipe/piece-mont%C3%A9e"&gt;Daring Kitchen website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Also, try to check out the creations of the other Daring Bakers on the &lt;a href="http://thedaringkitchen.com/blogroll/bakers"&gt;blogroll&lt;/a&gt;. There are some that'll blow your mind!&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8g1RGFMkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1Pq6h2T7Z5k/s1600/IMG_5322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8g1RGFMkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1Pq6h2T7Z5k/s320/IMG_5322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-5329959529436182455?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/5329959529436182455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=5329959529436182455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5329959529436182455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5329959529436182455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-2010-daring-bakers-challenge-was.html' title='DARING BAKER&apos;S CHALLENGE #6'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S_8gW6wUc0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/lTxxxg2U_X0/s72-c/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-991115672414502267</id><published>2010-05-04T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:06:55.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARING BAKER'S CHALLENGE #5</title><content type='html'>The April 2010 Daring Bakers’ challenge was hosted by Esther of &lt;a href="http://lilackitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Lilac Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;. She challenged everyone to make a traditional British pudding using, if possible, a very traditional British ingredient: suet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMSo5pz-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/_Bq4JHab1fg/s1600/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMSo5pz-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/_Bq4JHab1fg/s320/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy am I LATE huh?&lt;br /&gt;*brushes dust off blog*&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout that folks, I couldn't find my pictures until 2 days ago (they were still in my camera). But all hiccups aside, atleast I'm FINALLY posting, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMDcWG7VI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rLcPOGgAnbw/s1600/IMG_5215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMDcWG7VI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rLcPOGgAnbw/s320/IMG_5215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMKHiYRnI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RKqZvZtqXTI/s1600/IMG_5216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMKHiYRnI/AAAAAAAAAjw/RKqZvZtqXTI/s320/IMG_5216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, let's get started.&amp;nbsp; Steamed English Pudding. This is going to be quite a short post, cause I don't really have much to say about it. The challenge was easy enough but quite frankly we weren't too nuts about it, infact the pudding was still sitting in the fridge 3 weeks after I made it. It tasted a bit odd really, but then again that's probably the recipes fault. I did like steaming the pudding, it came out nice and moist and a little spongy too. wasn't too hard to do either, but that's probably cause I have an actual steamer. I used chinese bowls to steam the sponges in, so they came out in really cute domes. As for using suet, the only one I could find was made from beef and due to religious issues, that's a bit of a no no for me. I used shortening instead. Also, for the fruit I threw in a little something special. For the past 4 months, I've had a container of fruitsoaking in brandy in my fridge. And when I say soaking, I mean SOAKING. I don't even remember what fruit I have in there anymore, but I do know it smells strong. Funnily enough, the pudding didn't taste very alcohol-ly when it was done. I served the cooked pudding with custard sauce on top. On the whole, a very -meh- tasting challenge. I will do it again, but I'll be wanting a different recipe to use. I have NO IDEA where this one came from ( I was searching and printing out a lot, OK?), Heck, I don't even remember what it's CALLED. So if anyone DOES know, just give me a shout. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DLx0o4G6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/c1wpjkLiNs4/s1600/IMG_5214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DLx0o4G6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/c1wpjkLiNs4/s1600/IMG_5214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DLx0o4G6I/AAAAAAAAAjg/c1wpjkLiNs4/s200/IMG_5214.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;~ 90g self raising flour&lt;br /&gt;~ pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;~ 90g breadcrumbs&lt;br /&gt;~ 90g shreaded suet (again, I used shortening)&lt;br /&gt;~ 90g raisins&lt;br /&gt;~ 160g currants&lt;br /&gt;~ 30g candied peel&lt;br /&gt;~ 60g brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;~ 1 egg&lt;br /&gt;~ 6tbsp milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix everything together, divide into molds and steam for 1 and a 1/2 - 2 hours. (OMG this has got to be the SHORTEST set of instructions I've EVER written on this blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please head on down to the Daring Bakers blogroll to check out what the others have done. It'll look pretty damn amazing! =&amp;gt; http://thedaringkitchen.com/blogroll/bakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-991115672414502267?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/991115672414502267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=991115672414502267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/991115672414502267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/991115672414502267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/05/daring-bakers-challenge-5.html' title='DARING BAKER&apos;S CHALLENGE #5'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S-DMSo5pz-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/_Bq4JHab1fg/s72-c/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2323683087474365814</id><published>2010-03-28T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:38:16.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARING BAKERS CHALLENGE #4</title><content type='html'>The 2010 March Daring Baker’s challenge was hosted by Jennifer of &lt;a href="http://www.chocolateshavings.ca/"&gt;Chocolate Shavings&lt;/a&gt;. She chose Orange Tian as the challenge for this month, a dessert based on a recipe from Alain Ducasse’s Cooking School in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_FEOtZEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/02F4bBMzqeQ/s1600/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_FEOtZEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/02F4bBMzqeQ/s320/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I learnt something new this month. Thanks to Jennifer, I now know what a 'tian' is. What? Never heard of em'?&lt;br /&gt;You can thank &lt;a href="http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-a-tian.htm"&gt;wisegeek.com&lt;/a&gt; later :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Well known in some cultures as a prepared dish with layered ingredients, the &lt;span class="yellowFade"&gt;&lt;span class="yellowFadeInnerSpan" style="position: relative;"&gt;tian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can be thought of as a &lt;a href="http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-a-casserole.htm"&gt;casserole&lt;/a&gt; with a specific arrangement of components.  From this perspective, a &lt;span class="yellowFade"&gt;&lt;span class="yellowFadeInnerSpan" style="position: relative;"&gt;tian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can be a hot or a cold dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;So, an orange tian.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_Rh9o87I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Z--W_d6eMPA/s1600/IMG_5120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_Rh9o87I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Z--W_d6eMPA/s320/IMG_5120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Frankly I was a little sceptical. I mean, it looked like a lot of work for whipped cream piled on top of a piece of shortbread then topped with fruit. But I'm glad I made it all the same. It was a very light dessert, and because I reduced the sugar, it wasn't too sweet either. I decided to make it family-sized just to make life easier for me. So, down to business then. There were 5 components to this dessert, as broken up below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;~Pate Sablee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;From what I gather this is basically like shortbread....or, atleast it's suppossed to be. I'm not sure where I went wrong but it came out cake-like and VERY crumbly. I made the recipe twice and had the same result both times....any ideas? Not to say it wasn't good though, it was like a cross between a butter cake and shortbread. My dog agrees too, judging from the way she gobbled up the first batch. Very yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;~Marmalade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Again, not too much trouble. It came together fine and tasted a little tangy. The one thing I SHOULD have done, was blend the blanched oranges to make it finer, but I didn't want to wash the blender later (SO ANNOYING) so I just minced it all by hand. The resulting marmalade was a little chunky, but I didn't really mind, it still tasted good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;~Orange Sements &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;OMG. I LOVE segmenting oranges!!! It's like......so totally ZEN!! I'm not joking, you could put me in a corner with a bowl of oranges and order me to segment them, and I would be HAPPY. I don't know WHAT it is, but I was having so much fun, it was actually a little dissapointing when all the oranges were done. Anybody in Malaysia need an orange segmented? Pretty please??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;~Caramel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Now THIIIISSS..... was a little bit funky. Again, not too sure where&amp;nbsp; messed up, but it turned out tasting bitter. And the thing is, the caramel was JUST STARTING to colour when I added the orange juice (And boy did that start to sputter. I feared for my life, I kid you not). Didn't think too much of it and just went ahead with the rest of the recipe. Could hardly taste anything bitter in he finished dessert, so YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;~Whipped Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;If after 5 years of blowing up stuff in the kitchen I didn't know how to &lt;i&gt;whip cream&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;I would just shoot myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;I really would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;But now I know how to stabilize my cream. All you have to do is whip in a bit of gelatine and the cream won't collapse so fast. However, I really don't like the smell of gelatine, so I'll try out something else. Maybe unflavoured konyaku jelly powder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;So with all the stuff prepared, I was ready to assemble the Tian. And again, I dissobeyed the first rule of Bakingdom. Again. Because I didn't read the instructions, I didn't notice we were supposed to DRAIN the orange slices (That had been sitting in caramel overnight) on paper towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Oops no.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Luckily I wrapped my tin in alluminium foil. If I hadn't, the tin would have leaked wattery orange caramel all over the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah well, lesson learnt. I moved on and piled on the whipped cream, then proceeded to place the pate sablee on top. Problem was, the biscuit broke &lt;strike&gt;clean&lt;/strike&gt; into 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Oops no.2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Nevermind, I thought to myself. It's at the bottom, no one will notice. So brushing the crumbs off the kitchen table, I set the Tian in the fridge to set for 1/2 an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Oops no.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_iQ_H3eI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Zq1-KHnR5Dk/s1600/IMG_5126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_iQ_H3eI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Zq1-KHnR5Dk/s320/IMG_5126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;I barely had time to drizzle the remainder caramel sauce over it and take a picture.This is what it looked like 5 minutes after taking it out of the fridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;Not pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;I didn't get a chance to take cross section picture, which was a pity cause I bet that would've looked really nice.It's alright though, the shot of the whole thing came out pretty all the same. Next time, I'll just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt; make individual portions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_a1r7CoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/2MjAViWXGaY/s1600/IMG_5121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_a1r7CoI/AAAAAAAAAjI/2MjAViWXGaY/s320/IMG_5121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="mContent"&gt;If you'd like to try this recipe out for yourself, just follow the link and it'll take you to the daring kitchen 'Orange Tian' page. =&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thedaringkitchen.com/recipe/orange-tian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, and happy baking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2323683087474365814?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2323683087474365814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2323683087474365814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2323683087474365814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2323683087474365814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/03/daring-bakers-challenge-4.html' title='DARING BAKERS CHALLENGE #4'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S67_FEOtZEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/02F4bBMzqeQ/s72-c/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2366328074180383267</id><published>2010-03-19T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T07:41:01.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate MOOOOOOOOOOUSSSSEEEE.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OHgKnvxGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b_0gjD5g5LE/s1600-h/staged+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OHgKnvxGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b_0gjD5g5LE/s320/staged+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love that :&lt;br /&gt;1) This recipe is SUPER easy.&lt;br /&gt;2) It has very few ingredients (practically FOUR if you wanna skip the fruit and liquor)&lt;br /&gt;3) It's non-bake ( for those days you just CANNOT set up the oven )&lt;br /&gt;4) It's so ORGASMICLY GOOD. I can't even begin to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make it.&lt;br /&gt;Then eat and weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OH5PBm4yI/AAAAAAAAAio/o0RhIocwRs4/s1600-h/IMG_5131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OH5PBm4yI/AAAAAAAAAio/o0RhIocwRs4/s200/IMG_5131.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chocolate Mousse&lt;br /&gt;by Alec Kearns of Glebe Point Diner&lt;br /&gt;~300g dark chocolate, chopped&lt;br /&gt;~9 eggs, seperated&lt;br /&gt;~2tbsp brandy (opt)&lt;br /&gt;~30g castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; *my addition&lt;br /&gt;*5 tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;*8 ripe bananas, sliced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OHtbvESDI/AAAAAAAAAig/NH6D8ssJqtY/s1600-h/IMG_5132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OHtbvESDI/AAAAAAAAAig/NH6D8ssJqtY/s320/IMG_5132.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melt the dark chocolate over a double boiler and whisk in egg yolks and liquor (if using). If mixture become very stiff, add 1 tbsp water to loosen it. Whisk eggs whites to soft peaks, then gradually adding sugar whisk to stiff peaks. Fold egg whites into chocolate mixture in three batches till combined. Divide among 8 X 250ml glasses and refridgerate 3-4 hours till set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*caramelized banana topping&lt;br /&gt;Melt 1 tbsp of sugar in heavy bottom saucepan and cook till very light golden colour. Add sliced bananas and stir to coat. Top mousses and refridgerate to set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original recipe called for rasberries macerated in balsamic vineger. I opted out and used the caramelized bananas instead and removed the brandy element too. I also made only 1/3 of the recipe, as there weren't too many people at home to eat it ( although, I SUPPOSED I could have FORCED myself to polish off a full recipe on my own. You know, if&amp;nbsp; ABSOLUTELY had to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't worry. This is a healthy dessert.&lt;br /&gt;It's got whole eggs in it, that's protein. &lt;br /&gt;And chocolate, so that's your antioxidants.&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*recipe courtesy of Vougue Australia, Entertaining and Travel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2366328074180383267?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2366328074180383267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2366328074180383267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2366328074180383267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2366328074180383267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/03/chocolate-moooooooooousssseeee.html' title='Chocolate MOOOOOOOOOOUSSSSEEEE.....'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6OHgKnvxGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b_0gjD5g5LE/s72-c/staged+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2743456966570436789</id><published>2010-03-12T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:21:42.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIB classes, babysteps 1-6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6HidBll5_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/C_fhkmgXKLw/s1600-h/MIB+logo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6HidBll5_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/C_fhkmgXKLw/s320/MIB+logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm bad at updating things, but this is getting ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;I've had 6 lessons at MIB now.&lt;br /&gt;Each class is about 3.5-4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I've spent ATLEAST 21 hours there.&lt;br /&gt;21 hours.&lt;br /&gt;21 hours of&amp;nbsp; learning wonderful things about food and baking.&lt;br /&gt;and I haven't blogged a SINGLE word of it.&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially considering I have SOOOOO much to share! Well, not really much, just one tip really.&lt;br /&gt;But if you've been making bread without a bread maker in a hot country a.k.a Malaysia (and IF you have, give yourself a pat on the back) this tip will revolutionize your ENTIRE perspective on bread making.&lt;br /&gt;THIS.&lt;br /&gt;WILL.&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that we're ( 'WE' meaning people in tropical countries with really hot climates) are supposed to make bread with.........get ready for this.......this'll flip your lid........we're supposed to make bread.... with.... COLD water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, boggles the mind doesn't it? &lt;br /&gt;After AAAAAALLLLL the propaganda fed to us by lying, thieving American and British cookbook authors the world over. I'll bet they were thinking, "ok, we can't slow down their economic growth, but we can be sure they'll be making bread WRONG!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyesyes, you can argue that they're actually writing for an American / Europian audience. You can also argue that they're suiting their own temperatures......but I think my theory's more interesting. Not that I don't absolutely ADORE my fellow Caucasian earth dwellers of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kGP1k-wuI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JP3L_bQusrM/s1600-h/IMG_5072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kGP1k-wuI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JP3L_bQusrM/s320/IMG_5072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHApn48rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8KES_zg43bc/s1600-h/IMG_5086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHApn48rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/8KES_zg43bc/s320/IMG_5086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHGzmCUiI/AAAAAAAAAho/Hjr0FAx0I20/s1600-h/IMG_5088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHGzmCUiI/AAAAAAAAAho/Hjr0FAx0I20/s320/IMG_5088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHacXWF5I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZcYWEjIMyxA/s1600-h/IMG_5119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHacXWF5I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZcYWEjIMyxA/s320/IMG_5119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHNqFDjYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ut91cyq2eQs/s1600-h/IMG_5095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHNqFDjYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ut91cyq2eQs/s320/IMG_5095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHgRZVUVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/t0xByrcSlko/s1600-h/IMG_5112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S5kHgRZVUVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/t0xByrcSlko/s320/IMG_5112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've also been learning all this stuff about molding, forming, and shaping bread, as well as getting to know the Science behind making it. It's ALOT of fun, and I look forward to my classes all the time. Although, I have to admit I'm getting a little sick of bread, and it doesn't help I have a freezer FULL off the stuff too. Here's some shots of some of the stuff we've been doing. I'll try to take more pictures, but usually by the time I get home, I'm so tired I can barely LIFT my camera, let alone photograph anything. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, 5A's and 5B's for SPM. Not too bad huh? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2743456966570436789?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2743456966570436789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2743456966570436789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2743456966570436789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2743456966570436789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/03/mib-classes-babysteps-1-6.html' title='MIB classes, babysteps 1-6'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S6HidBll5_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/C_fhkmgXKLw/s72-c/MIB+logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-276528381148830470</id><published>2010-02-28T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T04:20:35.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARING BAKERS CHALLENGE #3</title><content type='html'>The February 2010 Daring Bakers’ challenge was hosted by &lt;a href="http://mydiversekitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aparna&lt;/a&gt; of My Diverse Kitchen and &lt;a href="http://www.passionateaboutbaking.com/"&gt;Deeba&lt;/a&gt; of Passionate About Baking. They chose Tiramisu as the challenge for the month. Their challenge recipe is based on recipes from The Washington Post, Cordon Bleu at Home and Baking Obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcZyC7IVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vUEhyNep7Ag/s1600-h/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcZyC7IVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vUEhyNep7Ag/s320/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD, what a bloody headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pdghMb83I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/M9zYQYW0qiA/s1600-h/IMG_5027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pdghMb83I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/M9zYQYW0qiA/s320/IMG_5027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For February it was decided that the Daring Bakers would make a tiramisu completely from scratch. and when I say completely, I mean &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And baby it was a LOOOOOOOOOOOOG process too, make no mistake about that.Well, ok. It wasn't really that long. The length of the instructions scared me. Truth is, it's really quite a straight forward recipe, you just need to do a little advance planning and it comes together fine. So with a deep breath, I hankered down and read the recipe over several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not several. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;15 times&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;10 times&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5 tim&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a very thorough reading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with the cheese first. I read that the recipe required me to use a &lt;i&gt;cheesecloth &lt;/i&gt;(and NO, ok? I DID NOT see that alternative &lt;i&gt;cotton handkerchief &lt;/i&gt;option) So, wondering where on earth I would find some muslin cloth (a.k.a cheesecloth) I approached my darling mother.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ma, I need cheesecloth for this month's challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Ma: Cheesecloth?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cheesecloth.&lt;br /&gt;Ma: But.....why?&lt;br /&gt;Me: My &lt;strike&gt;sadistic&lt;/strike&gt; loving hosts want me to make my own marscapone cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Ma: MAKE YOUR ON CHEESE?????&lt;br /&gt;Me: Make my own cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Ma: Can't we cheat and buy you a tub from Jaya33?&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;strike&gt;What a splendid idea&lt;/strike&gt; NO MA. &lt;strike&gt;Why don't we go now so we can pick up a pirated version of Avatar too?&lt;/strike&gt; BAKER'S HONOUR!! I HAVE to do each part of the challenge FROM SCRATCH!!&lt;br /&gt;Ma: *sigh* ok........ *light bulb flashes above head* Why don't you use one of your father's &lt;i&gt;vaeshttis&lt;/i&gt;*?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcn3cY1GI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ipX2QxIH8uU/s1600-h/IMG_4982.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcn3cY1GI/AAAAAAAAAgo/ipX2QxIH8uU/s320/IMG_4982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so it came to be that I would be making cheese with garment which dad usually reserves for going to temple. Gave it a good wash and &lt;strike&gt;ripped &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;cut it into managable pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pc5eun1-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/o-gW4B-BMgg/s1600-h/IMG_4984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pc5eun1-I/AAAAAAAAAgw/o-gW4B-BMgg/s320/IMG_4984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course dad protested. It's just that, we don't listen to him much. ;-) (LOVE YOU DADA!!)&lt;br /&gt;So far so good, it was getting quite exciting now too.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, things are never really straight forward with me, now are they?&lt;br /&gt;In my haste to make the cheese, I ignored the first golden rule of Bakingdom. You know, the one printed in bold and written in CAPITALS that's right&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;on top, triple underlined and surrounded by flashing neon coloured arrows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;READ THE INSTRUCTIONS FIRST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcjjkpKlI/AAAAAAAAAgg/YTVPXOkHH5I/s1600-h/cheese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcjjkpKlI/AAAAAAAAAgg/YTVPXOkHH5I/s320/cheese.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh woe is me. Ignorant fool that I am, I lined a BOWL (instead of a sieve) with ONE layer of cheesecloth ( instead of 3). Good thing mum stopped me in time. Otherwise I would've had a mouldy, watery bit of creamy goo. Thankfully, the rest of the cheese making saga went well, And I had a lovely lump of wonderfully smooth marscapone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pdGq6OVYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/58bulT12Bao/s1600-h/IMG_4992.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pdGq6OVYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/58bulT12Bao/s320/IMG_4992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After making the cheese I proceeded to promptly fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;With the savoiardi biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;These turned out NOTHING like my first attempt at making them. A little dense and a little moist but fluffy and spongy at the same time too. It had a lovely crunch on the outside, due to the sugar sprinkeled on before baking. They weren't even THAT eggy! I've always been a little afraid anything that smells really eggy since I encountered a raw egg during my early baking days...... but that's a story for another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastry cream and zabaliogne came together pretty easily. Ok, maybe not so much the pastry cream. I had to make a second batch cause the first came out lumpy ( high heat? BIG NONO). Anyways, I had all my components and proceeded to assemble them the next day. That went off without a glitch too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again.....not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inovative sentient being that I was, I thought it'd be cool to&amp;nbsp; mold the tiramisu in a chocolate dome which I would then cover with gold dust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fancy, no? Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;A pretty big pain-in-the-arse, yes? YOOOOOUUUUU BETCHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really went wrong with the tiramisu assembly, just the chocolate shell. I covered my metal bowl with cling wrap thinking it would make geting the tiramisu out easier.&lt;br /&gt;BIG MISTAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The clingwrap helped alright. But the chocolate got stuck in the folds of the plastic making it a PAIN to unmold. And it didn't come off completely too. Some plastic was still stuck in the chocolate shell . Everytime I tried to remove it, the shell started to crack so I had to leave it alone.I still covered it up with the gold and some cocoa powder.... but the plastic threat still lurked at the back of my mind. More so since dad decided to give some away to a friend of his which had 2 young boys in the family. I warned him, and the report that came back the next day only consisted of rave reviews so I suppose He wasn't given the plastic piece. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pdTQtamjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hbk98jb9Bs0/s1600-h/IMG_5012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pdTQtamjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hbk98jb9Bs0/s320/IMG_5012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all, this really was a huge challenge. I still like my tiramisu recipe better than this one ( I thought it was a wee bit too sweet for my liking), but I'm glad I completed it. I never though&amp;nbsp; would ever MAKE my own marscapone!! And I think i'll keep doing so, it's alot easier on the wallet and I know that it's peservative free. The savoiardi recipe has also become a new friend. I just made another batch and am wondering what to do with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, another DB challenge was completed. If you want to try the recipe out for yourself, you can follow this link. =&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; http://thedaringkitchen.com/recipe/tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Baking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and p.s- I'VE STARTED CLASSES AT MIB!! ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veshti#Styles_and_varieties&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-276528381148830470?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/276528381148830470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=276528381148830470' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/276528381148830470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/276528381148830470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/02/daring-bakers-challenge-3.html' title='DARING BAKERS CHALLENGE #3'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S4pcZyC7IVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vUEhyNep7Ag/s72-c/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-5345917555462940923</id><published>2010-02-18T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:52:47.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y0sST84II/AAAAAAAAAfY/6P7u5_j797Q/s1600-h/IMG_5005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y0sST84II/AAAAAAAAAfY/6P7u5_j797Q/s320/IMG_5005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't think anyone could've said it better than a darling friend of mine :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day Sayangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whether you've got a special someone or you're singeling it up (that's the way),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Believe in Vday or not, have a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Quite frankly, I'm not quite sure what I feel about Valentines Day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't quite care either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my dad still tries to sneak in roses every year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my mum ALWAYS knows that the roses are coming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and she acts surprised anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We'll ALWAYS put those roses in either the blue porcelain or clear crystal glass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and they'll ALWAYS be put on the same table,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;after which,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they'll ALWAYS become manure for my dad's garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;romantic, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y08-wtTYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WbhFGuha2Ps/s1600-h/IMG_5032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y08-wtTYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WbhFGuha2Ps/s320/IMG_5032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, in the spirit of the season I decided to make a cheesecake. The recipe comes from one of the previous Daring Bakers's challenges Abbey's Infamous Cheesecake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made a shortbread base, covered it with mandarin oranges and covered it with a 1/3 recipe of the cheese filling. The cake was baked in my ADORABLE 6-inch loose bottom tin and it turned out WONDERFULLY. The top is decorated with a bit of leftover strawberry coulis (a.k.a. fancy name for SAUCE) I had in the fridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y1D3k45_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/yiZqkTLOJuM/s1600-h/IMG_5041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y1D3k45_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/yiZqkTLOJuM/s200/IMG_5041.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Base :&lt;br /&gt;~25 g cornflour ~75g all purpose flour ~2 tbsp ground almonds&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp icing sugar ~50 g butter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling :&lt;br /&gt;~ 3 sticks of cream cheese, 8 oz each (total of 24 oz) room temperature&lt;br /&gt;~1 cup / 210 g sugar ~3 large eggs ~1 cup / 8 oz heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp. lemon juice ~1 tbsp. vanilla extract ~1 tbsp liqueur, optional, but choose what will work well with your cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~segments of 1 mandarin orange, rind and seeds cut away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Coulis :&lt;br /&gt;~300g strawberries ~2 tbsp castor sugar ~Juice of 1/2 a lemon ~4 tbsp water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Again, I only used 1/3 of the recipe for the filling, but my tin was 6 inches in diameter, so it was just right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base:&lt;br /&gt;Mix the dry ingredients together and cut in the softened butter. Use hands to squish together into a crumbly ball of dough. Flaten into base of cake tin. Bake in 180'C oven for 20 minutes or until golden brown. Take out and set aside to COOL COMPLETELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling:&lt;br /&gt;Beat cream cheese and sugar together till smooth. Stir eggs in one at a time, being carefull not to incorperate too much air by overbeating. Fold in cream, lemon juice, extract, and if desired liquor.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT POUR INTO THE TIN YET!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coulis:&lt;br /&gt;*If you're going to use this, it'd be a good ida to prepare it first. And really, it takes minimal effort on your part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean and quarter the strawberries. Place all ingredients into a saucepan and stir to combine. Turn on the heat and let simmer, stirring often. When done, all the strawberries would have broken down. Let cool then push coulis through a sieve to remove seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake:&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 180'C &lt;br /&gt;Ok, so you have your base in the tin,but your cheesecake filling is still IN IT'S BOWL. Before you want to pour it into the tin, you want to cover the out side of the tin with tin foil to make it waterproof. Tear a piece of tinfoil that's TWICE the size of your tin. Fold it in half and use it to wrap the outside of your cheesecake tin. Make sure it's nice and secure with no holes showing through. &lt;br /&gt;(What's all the fuss about making it water-tight? Well, we're going to be baking this in a water bath, but we'll get to that later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin is covered with tinfoil?&lt;br /&gt;Check.&lt;br /&gt;Tin is waterproof?&lt;br /&gt;Check.&lt;br /&gt;No holes peeping through?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, NOW you pour in the filling.You can use the coulis to decorate the cheesecake like I've done by putting blobs of the sauce on the top of the cake and using a toothpick to draw designs. Or not. Whatever you fancy really.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you're almost there. Take another sheet of tinfoil and cover the top of the tin. this is so your cake doesn't burn. Place the cheesecake tin into ANOTHER bigger tin. Place this HALFWAY into the oven. And finally, (and this is the LAST tricky bit. Promise.)&amp;nbsp; pour HOT water into the bigger tin until the level of water is about 1 inch high.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I might have lied a little about the tricky bit being over, cause finding out when the cheesecake is done is another fiddle all on it's own. Bake the cake for about 45-50 minutes. You won't be able to see when it's done because of the foil, but take it out and check at the 40 minute mark. You want it to be just set, but still jiggly in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, it's not rocket science.&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing to remember.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T POKE YOUR CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;It's pointless plus it'll make it crack.&lt;br /&gt;When done baking, turn off the oven and let the cake cool in there so it doesn't crack. Take it out and put it in the fridge overnight.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning and have a slice for breakfast. Screw the diet! You&lt;i&gt; deserve&lt;/i&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happy Belated Valentines Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-5345917555462940923?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/5345917555462940923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=5345917555462940923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5345917555462940923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5345917555462940923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-valentines.html' title='Happy Belated Valentines'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S3y0sST84II/AAAAAAAAAfY/6P7u5_j797Q/s72-c/IMG_5005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-3251749058914079742</id><published>2010-01-30T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:43:11.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>French lessons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.world-city-photos.org/Paris/Eiffel_Tower/Images_of_Eiffel_Tower_by_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.world-city-photos.org/Paris/Eiffel_Tower/Images_of_Eiffel_Tower_by_night.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image courtesy of photoblog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi everyone, I'm looking for a french teacher who'll offer beginners lessons in the PJ area. Any ideas? Leave a comment please!&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-3251749058914079742?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/3251749058914079742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=3251749058914079742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3251749058914079742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3251749058914079742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/01/french-lessons.html' title='French lessons.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-4828260025477519277</id><published>2010-01-27T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:35:11.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARING BAKERS CHALLENGE #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The January 2010 Daring Bakers’ challenge was hosted by Lauren of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.celiacteen.com/"&gt;Celiac Teen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Lauren chose Gluten-Free Graham Wafers and Nanaimo Bars as the challenge for the month. The sources she based her recipe on are 101 Cookbooks and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.nanaimo.ca/" title="www.nanaimo.ca"&gt;www.nanaimo.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-bzBBYlaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Xkxas7z3Di4/s1600-h/mallini5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-bzBBYlaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Xkxas7z3Di4/s320/mallini5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431230976381982114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy... If it weren't for daring bakers I'm not sure I'd be posting at all! Atleast, I'm on time this time round right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....Nanaimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've officially gotten a friend's brother to completely fall in love with these bars. They really are quite addictive, I couldn't&lt;br /&gt;stop at one myself. The challenge came at just the right time too, it gave me an opportunity to bring something a little different to my upcoming MAAN reunion. The guine- I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my friends&lt;/span&gt; seemed to really like them.  Not something I'd make often, but it's a good recipe to have on hand for times you have to bring something to a pot luck party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This months challenge consisted of 2 mandatory parts:&lt;br /&gt;1) Make Graham crackers using the recipe provided.&lt;br /&gt;2) Using the graham crackers, make the Nanaimo bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge was hosted by Lauren of who has Celiac Disease. This means that she has a gluten intolerance. Her body can't digest gluten, meaning she can't eat anything with wheat in it.&lt;br /&gt;Which basically rules out most pastas, breads, and commercially made foods...like KitKat.&lt;br /&gt;Can you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; not being able to eat KITKAT?&lt;br /&gt;Life's tough for her, but that's what her blog's about.&lt;br /&gt;It's about her finding a way to live with Celiac, and still keep eating great tasting food.&lt;br /&gt;Following that vein, she thought she'd try to teach us DB people how to work it Gluten free. It was an option for us to make our graham crackers without gluten.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would've like to give that a crack, the flours ALONE would have eaten up my baking budget (which is a wee bit tighter than it used to be,now that SPM is over :-/ ) so I opted out for the gluten infested version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; made the cracker dough any easier to work with.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody sticky difficult little bastard. I had dough under my nails, on my wrist, on my freakin' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EYELID&lt;/span&gt; ok?&lt;br /&gt;NOT pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;In the end I just rolled it out between sheets of plastic and stuck it in the freezer overnight. That way it hardened up, and I could just plonk it on the baking sheet and be done with it. So elated was I at this seemingly stroke of genius, I forgot to take pictures of the baked crakers.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, they weren't exactly the prettiest of things. But they tasted DAMN good. I had plenty of leftovers with the full recipe, so some I made into a cheesecake crust.&lt;br /&gt;The rest I ate.&lt;br /&gt;Smothered in chocolate ganache.&lt;br /&gt;While watching Gordon Ramsey swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh baby yeeeesss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, having made my crackers, it was time to move onto making the actual bars.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, these provided their own fair share of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The base is made by melting cocoa, butter and sugar over a double boiler, after which stirring in an egg to thicken it up.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was late, and I was tired so I thought to myself&lt;br /&gt;"Double Boiler? At this time of night? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pshaw&lt;/span&gt;... I don't need that. I'll just use the regular stove top."&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;Where were my God given brains when I made this decision?&lt;br /&gt;Probably still thinking about Gordon Ramsey swearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so everything was going fine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until I added the egg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Mother of Cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen anything clump so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if you will, semi-solid brown objects, floating in a watery brown liquid.&lt;br /&gt;My heart nearly stopped at the sight of this diarrhea reminiscent deluge, and for a full minute,&lt;br /&gt;I whisked like a woman possessed.&lt;br /&gt;Thank the powers that be, that just as my arm was about to give out it all came together in a beautifully smooth paste.&lt;br /&gt;Which just goes to show really.&lt;br /&gt;When life gives you crap, work hard and eventually it'll look good. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought that my troubles were over, and blissfully went about with the rest of the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the middle layer. I put in one cup of sugar instead of 2 and added a teaspoon of vanilla to the original recipe, since people were saying in the forums that the middle layer was too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;First time I made it, it looked curdled. I mean, REALLY curdled.But it was really late, so I just spread it on the base, crossed my fingers and hoped for the best. I took it out of the fridge the next day to check, and it looked EVEN WORSE.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-e9QWl_WI/AAAAAAAAAew/IKnLuqvAh18/s1600-h/mallini1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-e9QWl_WI/AAAAAAAAAew/IKnLuqvAh18/s320/mallini1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431234450831048034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a sigh, I proceded to scrape off the layer and start again. Same recipe, just using my electric mixer this time round. With caffeine buzzing through my system, I began to beat the buttercream again.&lt;br /&gt;with a vengence.&lt;br /&gt;and it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; curdelled.&lt;br /&gt;I swore.&lt;br /&gt;LOUDLY.&lt;br /&gt;And with the fury of a girl under pressure I increased the mixer speed.&lt;br /&gt;And it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'd insert another bowel dysfunction metaphor here, but I'm running out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-fF_Uo2jI/AAAAAAAAAe4/xxYq68qFHBo/s1600-h/mallini2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-fF_Uo2jI/AAAAAAAAAe4/xxYq68qFHBo/s320/mallini2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431234600878266930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, i think I can safely say that this could become one of my favourite buttercream recipe. It comes out soo smooth and buttery, a bit grainy, but we can't help that.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid icing sugar.&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, the rest of the recipe went off without a glitch &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(A BIG SHOUTOUT TO MY LOVELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SULEKHA CAMILLE SIVAPATHAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;FOR ASSISITING ME WITH THE FINAL CHOCOLATE LAYER.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was a hit at the reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-fOJIPZzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/96haM2-VdzU/s1600-h/mallini3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-fOJIPZzI/AAAAAAAAAfA/96haM2-VdzU/s320/mallini3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431234740949575474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another DB challenge completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-4828260025477519277?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/4828260025477519277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=4828260025477519277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4828260025477519277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4828260025477519277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/01/daring-bakers-challenge-2.html' title='DARING BAKERS CHALLENGE #2'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S1-bzBBYlaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Xkxas7z3Di4/s72-c/mallini5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7793693249582882532</id><published>2010-01-13T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:11:14.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleased as PIE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S061EkQ3KPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/7a9yJG4yWhg/s1600-h/pie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S061EkQ3KPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/7a9yJG4yWhg/s400/pie+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426473691086530802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;A boy doesn't have to go to war to be a hero; he can say he doesn't like pie when he sees there isn't enough to go around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/e/edgarwatso152795.html"&gt;Edgar Watson Howe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;There's something special about pulling a pie out of the oven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Nothing can make you feel more deliciously &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;competent&lt;/span&gt; and Domestic Goddess-y (or God-y) than pulling a well done pie out of the oven. And the beauty of this is that they're actually quite easy to make.There's not enough work involved for you to scream "AH, F*** IT!", but there's enough so you feel like you've accomplished something worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;I made this double crust apple pie a few days ago for my mum. Quite frankly, I don't really like apple pie, but my mum ADORES it. It reminds her of when she was studying nursing in England. She eats it the same way she used to all those years ago; a big wodge smothe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;red in Birds custa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;rd. Before this, I've made little apple crumble pie-lets, but keeping in the spirit of 2010 I thought it was about time I attempted a double crust pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Not to say I was ever scared of making one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Just...a little wary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Ok, ok.... I used to be scared stiff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;I mean, you pour a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WET&lt;/span&gt; fruit filling over a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UNBAKED&lt;/span&gt; dough and you cover the whole lot with some more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UNBAKED&lt;/span&gt; dough. Doesn't that just scream &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soggy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undercooked&lt;/span&gt; for you? Not to mention my demon oven (which I love to bits, no doubt) has a nasty habit of burning things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Now, this is NOT me.I can already hear you thinking "a craftsman shouldn't blame his tools for shoddy work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;But this is NOT my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;I've timed things to the very second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;I've shifted the oven racks around to make sure the pan isn't too close to the baking coil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;I've CONSIDERABLY lower the temperature in any recipe I attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;My *darling* oven still burns things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;It's because of this 'tendency' that I often can't honestly give timing and temperature values in my recipes. My oven forces me to perform jazz-like improvisations on oven temperatures and timings every time I bake something, be it cake or bread. Often, I've only been able to get away with things because it only burns the top &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(so I can easily slice off the top and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt; hide it under something.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;But this is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;A pie needs to be just done top AND bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;But what was I to do? It was one of my New Year resolutions to make a double crusted pie, so either way I would at least have to make an attempt. I used Better homes and Gardens Oil pastry and winged the filling on my own. I must say, everything was going fine up till the baking part. I immediately got nervous as to my oven's little arsonistic habit. Not to mention, I'd run out of aluminum foil to cover the top with for the first 10 minutes of baking. So, as usual, I improvised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~I baked it for 10 minutes with the heat only on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt; at 220'C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Turned the heat down to 170'C and baked for 30 minutes with the heat on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Bake for another 10 minutes at 170'C with heat only on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bottom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Sure it was a 'little fiddly', but the pie turned out FANTASTIC. Don't be scared away by the oven timing. I'll list the baking time and temperature according to the original recipe because I'm sure that your oven isn't as menopousal as mine. And really, it's a very satisfiying experience. And boys love girls who make them pie. ;-) (same concept applies the other way round of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S061VRqOkiI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/rsJFBHxpdEU/s1600-h/pie+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S061VRqOkiI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/rsJFBHxpdEU/s400/pie+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426473978150425122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Double-Crust Apple Pie (makes one 9 inch pie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Oil Pastry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~2  1/4 cups all purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ 1/4 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~1/2 cup cooking oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~1/3 cup cold milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Filling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ 1/2 cup loosely packed brown sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ Juice of 1/2 an orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ 1  1/2 tsp allspice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ pinch of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ 1 tbsp flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ 4 cups worth of thinly sliced apples*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~ 1 cup raisins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~9 inch pie plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;*I used 2 granny smiths and 2 gala apples. Not traditional, but you work with whatcha got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;The pastry is REALLY EASY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;All you have to do is measure out the flour and salt into a large bowl. Then, get your measuring cup, and measure out the oil FIRST. That way, you can measure out the milk in the same cup. Don't mix the liquids together, just pour it all into the bowl with the flour and salt. Mix with your hands, but don't overwork the mixture. When everything is combined, divide the dough into 2 balls, one slightly smaller that the other (that'll be the top of the pie) and put into the fridge to relax while you get on with the filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;In a smaller bowl, mix everything except the fruit together until well combined. Toss the fruits into the mixture until completely smothered in the spiced liquid. I used jumbo raisins, so i had to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; chop them up a little, but the regular sized ones will be ok whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Preheat your oven to 220'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Take the bigger ball of dough from the fridge and roll out into a circle slightly larger than the pie plate. The dough is quite soft, so your going to want to roll it out between two sheets of baking paper or plastic. take off the top sheet of paper or plastic and loosely drape the dough over the rolling pin. Unroll the pastry over your pie plate (the side with the other sheet of paper/plastic should be facing up). Remove the paper/plastic and ease the pastry into the pie plate. Cut away the excess. DON'T PRICK THE BOTTOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Pour the filling into the pie shell and smooth it out. Repeat the rolling out process with the secound ball of dough and drape that on top of the filling.Cut off the excess and seal the pastry around the edge of the pie, crimping as desired. Cut 8 slits in the top pastry to allow steam to escape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Cover the edge of the pie with aluminium foil and bake for 10 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;After 10 minutes, turn temperature down to 175'C and remove foil. Bake for another 30-35 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Cool on wire rack for an hour, then cut and serve. Mum likes hers with custard, and I like it with  fresh cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S0603nuEa4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/KmVAgIaEE7A/s1600-h/pie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S0603nuEa4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/KmVAgIaEE7A/s320/pie+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426473468676041602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7793693249582882532?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7793693249582882532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7793693249582882532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7793693249582882532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7793693249582882532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2010/01/pleased-as-pie.html' title='Pleased as PIE.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/S061EkQ3KPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/7a9yJG4yWhg/s72-c/pie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-3606940356455481281</id><published>2009-12-31T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:36:32.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daring Bakers Challenge #1</title><content type='html'>The December 2009 Daring Bakers’ challenge was brought to you by Anna of Very Small Anna and Y of Lemonpi. They chose to challenge Daring Bakers’ everywhere to bake and assemble a gingerbread house from scratch. They chose recipes from Good Housekeeping and from The Great Scandinavian Baking Book as the challenge recipes.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Szy6c6ChLRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MPSteioPCQw/s1600-h/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Szy6c6ChLRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MPSteioPCQw/s400/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421413057226157330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of my previous posts, I mentioned joining this community and, well.... I'll just let the pros explain what I've gotten myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As taken from the Daring Kitchen website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;In November 2006, Lisa of &lt;a href="http://llcskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;La Mia Cucina&lt;/a&gt; and Ivonne of &lt;a href="http://www.creampuffsinvenice.ca/"&gt;Cream Puffs in Venice&lt;/a&gt; decided to challenge themselves to bake pretzels for the very first time using the same recipe. They each went ahead and posted about it on November 18, 2006.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having enjoyed that experience tremendously, they decided to try it again the next month, this time choosing to bake biscotti. And to make matters even better, they were joined by a few more food bloggers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the months went by, their baking group continued to grow, until it was finally decided that this "little baking group" had to have a name and The Daring Bakers were born!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, The Daring Bakers span the world as bakers of all nationalities come together once a month to try something new in the kitchen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, the official reveal date was actually supposed to be on the 27th of December, but I've been away in India for the past 2 weeks ( a little scary, but fun all the same). Oh well, better late than never right? ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SzzQwUNyflI/AAAAAAAAAdg/v1T2QlreSIo/s1600-h/IMG_4508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SzzQwUNyflI/AAAAAAAAAdg/v1T2QlreSIo/s320/IMG_4508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421437579926077010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I first found out about my challenge I was ECSTATIC. I was hoping 'the powers that be' would make us do a gingerbread house since I've always wanted to make one but never found the guts to do it. I really wanted to start immediately, but the challenge was released during SPM, and I don't think the parents would have been too happy with their baby girl building houses out of cookies when she should be cramming for chemistry and physics. So I waited. Impatiently. Newbie that i was, I had big plans to make a grand ol' traditional Malay kampung house complete with window carvings, balcony and STILTS. Yep, you read right. I wanted this baby to be supported by STILTS. In case you've never seen one of these before, youcan see a few &lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/images?client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;q=kampung+house&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;aq=1&amp;amp;oq=kampung"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I did my reasearch (maybe I did it during SPM, maybe not) and realized that all the houses I saw had one thing in common. They were all FIRMLY attached to the board. Not a stilt in sight. I was to be the pioneer on making gingerbread houses on stilts. Consultations with other DB members occured (these people are fantastic by the way) and my excitement grew. I started drawing rough sketches (maybe or maybe not on my Chemistry paper) and thinking of support systems (maybe or maybe not during my Physics paper). I figured that  could support the bottom with a gingerbread structure and make the stilts out of Rice Krispee treats. All systems were GO and i couldn't see any problems that could possibly arise. I was ready to start building as soon as my last paper ended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;And end it did. But plain and simple, I procrastinated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Prom was the following week and my India trip 2 days after that. The house was to be given to a lovely friend of mine who was having a Christmas party that I wouldn't be able to attend due to the trip. After my last paper, I hate to say it, but I got LAZY. I was going out, reading books, hardly spending any time in the kitchen. Before I knew it, it was 3 days till the house had to be presented. Despite this, i still tried to forge on wih my original kampung house idea. How hard could it be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;WRONG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eventhough I simplified my design, I still had trouble. My pieces kept shrinking during baking. then again, everyone in the DB forums seemed to be complaining about how their pieces shrank. A LOT. I'm not quite sure what i did wrong, but I'm guessing i worked the dough too much (dough these days.... You can't work em' too much or they shrink on you and bake hard and funny. Next thing you know, they'll be wanting healthcare benefits and paid leave).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;My walls also kept breaking. Well, ok not just the walls. The roofs broke too. Infact, they all broke soo many times that I had to keep remaking new walls. If I'm not wrong, I think only&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SzzRWXTnD-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/cGpEUvWchC0/s1600-h/Gingerbreadhouse+broken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SzzRWXTnD-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/cGpEUvWchC0/s320/Gingerbreadhouse+broken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421438233590829026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one wall from the original batch made it to the complte house. The rest of the pieces (Broken and crumbling) were fed to my very grateful dogs.Eventually, I had 4 passable walls and to somewhat solid roof pieces that could be used. By now, it was evidet that I wouldn't have time to carry out my Grand Kampung house, so i setteled on making a traditional 4 walled strucure instead. Darling brother went out and bought me M&amp;amp;Ms to use as decor. I made a batch of royal icing, and proceeded to build my house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boy was THAT a doozy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The walls kept falling over, regardless of how much royal icing I piped to hold it together and how many glasses I used to support it while it dried. By the time it was ready for the roofs to go on, it was 11 p.m. the night before delivery (Coincidently also the night before prom). Oh, and for all you prospective Gingerbread architects out there, word from the wise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DON'T throw away your templates. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;You might need to make more walls, and if your new walls don't match up, it's gonna be hard putting your roof on. Whenever I tried, the roof would push the walls apart and the whole structure would collapse in on itself. A couple of stressful hours later though, my house looked....passable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SzzSKSiwDaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FLXM-XfHIg4/s1600-h/Gingerbreadhouse+complete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SzzSKSiwDaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FLXM-XfHIg4/s400/Gingerbreadhouse+complete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421439125665353122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, so it's not my best effort, far from it even. I feel a little guilty actually, seeing as this is my first challenge and all. But I did the best I could given my time constraints. At any rate, Su (my friend) seemed to like it, and at the end of the day, it was gonna be eaten right? ;-D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I used Y's Scandinavean gingerbread recipe:&lt;/p&gt;Scandinavian Gingerbread (Pepparkakstuga)&lt;br /&gt;from The Great Scandinavian Baking Book by Beatrice Ojakangas &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/thedarkit-20/detail/0816634963" title="http://astore.amazon.com/thedarkit-20/detail/0816634963"&gt;http://astore.amazon.com/thedarkit-20/detail/0816634963&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;1 cup butter, room temperature [226g]&lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar, well packed [220g]&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;4 teaspoons ground ginger&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoons ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;½ cup boiling water&lt;br /&gt;5 cups all-purpose flour [875g]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. In a large bowl, cream the butter and sugar until blended. Add the cinnamon, ginger and cloves. Mix the baking soda with the boiling water and add to the dough along with the flour. Mix to make a stiff dough. If necessary add more water, a tablespoon at a time. Chill 2 hours or overnight. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2.    Cut patterns for the house, making patterns for the roof, front walls, gabled walls, chimney and door out of cardboard. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Roll the dough out on a large, ungreased baking sheet and place the patterns on the dough. Mark off the various pieces with a knife, but leave the pieces in place. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. [I rolled out the dough on a floured bench, roughly 1/8 inch thick (which allows for fact that the dough puffs a little when baked), cut required shapes and transferred these to the baking sheet. Any scraps I saved and rerolled at the end.] &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Preheat the oven to 375'F (190'C). Bake for 12 to 15 minutes until the cookie dough feels firm. After baking, again place the pattern on top of the gingerbread and trim the shapes, cutting the edges with a straight-edged knife. Leave to cool on the baking sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decreased the cloves to 2 teaspoons and the flour to 625g, as suggested by some fellow DBs. I rolled the leftover dough out nice and thin and baked it. That tasted really good, kinda like the spice biscuits we used to get from IKEA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thus ended my first challenge.This is something I'm gonna be making into a annual tradition for sure. I wonder what my next challenge is going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and by the way:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-3606940356455481281?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/3606940356455481281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=3606940356455481281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3606940356455481281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3606940356455481281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/12/darin-bakers-challenge-1.html' title='Daring Bakers Challenge #1'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Szy6c6ChLRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/MPSteioPCQw/s72-c/daring+kitchen+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7176555020500898543</id><published>2009-12-03T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T05:50:01.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je t'adore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxfBsDi5FsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sygfX6gM84c/s1600-h/IMG_4487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxfBsDi5FsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sygfX6gM84c/s400/IMG_4487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411006439918999234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sizing is a little off, it's not quite even yet and there's too much filling.&lt;br /&gt;But right now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm DEFINITELY in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7176555020500898543?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7176555020500898543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7176555020500898543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7176555020500898543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7176555020500898543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/12/je-tadore.html' title='Je t&apos;adore'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxfBsDi5FsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sygfX6gM84c/s72-c/IMG_4487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-8473744793215847883</id><published>2009-12-02T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:53:30.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bad Wolf Books</title><content type='html'>~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nLAqbxPoauQ/Sgfiu8u06tI/AAAAAAAAC0E/2dTYFy2cYmQ/s400/The-Big-Bad-Books-warehouse-Sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nLAqbxPoauQ/Sgfiu8u06tI/AAAAAAAAC0E/2dTYFy2cYmQ/s400/The-Big-Bad-Books-warehouse-Sale.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these people. I want to MARRY whoever it is who thought of this FANTASTIC idea. I don't know how they manage to sell HARD COVER books, BRAND SPANKIN' NEW to boot for RM8. It's sureal. It's incredible. It's...just.....WOW. I never liked the Big Bad Wolf as a kid (that bloody flea infested fur bag scared the SH** out of me I tell you. I grew up thinking he'd make a LOVELY fur coat one day) but I sure as HELL love him now.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So since Saturday, Ampcorp has been FLOODED with people coming to buy books. I'm so serious, it's being held in the old cinema and there are people walking around with HUGE cardboard boxes just josteling one another and collecting books. It's so magical... there are books EVERYWHERE! On the floor, on tables, on racks, in little nooks and crannies, like something out of the pagemaster. And the best part is, all the people there GET IT. You know what I mean? It's like, they don't look at you like your some kind of freakish nerd whose head is going to pop off and start rotating if you walk up to the counter with welts on your arms from carrying books. Chances are, they'll recommend a few more to you!! And when you're walking around the mall with your very own Big bad Wolf bag, and another Big Bad Wolf bag carrier sees you, they give you this secret little smile. Like the both of you know something the rest of the world doesn't. It's so totally RADICAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i went a little crazy..... but 26 books isn't really that much is it? Ok, so thats alot of books, BUT THEY WERE CHEAP!! It's not like I bought stupid stuff like...socks or something. I went nuts buying books!! Ahhhhhh...they're so beautiful. I love just staring at the unread pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxZgTmzOaEI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nAxBg1s0d90/s1600-h/IMG_4471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxZgTmzOaEI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nAxBg1s0d90/s320/IMG_4471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410617892281411650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxZf_K0sCTI/AAAAAAAAAck/AQqixEco998/s1600-h/IMG_4470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxZf_K0sCTI/AAAAAAAAAck/AQqixEco998/s320/IMG_4470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410617541173971250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought :&lt;br /&gt;~Simple Essentials, Chocolate (Donna Hay)&lt;br /&gt;~2x Waitrose Food Illustrated&lt;br /&gt;~Foreign Body (Robin Cooke)&lt;br /&gt;~World Without End (Ken Follet)&lt;br /&gt;~Inkheart (Cornelia Funke)&lt;br /&gt;~Inkspell (Cornelia Funke)&lt;br /&gt;~Inkdeath (Cornelia Funke)&lt;br /&gt;~Vanity Drive (Yvonne Lee)&lt;br /&gt;~Belly Dancing for Beginners (Liz Byrski)&lt;br /&gt;~Breathing is Colour (Clare Jay)&lt;br /&gt;~The Greedy Bastard Diary (Eric Idle)&lt;br /&gt;~The Jamie Oliver Effect (Gilly Smith)&lt;br /&gt;~Hook, Line and Homicide (Mark Richard Zubro)&lt;br /&gt;~The Promise Land (David Hewson)&lt;br /&gt;~Endgame (Andy Secombe)&lt;br /&gt;~The Enchantress of Florence (Salman Rushdie)&lt;br /&gt;~Hidden epths (Ann Cleeves)&lt;br /&gt;~The Black Book of Secrets (F.E. Higgins)&lt;br /&gt;~The Time Travellers Wife (Audrey Niffeneger)&lt;br /&gt;~WAS (Geoff Ryman)&lt;br /&gt;~Embryo Culture (Beth Kohl)&lt;br /&gt;~Talking with My Mouth Full (Bonny Wolf)&lt;br /&gt;~The Bones of Makaidos (Bryan Davis)&lt;br /&gt;~Cast Not the Day (Paul Waters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Pictured (they were for presents)&lt;br /&gt;~Princess Diaries (Meg Cabot)&lt;br /&gt;~Jane Blonde (Lord knows who)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-8473744793215847883?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/8473744793215847883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=8473744793215847883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8473744793215847883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8473744793215847883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-bad-wolf-books.html' title='Big Bad Wolf Books'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nLAqbxPoauQ/Sgfiu8u06tI/AAAAAAAAC0E/2dTYFy2cYmQ/s72-c/The-Big-Bad-Books-warehouse-Sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-8847928593302341431</id><published>2009-11-27T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:06:00.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friends part 1 (The stephie)</title><content type='html'>One day, I was asked by a friend, 'If I was a cupcake, what would i be?' It got me thinking, this question. And so, I've decided to come up with a series of desserts (I'd love to do all cupcakes, but unfortunately, I'm not that creative. ^.^) inspired by my friends. And to kick off, I begin with 'The Stephie'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxB5qBznl3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/dwO4tQe3GE8/s1600/stephanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxB5qBznl3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/dwO4tQe3GE8/s320/stephanie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408956915418371954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.floridaestateplanninglawyerblog.com/MarilynMonroe-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 344px;" src="http://www.floridaestateplanninglawyerblog.com/MarilynMonroe-thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Let me introduce you to Stephanie Boey, Assunta's resident Marilyn Monroe. A firm believer of partying hard, looking good and not letting people know how smart you really are, don't wanna fighten anyone off do we? A sarcastically witty street walker, she'll 'break your face' if you piss her off. The spunky lass may be Phillipino Chinese by birth, but anyone in the know knows that she's pure, passionate Indian. I've known Stephie for a really long time, about 6 years now I think. She's the kind of person you'd want with you if you got mugged in a dark alley. In exchange for 'protection', I ply her with baked goods. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen it's my pleasure to present,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxB7sPbYOJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/uS_yTipWZuk/s1600/IMG_4422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxB7sPbYOJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/uS_yTipWZuk/s320/IMG_4422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408959152457791634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;RED VELVET&lt;/span&gt; BOEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The epitome of a Stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;Moist chocolate cake, dyed a deep maroon topped of with a good wallop of cream cheese icing ( One of her vices CHEESE ) and a pair of gumpaste lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I chose this cupcake for Steph based on a number of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look at Marilyn Monroe, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; sex symbol of her time. A curvy, gorgeous young woman who played a starring role in every man's (married or single) fantasy. Marilyn was always given the 'dumb blonde' roles, but, atleast I think, she was a really sharp woman. She knew how to get what she wanted, and she played the game just right.&lt;br /&gt;Same concepts apply to Stephie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;KNOWS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things this little minx. Her street smarts and wit are bound to take her far. She'll wheedle her way to get what she wants, and nobody will have even noticed she wheedled. A loyal friend to have who'll make you laugh and will willingly beat up anyone who even attempts hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering about the lips, check out her blog &lt;a href="http://toyshopfullofhorrors.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Steph,&lt;br /&gt;here's to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxCCHCd1TXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/dmzwcx_FD7Y/s1600/IMG_4429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxCCHCd1TXI/AAAAAAAAAcc/dmzwcx_FD7Y/s320/IMG_4429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408966209904659826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*If you're interested in the recipe, please check back soon. I've lost mine (BAD FOOD BLOGGER!! BAD, BAD FOOD BLOGGER!) But I WILL find it and post it up. *determined*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-8847928593302341431?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/8847928593302341431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=8847928593302341431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8847928593302341431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8847928593302341431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/11/stephie.html' title='My friends part 1 (The stephie)'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SxB5qBznl3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/dwO4tQe3GE8/s72-c/stephanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1724545504326196371</id><published>2009-11-19T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:12:04.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It won't be long now......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SwVDmD9jtII/AAAAAAAAAb0/9sHYbyQ2_Gk/s1600/IMG_4364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SwVDmD9jtII/AAAAAAAAAb0/9sHYbyQ2_Gk/s320/IMG_4364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405801248905737346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 days down...... I don't even wanna know how many more till freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this post is dedicated to a special friend of mine Wen 'Penguin' Yuin, who told me in school today that my blog was dead. ;-) Anyways, SPM has been really sapping me dry, and quite frankly, I can't wait for it all to be over. In the meantime however, I still have to slog at subjects I can't say I really like*coughmoralcough*. But I'm allowing myself a bit of blogging time today, so here's a recipe that I used a while ago and have been meaning to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SwVD9UZHFDI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qZVlOXSMwi8/s1600/IMG_4369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SwVD9UZHFDI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qZVlOXSMwi8/s200/IMG_4369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405801648453260338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Flourless Chocolate Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~200 g semi sweet chocolate&lt;br /&gt;~2/3 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;~6 eggs&lt;br /&gt;~100 g butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;~pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;~1/2 cup cream, whipped to stiff peaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) melt chocolate over a bow of simmering water and let cool.&lt;br /&gt;2) beat together butter and sugar and salt till light and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;3)beat in eggs one at a time, the mixture should thicken by the time all the eggs are beaten in.&lt;br /&gt;4)GENTLY fold in the whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;5) pour into an 8-inch round cake pan, that has been buttered and lined or floured. Cover this with a sheet of aluminium foil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;6) put the set up into another bigger pan that will still fit in your oven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;7)carry the lot and place in a 160'C oven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8) pour hot water into the 2nd pan till it fills up halfway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) bake for 1-1 1/2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;10) when you take it out, the middle of the cake will be a wee bit jiggly, don't worry about that. Take the cake pan (the one with the cake in it) out and wipe the bottom dry. Let it cool on a wire rack.&lt;br /&gt;11) chill for 3hours-overnight.&lt;br /&gt;12) Turn out onto serving plate, and go straight to heaven. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the purple part seems a bit fiddly, but don't worry, it's actually REALLY simple. You're basically just putting your cake pan, into ANOTHER cake pan filled with water. This helps everything cook evenly. And OH MY CUPCAKE is it worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one bite out of this baby and I...oh.....I mean I......aaaahhh......I actually......oh yeeeesss..... I.....nearly......GOD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I had to have a moment alone after the first bite. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Happy baking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1724545504326196371?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1724545504326196371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1724545504326196371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1724545504326196371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1724545504326196371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-wont-be-long-now.html' title='It won&apos;t be long now......'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SwVDmD9jtII/AAAAAAAAAb0/9sHYbyQ2_Gk/s72-c/IMG_4364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-4440044334781335895</id><published>2009-11-13T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:43:35.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, this isn't an update, atleast not a proper one. Just wanted to let you all know that SPM will be over and done with soon, so I'll be back uploading recipes, just like old times ;-)&lt;br /&gt;*chanting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Dec8thDec8thDec8th*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Also, I've just joined 'The Daring Kitchen'&lt;br /&gt;http://thedaringkitchen.com/&lt;br /&gt;and am waiting approval. Basically, it's a group of people all over the world who come together via the internet and bake/cook (depending if you're a 'daring baker' or a 'daring cook') using a particular recipe.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SOOOO EXCITED!!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be approved in December, so I bet it'll be Christmas themed!!&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-4440044334781335895?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/4440044334781335895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=4440044334781335895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4440044334781335895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4440044334781335895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-sorry.html' title='So sorry...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2224537417557838340</id><published>2009-08-07T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:20:17.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 17th Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvmcaXWFqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/shcEDWYEXd8/s1600-h/My+17th+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvmcaXWFqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/shcEDWYEXd8/s320/My+17th+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367136756730042018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old much? LOL&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little late, but I turned 17 last Saturday!!!And since I'd been wanting to do it for AGES, I had myself a picnic. You know, just a few friends in the park with some good food....Ok...maybe not SOME good food, we had Quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Mee hoon&lt;br /&gt;~Tuna Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;~Cinnamon buns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvphVEKsYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/E-uSjLKqiSI/s1600-h/cinnamon+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvphVEKsYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/E-uSjLKqiSI/s200/cinnamon+birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367140139741655426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvqFhVKj7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/rWK3jhQZX90/s1600-h/chocolate+chip+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvqFhVKj7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/rWK3jhQZX90/s200/chocolate+chip+birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367140761509466034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Scones&lt;br /&gt;~Sausages&lt;br /&gt;~Prawn Wan tan&lt;br /&gt;~Mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;~Grapes&lt;br /&gt;~Longans&lt;br /&gt;~COKE (by Sulu's request)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I rounded up a few people to come and makan with me at Taman Jaya. A big THANK YOU to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;+Auretta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;+Shekinah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;+Sulekha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;+Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;+Ashqinn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;+Kimberly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;+Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;+Debbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;+Inessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;+Mayuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD XD Sorry you guys, you know that when you're my guest, you're BOUND to be stuffed. I'm just glad you all left full and bursting to the brim &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough some of you could afford to eat dinner that day.&lt;br /&gt;*grumpy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Snvvrkkn8uI/AAAAAAAAAac/lVQhJ9DGlwo/s1600-h/Goofy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Snvvrkkn8uI/AAAAAAAAAac/lVQhJ9DGlwo/s200/Goofy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367146912772780770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for taking the time to come and spend time with me. Anybody up for round 3 soon? I was thinking Pizza and &lt;a href="http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-melissa.html"&gt;creme brulee&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwSGcNBGI/AAAAAAAAAas/od38RBE4TkY/s1600-h/My+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwSGcNBGI/AAAAAAAAAas/od38RBE4TkY/s200/My+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367147574699295842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we can do it ALL over again,&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA!!!&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwZ2rSDXI/AAAAAAAAAa0/h4ifJbp-cGY/s1600-h/Nessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwZ2rSDXI/AAAAAAAAAa0/h4ifJbp-cGY/s200/Nessa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367147707906526578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwhL0XxVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jl3IPdC3nQg/s1600-h/The+set+of+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwhL0XxVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jl3IPdC3nQg/s200/The+set+of+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367147833840878930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You CANNOT break up this set, they're like Wedgewood China. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All photos courtesy of Kate Ng and Stephanie Boey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Snvv2pmz_qI/AAAAAAAAAak/dqtHCPErDOw/s1600-h/mayu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Snvv2pmz_qI/AAAAAAAAAak/dqtHCPErDOw/s200/mayu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367147103102697122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwdVDp3xI/AAAAAAAAAa8/WVhqa68GWRA/s1600-h/Pikachu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvwdVDp3xI/AAAAAAAAAa8/WVhqa68GWRA/s200/Pikachu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367147767601422098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2224537417557838340?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2224537417557838340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2224537417557838340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2224537417557838340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2224537417557838340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-17th-birthday.html' title='My 17th Birthday!!'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SnvmcaXWFqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/shcEDWYEXd8/s72-c/My+17th+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-6774755463716845215</id><published>2009-05-29T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:00:25.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back ;-)</title><content type='html'>Holidays have started!!! I've actually been baking quite a bit, but haven't had time to post anything up. So, here's a recipe for you lot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Carrot Cupcakes with Cream Cheese Icing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Sh-j9U0GInI/AAAAAAAAAYY/iEXHUKl2JXo/s1600-h/IMG_3990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Sh-j9U0GInI/AAAAAAAAAYY/iEXHUKl2JXo/s320/IMG_3990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341167957039260274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;CAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~100g brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;~175g salted butter&lt;br /&gt;~2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;~225g all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;~3/4tsp sodium bicarb&lt;br /&gt;~1tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;~pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;~1/3 cup yogurt&lt;br /&gt;~2 carrots, grated&lt;br /&gt;~1 cup sultanas, soaked in hot water for 15 minutes and drained&lt;br /&gt;~200g walnuts, roasted and chopped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ICING&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;~250g philly cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;~1 cup icing sugar&lt;br /&gt;~juice of 1/2 a lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Beat the sugar and butter together till smooth then beat in the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;+Sift the flour, sodium bicarb, cinnamon and salt into the mixture and stir till just moistened.&lt;br /&gt;+Fold in the yogurt, carrots, sultanas and walnuts.&lt;br /&gt;+Divide out into cupcake cases, filling them up 3/4 of the way.&lt;br /&gt;+Bake in a 200'C oven for 15-20 minutes, or until cupcakes are done.&lt;br /&gt;+ Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Beat the cream cheese till smooth.&lt;br /&gt;=Fold in the icing sugar and lime juice.&lt;br /&gt;=Decorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This icing is going to be soft and gloopy. Don't expect to be able to pipe roses with it. On the bright side, It's GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-6774755463716845215?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/6774755463716845215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=6774755463716845215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/6774755463716845215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/6774755463716845215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back ;-)'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/Sh-j9U0GInI/AAAAAAAAAYY/iEXHUKl2JXo/s72-c/IMG_3990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2654653494324565531</id><published>2009-04-03T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:54:41.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.&lt;br /&gt;~Salvador Dali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SdXbyzVXKuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DNf76x9g0_I/s1600-h/IMG_3604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SdXbyzVXKuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DNf76x9g0_I/s320/IMG_3604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320400200627858146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~1 cup sultanas&lt;br /&gt;~3 cups all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;~3 and 3/4 tsp Baking Powder&lt;br /&gt;~3 pinches of salt.&lt;br /&gt;~2 tbsp castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;~100g butter (softened, but not melting)&lt;br /&gt;~3/4 cup buttermilk (1/2 cup milk+ 1/4 cup yogurt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Soak the sultanas in hot water.&lt;br /&gt;~ Sift the flour, B.P and salt together into a large bowl. Stir in sugar.&lt;br /&gt;~ Rub in the butter. You know it's done when the mixture looks like damp sand.&lt;br /&gt;~ Drain the sultanas. Make a well in the center of your dry ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;~Pour the buttermilk and raisins into the cavity. Mix gently. Overmixing can lead to hard and tough scones. It's ok if not all the flour mixes in. Just use your hands to mush the dough as much dough in as possible. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But don't work it too much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~Tumble the dough onto a lightly floured surface. Form into a long log, Cut of wedges of the dough and place on a greased or lined baking sheet.&lt;br /&gt;~Place the batch in an oven that has been preheated to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;180'C&lt;/span&gt;. Bake for about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15-20 minutes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To be eaten with jam and whipped cream or butter. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SdXcrSDF6VI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5rYD85t5nW4/s1600-h/IMG_3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SdXcrSDF6VI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5rYD85t5nW4/s320/IMG_3613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320401170945403218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;= Isn't it adorable? I got it at the Jaya 33 flea market for RM8.90! Now I just need to find something to iron it onto... I was thinking maybe a vintage polka dot or striped print?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2654653494324565531?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2654653494324565531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2654653494324565531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2654653494324565531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2654653494324565531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/04/scones.html' title='Scones.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SdXbyzVXKuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/DNf76x9g0_I/s72-c/IMG_3604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-876271131791230547</id><published>2009-03-20T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:42:31.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter cookies.</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok....I'm sorry, I know I haven't been around for a long, long while, but some peanut butter cookies to make up for it? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/ScNfQsE_uGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yeD1WewUHQo/s1600-h/IMG_3592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/ScNfQsE_uGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yeD1WewUHQo/s320/IMG_3592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315196725541976162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Peanut Butter Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~ 1/2 cup butter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~ 1/2 cup peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~ 1 egg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;~ 1/2 tsp vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;~ 1 and 1/4 cups all purpose flour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;~ 1/2 cup castor sugar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;~ 1/2 cup packed brown sugar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;~ 1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;~ 1/2 tsp baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~ sugar (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Preheat oven to 190'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;1) Using an electric mixer, beat the first two ingredients together till smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;2) Still with that mixer, beat in the next two ingredients till well blended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;3) Combine all the dry ingredients in a medium bowl ( except the extra sugar at the end) , you don't have to sift them if you don't want to. ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;4) Beat in as much of the dry mix as you can with the electric mixer. Just stir in the rest with a spoon, no biggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;5) Dough, done. You can throw it in the fridge for a while if it's too soft to work with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;6) If using, spread the sugar out on a shallow plate. Get out your dough and roll it into 1 inch sized balls. roll these balls in the sugar first OR just plonk them onto a UNGREASED baking sheet with an inch of room in between. Flatten with the prongs of a fork in the usual crisscross pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;7) Bake for 7-9 minutes, or until lightly browned. Cool, enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-876271131791230547?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/876271131791230547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=876271131791230547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/876271131791230547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/876271131791230547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/03/peanut-butter-cookies.html' title='Peanut Butter cookies.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/ScNfQsE_uGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yeD1WewUHQo/s72-c/IMG_3592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-652780632289626038</id><published>2009-02-19T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:03:34.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme, Gimme, GIMME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cookware-online.co.uk/images/product/main/KA_KSM150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 537px;" src="http://www.cookware-online.co.uk/images/product/main/KA_KSM150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;........ Be still my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-652780632289626038?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/652780632289626038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=652780632289626038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/652780632289626038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/652780632289626038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/02/gimme-gimme-gimme.html' title='Gimme, Gimme, GIMME!!!!'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-5485649430427869440</id><published>2009-02-17T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:07:26.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORENSICS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SZutnUbFfVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/jsgd9yv6ZeY/s1600-h/IMG_3403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SZutnUbFfVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/jsgd9yv6ZeY/s400/IMG_3403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304023877167709522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss it sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;Actually made it to Semis this time round.&lt;br /&gt;I had such a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Made a lot of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;We all also brought home,&lt;br /&gt;THE RAFIDAH CUP!! (in your face VI!!)&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2ND PLACE SWEEPSTAKES!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm VERY, VERY proud of our juniors.&lt;br /&gt;They did sooooo well.&lt;br /&gt;Basically,&lt;br /&gt;I HAD THE TIME OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, I do have a recipe for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Introducing,&lt;br /&gt;FORENSICS RICE KRISPIE TREATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?!? I had to make something to keep us going, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SZux5pAxEyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5CgyOULCniU/s1600-h/IMG_3339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SZux5pAxEyI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5CgyOULCniU/s320/IMG_3339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304028589978620706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Melt the marshmallows and butter together.&lt;br /&gt;~ Stir in your chopped up chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;~ Stir in the cereal.&lt;br /&gt;~ Mash the glob into a CLING FILM LINED, WELL BUTTERED PAN.&lt;br /&gt;~Leave to set in fridge.&lt;br /&gt;~Cut into pieces using a serrated knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've taken a picture, but... welll.... I was really, really tired. So, this is kinda what they're gonna look like.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T TAKE THIS PIC.&lt;br /&gt;IT COMES BY WAY OF &lt;a href="http://kissmyartichoke.wordpress.com/2009/01/07/choco-rice-krispy-treats/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3405/3178122806_232d75a91c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 253px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3405/3178122806_232d75a91c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-5485649430427869440?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/5485649430427869440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=5485649430427869440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5485649430427869440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5485649430427869440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/02/forensics.html' title='FORENSICS!!!'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SZutnUbFfVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/jsgd9yv6ZeY/s72-c/IMG_3403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-5400153327754666366</id><published>2009-01-27T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:24:31.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat. Pray. Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ci.longmont.co.us/Library/adult/images/eatpraylove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 427px;" src="http://www.ci.longmont.co.us/Library/adult/images/eatpraylove.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my pizza so much that, in fact, I have come to the belief in     my delirium that my pizza might actually love me in return. I am     having a relationship with this pizza, almost an affair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holy of holies! Thin, doughy,strong, gummy, yummy, chewy, salty pizza paradise. On top, there is a sweet tomato sauce that foams up all bubbly and creamy when it melts the fresh buffalo mozzarella, and the one sprig of basil in the middle of the whole deal somehow infuses the entire pizza with herbal radiance......... It's technically impossible to eat this thing, of course. You try to take a bite off your slice and the gummy crust folds, and the hot cheese runs away like topsoil in a landslide, makes a mess of you and your surroundings, but just deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat. Pray. Love ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When Pizza like THIS exist out there, WHAT ON EARTH DO WE NEED MEN FOR??? This is just a small part of a passage that made me want to hop on a plane to Naples and head over to &lt;a href="http://www.damichele.net/uk/index.htm"&gt;Pizzeria da Michele&lt;/a&gt; for their Pizza Margherita with double mozzarella. Unfortunately, plane tickets to Rome are reputed to cost quite a bit, so I did the next best thing, make my own pizza. I'm pretty sure it didn't come anywhere close, but it still was pretty good, so it'll have to do for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pizza, makes 2 pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SX_H9mRBsUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Kp1bLC4Nekg/s1600-h/IMG_2401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SX_H9mRBsUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Kp1bLC4Nekg/s320/IMG_2401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296171547868901698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yes, I do notice it's been ever so slightly burnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dough~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~125 g all purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~125 g high protein flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~1 heaped tsp instant dry yeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~1 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~1/2 tsp sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;~approx. 150 ml warm water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;~2 tbsp extra virgin olive oil/ unsalted butter, melted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Topping~&lt;br /&gt;~4 heaped tbsp tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;(out of a bottle, or use my tomato salsa recipe &lt;a href="http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-creamy-cheese-and-sexy-salsa.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;~ Shredded mozzarella cheese&lt;br /&gt;~Whatever floats your boat baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together all the ingredients in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; in a large mixing bowl. Set aside. Mix together ingredients in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; in a measuring cup for ease. Gradually pour the wet ingredients into the dry, constantly mixing with your hands. You might not need all the water, so proceed cautiously. Knead the dough till it forms a smooth ball. Expect it to be a wee sticky. Take the dough out, oil the bowl, lightly oil the dough too, then leave to rise in the oiled bowl for about an hour, or until doubled in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat your oven to 240'C.&lt;br /&gt;Knock the air out of your dough, and shape it onto a baking sheet. Round, rectangular, abstract, whatever strikes your fancy. Spread 4 tbsp of the tomato sauce onto your now flattened dough. Let it prove for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake the dough for 20 minutes, or until the bottom sounds hollow when tapped. Top of with your trimmings of choice, as well as the mozzarella. Bake again until cheese is ooey, gooey and golden brown in places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-5400153327754666366?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/5400153327754666366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=5400153327754666366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5400153327754666366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5400153327754666366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/01/eat-pray-love.html' title='Eat. Pray. Love'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SX_H9mRBsUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Kp1bLC4Nekg/s72-c/IMG_2401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7165829343512930107</id><published>2009-01-25T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:13:11.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potato Birthday Wishes.</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok.. I know I haven't updated for a while. but I'm here now!! Better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;So first of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SXxEP9CgiFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0TNOgTxBsuQ/s1600-h/IMG_3146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SXxEP9CgiFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0TNOgTxBsuQ/s320/IMG_3146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295182302754670674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KBB!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're legal to drink........but may you not get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a bat I've known my entire life &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or at least it feels that way)&lt;/span&gt;, This is a lil' late, but thanks for having me over. It was really good seeing you lot, and I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked your present, despite the fact it was devoured in 15  minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Love you to bits, and hope you had a good birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a confession to make, with homework, studies, and the Fore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nsics coming up, I'll admit I haven't been eating as regularly as I should. On average, i think I would have a meal a day, usually in school. Sometimes, nothing at all. So, now that the CNY holidays have started, I'm gonna try getting my eating schedule back in track over the next week. So, to start off, we have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Potato Cheese Bake&lt;/span&gt;, makes 2 ramekins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SXxH-Q01HcI/AAAAAAAAAVs/96XerGBky08/s1600-h/IMG_3193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SXxH-Q01HcI/AAAAAAAAAVs/96XerGBky08/s320/IMG_3193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295186396874874306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~5 medium potatoes&lt;br /&gt;~1 carrot&lt;br /&gt;~2 cloves garlic, crushed&lt;br /&gt;~3 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;~3/4 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;~1/2 tsp flour&lt;br /&gt;~salt, pepper, oregano (to taste)&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp sized dollop of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://195.244.101.205/products/cheese_spread/index.cfm"&gt;KRAFT cheese spread, cream cheese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mozzarella cheese, shredded for topping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Peel and cube the potatoes. Rinse under cold water.  Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;2. Peel and finely chop the carrot. Rinse under cold water. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;3. Boil enough water to cook the potatoes and carrots. Heavily salt the water and throw in the crushed garlic. When boiling, throw in the cubed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;4. When the potatoes are just about done, give or take 10 minutes, throw in the carrots and boil for another 2 minutes. Drain the lot and get rid of the garlic. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;5. For the sauce, melt the butter. When that's melted, gradually pour in the milk and stir. Whisk the flour, salt, pepper and oregano. Let it simmer.&lt;br /&gt;6. When it simmers, dollop in the cheese spread, whisking to mix.&lt;br /&gt;7. When the sauce is smooth, pour in your carrots and potatoes. Let it simmer for a while, until the sauce is as thick as you wold like it to be.&lt;br /&gt;8. Take off the heat and divide the mixture into 2 ramekins. Top with shredded cheese.&lt;br /&gt;9. Bake at 180'C until cheese topping is melted and golden in places. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my Chinese friends out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GONG XI FA CHAI!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7165829343512930107?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7165829343512930107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7165829343512930107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7165829343512930107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7165829343512930107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/01/potato-birthday-wishes.html' title='Potato Birthday Wishes.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SXxEP9CgiFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/0TNOgTxBsuQ/s72-c/IMG_3146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2884281752500424875</id><published>2009-01-09T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T04:55:48.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bun in the oven...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SWdDYAvqfsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/T0hOysjaLbI/s1600-h/IMG_3039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SWdDYAvqfsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/T0hOysjaLbI/s320/IMG_3039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289270367165775554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yeah, I've finished my first week of school, and come to the conclusion that our teachers are attempting to kill us. It' s a new record really, I only got as far as the fourth day of school before I was behind on my homework. Anyways, it's Friday night, and since I've got the weekend ahead, I thought I might as well release some stress. So, Here's the recipe for my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;White Bread Loaf. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's not hard, and has just enough physical activity to make you feel like you're worth something. Oh, and the upside? Your house will smell like freshly baked bread for hours afterwards. ;-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SWdDiFmFFwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aXOT7X6Ql-o/s1600-h/IMG_3035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SWdDiFmFFwI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aXOT7X6Ql-o/s200/IMG_3035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289270540266444546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~500g of flour&lt;br /&gt;~11g instant yeast&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp salt&lt;br /&gt;~1 and 1/2 tsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;~approx, 300ml warm water&lt;br /&gt;~1 and 1/2 tbsp butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes 2 loaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) measure out flour, yeast, salt, and sugar and tip into a large mixing bowl.&lt;br /&gt;2) Clean your hands, then start mixing in a little water at a time till most of the mixture is clumping together It will feel rather coarse at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;3) For want of a better word, massage the butter into the dough. Slowly build up your momentum and knead the dough. You don't have to turn it out, just knead it in the bowl itself.As for kneading, it's kinda like.... weighing down the middle of the dough with the heel of your palm, while pushing whatever dough that's in front of you forward, and then bringing it back in to the center. Give the dough a quarter turn, then repeat. Splash water in sparingly, you don't want this to be sticky. Just knead until it feels.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;. It'll stop being tired and kinda spring up a little.&lt;br /&gt;4) Take out the dough, then wash and oil the big bowl. Plonk your dough in, turn around once to oil it, cover with a tea towel and forget about it for and hour.&lt;br /&gt;5) Come back, punch it down, tear it into two portions. Line your baking pans or loaf pans with something, parchment, butter, flour.... whatever floats your boat.&lt;br /&gt;6) Mold each portion ( I braided mine), chuck into vessel and cover with teacloth. Preheat oven to 200'C-220'C. Forget about the lot for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;7) Come back, brush your now proven dough with melted butter and chuck in oven for 30-35 minutes. To see it cooked, tap underside. If it sounds hollow, then Bob's your uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat warm with whatever you fancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2884281752500424875?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2884281752500424875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2884281752500424875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2884281752500424875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2884281752500424875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-yeah-ive-finished-my-first-week-of.html' title='Bun in the oven...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SWdDYAvqfsI/AAAAAAAAAU8/T0hOysjaLbI/s72-c/IMG_3039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-4506798320028019720</id><published>2009-01-03T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:15:13.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9DOrntS9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/bm9MMgRM0wg/s1600-h/IMG_3022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9DOrntS9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/bm9MMgRM0wg/s320/IMG_3022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287018407062752210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNNY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My new egg yolk yellow Tivoli saucepan. Ain't he darling? Got him over the holidays. The same holidays which are about to end in, like, one days time.&lt;br /&gt;*sulk*&lt;br /&gt;Although, it will be my last first day of school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My first day as a senior too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdadididoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANYWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today we're making &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chocolate Marmalade cake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9Eu2E1kpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/RVWSXlkvJiQ/s1600-h/chocolate+marmalade+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9Eu2E1kpI/AAAAAAAAAUs/RVWSXlkvJiQ/s320/chocolate+marmalade+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287020059136725650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recipe from Nigella Lawson's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'How to be A Domestic Goddess'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'Store-Cupboard Chocolate-Orange Cake'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9FmVSzEfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OI2OM3v3Ihw/s1600-h/IMG_3033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9FmVSzEfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OI2OM3v3Ihw/s320/IMG_3033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287021012409586162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~125g butter&lt;br /&gt;~100g dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;~300g marmalade&lt;br /&gt;~150g caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;~pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;~2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;~150 self-raising flour*&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp cocoa powder*&lt;br /&gt;* sifted together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Preheat the oven to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;180'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Melt the butter and chocolate together in a heavy-bottomed saucepan.&lt;br /&gt;+Take off the heat and whisk in the marmalade.&lt;br /&gt;+Beat in the sugar, salt and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;+Fold in the flour mixture. Pour into a 9 inch round pan.&lt;br /&gt;+Bake for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;45 minutes&lt;/span&gt;, or until cake tester inserted in middle of cake comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-4506798320028019720?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/4506798320028019720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=4506798320028019720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4506798320028019720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4506798320028019720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/01/introducing.html' title='Introducing'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV9DOrntS9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/bm9MMgRM0wg/s72-c/IMG_3022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-8714671578907407751</id><published>2009-01-02T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:04:12.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV3lT27-PMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/y2LBSPoVpLE/s1600-h/muffin+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV3lT27-PMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/y2LBSPoVpLE/s320/muffin+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286633666930162882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What are you doing?" my father said one Saturday morning, lured out by the sweet smell of lemons and butter and golden batter rising in pans.&lt;br /&gt;"Making muffins" Grandma Lynn said.&lt;br /&gt;My father did a sanity check,staring at her. He was still in his robe and it was almost ninety degrees at ten in the morning,but she had pantyhose and makeup on. Then he noticed  Hal in an undershirt out in the yard.&lt;br /&gt;"My God Lynn," he said. "That boy is young enough..."&lt;br /&gt;"But he's de-lec-ta-ble!"&lt;br /&gt;My father shook his head and sat down at the kitchen table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "When will the love muffins be done, Mata Hari?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/writersanonymous223/lovely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 476px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/writersanonymous223/lovely.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Citrus raisin muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~1/2 cup golden raisins&lt;br /&gt;~ 200g plain flour&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;~zest of 2 limes, grated&lt;br /&gt;~150g castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;~pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~225ml yogurt&lt;br /&gt;~100ml vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;~juice of 1 lime&lt;br /&gt;~1 egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Preheat the oven to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;200'C&lt;/span&gt;. Soak the raisins in hot water, leave aside.&lt;br /&gt;+In a medium bowl, sift flour and baking powder together. Stir in lime zest, sugar and salt. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;+In a large bowl, beat yogurt, oil, juice and egg together. Drain the raisins. Mix in flour mixture and raisins into wet ingredients. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DON'T OVERMIX&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;+Divide mixture into muffin cups, fill halfway.&lt;br /&gt;+Bake for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15 minutes&lt;/span&gt;, or until cake tester inserted in middle comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV3mUD7vyHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ADVbIN4T5f0/s1600-h/muffin+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 54px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV3mUD7vyHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ADVbIN4T5f0/s200/muffin+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286634769930504306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-8714671578907407751?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/8714671578907407751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=8714671578907407751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8714671578907407751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8714671578907407751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-muffins.html' title='Love Muffins'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SV3lT27-PMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/y2LBSPoVpLE/s72-c/muffin+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-3554364492915555245</id><published>2008-12-31T03:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:35:08.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve cookout.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzhLdyoPDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ukKwQlFLGI8/s1600-h/IMG_2927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzhLdyoPDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ukKwQlFLGI8/s320/IMG_2927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286347649717910578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Clockwise,&lt;br /&gt;Mashed potatoes, Bee hoon and sambal belacan (for laksa) Mutton chops topped with         sauteed onions and mushrooms, fried eggs (for laksa), cheesy pasta, mutton vaaruval. Laksa soup is on the stove in kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Bro and I went over to our Aunt’s place on New Year's eve to hold our much awaited cookout session with our cousin and uncle. Went a little crazy in the kitchen, had a total blast throughout. The participants of the cookout are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzZT52o1wI/AAAAAAAAAT0/z9szWMgaZBM/s1600-h/IMG_2872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzZT52o1wI/AAAAAAAAAT0/z9szWMgaZBM/s320/IMG_2872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286338998596851458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle D&lt;br /&gt;~made mutton chops and mutton vaaruval.&lt;br /&gt;~Encourages consummation and usage of imported beer and butter in his cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzZGblRS5I/AAAAAAAAATs/Fhg--TsIUBY/s1600-h/IMG_2871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzZGblRS5I/AAAAAAAAATs/Fhg--TsIUBY/s320/IMG_2871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286338767132642194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left: Aunty Sunthari&lt;br /&gt;Right: Akka Vijaya&lt;br /&gt;~provider of cooking premises&lt;br /&gt;~helper of hopeless cooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzYIMXXw5I/AAAAAAAAATc/jaxAmhgjgX0/s1600-h/IMG_2868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzYIMXXw5I/AAAAAAAAATc/jaxAmhgjgX0/s320/IMG_2868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337697895924626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rueben Dass (the Cousin)&lt;br /&gt;~Made Cheese pasta and mashed  potatoes&lt;br /&gt;~The first person (I know) to play football while cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzXFWdhIwI/AAAAAAAAATU/Vm2XCdcgLoM/s1600-h/IMG_2869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzXFWdhIwI/AAAAAAAAATU/Vm2XCdcgLoM/s320/IMG_2869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286336549554823938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arun Kannan (the Brother)&lt;br /&gt;~wielder of knives&lt;br /&gt;~master pealler&lt;br /&gt;~favours precision slicing and dicing, thus uses a small blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contribution you ask? Well, I prepared:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVw4-up1MbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Ub0BIWwXxqs/s1600-h/IMG_2921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVw4-up1MbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Ub0BIWwXxqs/s200/IMG_2921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162712952648114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;~I usually make this for very special functions. Prepared it the night before at home, so it could take its own sweet time to chill. Sorry folks, no instructions for this one. It yeilds REALLY good results and is well on it's way to becoming my signature dish, so I'm keeping this recipe in the vault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtnBkjrmHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/h3eOAVFdP3o/s1600-h/IMG_2928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtnBkjrmHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/h3eOAVFdP3o/s200/IMG_2928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285931864340273266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curry mee.&lt;br /&gt;~This turned out pretty darn well, for the recipe I direct you to Journal of a girl who love's to cook (in my link list). It'll be under the Malaysian section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We started cooking at around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; 10-ish and ate at 2.30. ;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtmUWE56fI/AAAAAAAAASs/WLxJycXxOPs/s1600-h/IMG_2896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtmUWE56fI/AAAAAAAAASs/WLxJycXxOPs/s200/IMG_2896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285931087358978546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ At this point I'm stirring BOTH woks at once. As well as taking care of the laksa soup, I'm 'jaga-ing' my cousin's pasta sauce. Looked like a pro, had no bl***y idea what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzesjknmRI/AAAAAAAAAT8/DGZ8CJgjgGY/s1600-h/IMG_2881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzesjknmRI/AAAAAAAAAT8/DGZ8CJgjgGY/s320/IMG_2881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286344919670561042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~I think Uncle D is frying potatoes for his AWESOME mutton vaaruval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtk95TSHFI/AAAAAAAAASc/sdxS8QUH6Ds/s1600-h/IMG_2891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtk95TSHFI/AAAAAAAAASc/sdxS8QUH6Ds/s200/IMG_2891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285929602165906514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Rueben's tending to his pasta sauce. From what I remember, onions, red chilli, mushrooms, butter, and cheddar cheese got thrown in. yUm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtkBCk1RsI/AAAAAAAAASM/y9YfyKV325c/s1600-h/IMG_2916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtkBCk1RsI/AAAAAAAAASM/y9YfyKV325c/s200/IMG_2916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285928556683413186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~My brother cooking the mutton chops that Uncle D pre marinated. After the chops were done, bro fried up some onions and mushrooms in the same pan and proceeded to flambee the whole lot witha splash of German beer. Very Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And as you can see above, boy did we put out a spread. We ate, and ate, and ate, and then ate somemore. Anyone who would’ve seen us after we finished eating and washing up would have thought we were drugged. Rueben, and I were basically lolling about the living room, while Uncle D took a quick cat nap upstairs. The only one who looked reasonably dignified was my brother, reading his paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtesR7xZcI/AAAAAAAAASE/VcvHYWWvf8M/s1600-h/IMG_2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtesR7xZcI/AAAAAAAAASE/VcvHYWWvf8M/s200/IMG_2875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285922702470768066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVteCpJ6jTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q9eDOpvrcP0/s1600-h/IMG_2963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVteCpJ6jTI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q9eDOpvrcP0/s200/IMG_2963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285921987149598002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aunt got home (she was in temple along with akka throughout the madness) and exclaimed at the spotless kitchen we had left behind, so she proceded to take us out to KAYU for ice-kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtdNiHrhrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/jSs6LQ3RKUo/s1600-h/IMG_2966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtdNiHrhrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/jSs6LQ3RKUo/s200/IMG_2966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285921074728109746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtcjzzfmGI/AAAAAAAAARs/UrfGpAswz4E/s1600-h/IMG_2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVtcjzzfmGI/AAAAAAAAARs/UrfGpAswz4E/s200/IMG_2970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285920357920774242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, ate MORE dinner, went to Sunway to watch the fire works and ended up on the wrong side of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad way to send off 2008 I should think. Happy 2009 everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-3554364492915555245?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/3554364492915555245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=3554364492915555245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3554364492915555245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3554364492915555245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-eve-cookout.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve cookout.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVzhLdyoPDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ukKwQlFLGI8/s72-c/IMG_2927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1710287989728151537</id><published>2008-12-25T03:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:52:27.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVNzKRiaBqI/AAAAAAAAARc/9P7IpozmqDY/s1600-h/for+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVNzKRiaBqI/AAAAAAAAARc/9P7IpozmqDY/s400/for+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283693408179324578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336699;"&gt;Oh the weather outside is frightful,&lt;br /&gt;But the fire is so delightful,&lt;br /&gt;And since we've no place to go,&lt;br /&gt;Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't show signs of Stoping,&lt;br /&gt;And I've bought some corn for popping,&lt;br /&gt;The lights are turned way down low,&lt;br /&gt;Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally kiss goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;How I'll hate going out in the storm!&lt;br /&gt;But if you'll really hold me tight,&lt;br /&gt;All the way home I'll be warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire is slowly dying,&lt;br /&gt;And, my dear, we're still good-bying,&lt;br /&gt;But as long as you love me so,&lt;br /&gt;Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Blessed New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#336699;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1710287989728151537?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1710287989728151537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1710287989728151537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1710287989728151537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1710287989728151537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVNzKRiaBqI/AAAAAAAAARc/9P7IpozmqDY/s72-c/for+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1922572145290810552</id><published>2008-12-23T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:34:11.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Birthday Shoutouts</title><content type='html'>Yeay!!!! My link lists are finally up. About time too. Anywho, birthday shout outs, Remember the 3 December babies? The ones with the presents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGrVWp-b2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/XPydTZ5ea1Y/s1600-h/friends+mosaic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 108px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGrVWp-b2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/XPydTZ5ea1Y/s320/friends+mosaic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283192221229543266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that the final birthday is here, and everyone has opened their parcels, I guess it's ok to reveal what was inside them. Trouble is, The pictures of the presents have gone missing....so guys? A little help please? Just snap a shot and send them to me if you can? *giggle* I am such a scatter brain. They each got a dreamcatcher, Handmade by yours truly. Don't know what those are? Well, they look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.storesonlinepro.com/files/1582322/uploaded/3%20inch%20Dreamcatcher%2075024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 220px;" src="https://www.storesonlinepro.com/files/1582322/uploaded/3%20inch%20Dreamcatcher%2075024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can read more about them &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dreamcatcher"&gt;~Here~&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGy0RYlxAI/AAAAAAAAARE/TxIPs79Fnxk/s1600-h/IMG_2842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGy0RYlxAI/AAAAAAAAARE/TxIPs79Fnxk/s200/IMG_2842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283200448971785218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, Happy Birthday to the three of you. To Tengku and Mayu, I hope it was a pleasant one, which involved a lot of laughing, screaming, talking, relaxing and eating. Same thing applies to you too Huda. To think the three of you are old enough to drive, and pretty soon, vote too!! Though... I'm personally a wee bit more worried about the driving thing... Tengku, Mayu, and Huda..... unleashed on Malaysian roads..... *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... well I suppose it'll be some time before you're even allowed to handle a car, so we should be safe till then. For now, a couple of virtual cupcakes for you to celebrate. These were made yesterday, the blue ones for a BBQ and the flower sprinkles, just for the heck of it. Chocolate cake, with whipped chocolate ganache in the center and top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGwbPNOy4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/NFWlZ2OrAMY/s1600-h/IMG_2826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGwbPNOy4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/NFWlZ2OrAMY/s200/IMG_2826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283197819867286402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate cupcakes, makes 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~50g chocolate, chopped finely.&lt;br /&gt;~3/4 cup HOT coffee&lt;br /&gt;~1 and 1/2 cup all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;~1 cup cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;~1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;~1/2 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;~ 2 pinches salt&lt;br /&gt;~1 and 1/4 cup + 1 tbsp castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;~2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;~3/4 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;~3/4 cup buttermilk (just mix roughly equal parts of yogurt and milk together)&lt;br /&gt;~3/4 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) Stir together chocolate and coffee till chocolate dissolves, set aside.&lt;br /&gt;2)Sift four, cocoa powder, baking soda, and baking powder together in a big bowl. Mix in sugar and salt. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;3)In a medium bowl, beat eggs, oil, buttermilk, coffee mixture and vanilla till combined. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;4) Stir wet mixture into dry mixture. Batter will be runny.&lt;br /&gt;5) Fill cupcake liners till about half full.&lt;br /&gt;6) Bake in a 160'C oven for (give or take) 20-30 minutes, or until cake tester poked in the middle of the cupcake comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGz6zFuRRI/AAAAAAAAARU/-nGdQKb_S-k/s1600-h/IMG_2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGz6zFuRRI/AAAAAAAAARU/-nGdQKb_S-k/s200/IMG_2849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283201660610299154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGw-ZbFZOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/X-bwlrBvmo0/s1600-h/IMG_2839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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width: 211px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGzyG_3rmI/AAAAAAAAARM/BmjdcCpDW_E/s200/IMG_2841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283201511335636578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGwyYUQkYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5VssbzE2sLs/s1600-h/IMG_2835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGwyYUQkYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5VssbzE2sLs/s200/IMG_2835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283198217449673090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;v&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1922572145290810552?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1922572145290810552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1922572145290810552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1922572145290810552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1922572145290810552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve-birthday-shoutouts.html' title='Christmas Eve Birthday Shoutouts'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SVGrVWp-b2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/XPydTZ5ea1Y/s72-c/friends+mosaic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1327363851524390328</id><published>2008-12-20T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:36:38.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Cookies</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming!!! Can you feel it? So, I just got back from a Christmas party, and I am really tired. Too tired to sleep even. So blog I shall. Today, we're discussing decorated cookies. On Thursday, I attended another class at the ever so loverly &lt;a href="http://www.cakeconnection.com.my/home.php"&gt;cake conne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cakeconnection.com.my/home.php"&gt;ction&lt;/a&gt; .Today's class was for Christmas cookies. There were only 3 students in attendance, including me, so we had all the attention, icing, cookies and time to ourselves!! *grin* No fighting over icing bottles, I could get used to that. And so, the two other eager learners were couple Ryan and Jade:&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0NGKHuR8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uP8kUnMepLE/s1600-h/IMG_2731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0NGKHuR8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uP8kUnMepLE/s200/IMG_2731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281892337422583746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0NoTXDi8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XCaBfIuKgD4/s1600-h/IMG_2730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0NoTXDi8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/XCaBfIuKgD4/s200/IMG_2730.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281892924018363330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with our mentor, our Guru,Teacher Azrina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0OKab4YII/AAAAAAAAAOY/h4qkJuWRyPY/s1600-h/IMG_2732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0OKab4YII/AAAAAAAAAOY/h4qkJuWRyPY/s200/IMG_2732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281893510033203330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we began. At the end of our 2 and a 1/2 hour session, here's what we came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0VC9_tsMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/w7r8BZvYcsk/s1600-h/IMG_2734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0VC9_tsMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/w7r8BZvYcsk/s320/IMG_2734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281901078721179842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0VYkRnIiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/f1FAZSlOu8E/s1600-h/IMG_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0VYkRnIiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/f1FAZSlOu8E/s320/IMG_2735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281901449774047778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty, aren't they? While waiting for the batch we made to bake, we decorated these cookies that Teach' brought for us from home. Here are a some of the ones I made in class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0cu-xmUaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Xvg2OixXyrE/s1600-h/IMG_2748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0cu-xmUaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Xvg2OixXyrE/s200/IMG_2748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281909531426050466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0ca-d_lKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/w7Mm3rLVTBs/s1600-h/IMG_2743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0ca-d_lKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/w7Mm3rLVTBs/s200/IMG_2743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281909187746436258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0cNR4TIEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/EfppPPXTo3M/s1600-h/IMG_2750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0cNR4TIEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/EfppPPXTo3M/s200/IMG_2750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281908952438874178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my favourites made by the others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0dPYdYjvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/b563NQQUB1E/s1600-h/Jade%27s+cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0dPYdYjvI/AAAAAAAAAP4/b563NQQUB1E/s200/Jade%27s+cookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281910088076398322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jade's Cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0dbDzrqpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/p-ZMn7ITOiI/s1600-h/Teacher+Azrina%27s+cookie..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0dbDzrqpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/p-ZMn7ITOiI/s200/Teacher+Azrina%27s+cookie..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281910288691210898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teacher Azrina's Cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0dWXZ0ZEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bMDmdLWzVfU/s1600-h/Ryan%27s+cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0dWXZ0ZEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bMDmdLWzVfU/s200/Ryan%27s+cookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281910208052094018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan's 'Italian flag' cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel a little naa-nooky about sharing recipes I got from a class, however there are plenty of sugar cookie cutout and royal icing recipes out there, so pick one and start experimenting. They were so fun, I made a batch and had fun icing them the next day. They ended up being presents for a last minute christmas party I attended. Here are a few that I made at home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0aq26ClFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Lmv8Y1EhdjA/s1600-h/IMG_2763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0aq26ClFI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Lmv8Y1EhdjA/s200/IMG_2763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281907261571241042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0azg-wE3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/p-5hkqbm80Y/s1600-h/IMG_2766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0azg-wE3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/p-5hkqbm80Y/s200/IMG_2766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281907410304242546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0a9Lwcj9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/fAv-8jUhBys/s1600-h/IMG_2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0a9Lwcj9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/fAv-8jUhBys/s200/IMG_2767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281907576405790674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0bNOcz_bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GDzZhsDBhSk/s1600-h/IMG_2771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0bNOcz_bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GDzZhsDBhSk/s200/IMG_2771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281907852006653362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0ajCsJecI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7uJ_CGKpz3s/s1600-h/IMG_2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0ajCsJecI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7uJ_CGKpz3s/s200/IMG_2762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281907127295244738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0bY9v1SVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/sRpvL-72cp0/s1600-h/IMG_2780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0bY9v1SVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/sRpvL-72cp0/s200/IMG_2780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281908053681457490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I know the air bubbles are pretty damn obvious, but let's bear in mind that this isa first time after class attempt. One really useful tip I learnt there was to roll batches of cookie dough between sheets of baking parchment and freeze. It makes cutting the cookies soo much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway's, I actually am really sleepy now. I think I'll head off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1327363851524390328?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1327363851524390328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1327363851524390328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1327363851524390328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1327363851524390328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/sugar-cookies.html' title='Sugar Cookies'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SU0NGKHuR8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/uP8kUnMepLE/s72-c/IMG_2731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2966135393459362935</id><published>2008-12-17T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:07:50.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Rolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ok, ok... I know things look a wee bit different around here. For one thing, my entire link list has been degraded to two blogs only. You see, I thought that the ol' blog could do with a face lift, I ended up erasing EVERYTHING except my blog post. So, don't worry, things will be up and running ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUoBc-i97OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Pl6Vyd8S1fw/s1600-h/IMG_2402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUoBc-i97OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Pl6Vyd8S1fw/s320/IMG_2402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281035110382955746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm gonna share a new recipe I've discovered. It came out PERFECTLY the first time I made it. Problem is, when I did, I accidently spilled in too much sugar.Therefore, the sugar measurement you see in the recipe before you is an approximation. Original recipe comes by way of www.allrecipes.com ,only I make them by hand.Let me know how they turn out if you  get around to trying them !! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUoElKqYntI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kzFJBFdZmzI/s320/IMG_2404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281038549609127634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2 style="text-align: left;"&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUoElKqYntI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kzFJBFdZmzI/s1600-h/IMG_2404.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;                                                          &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/2 cup warm water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/2 cup warm milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 egg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/3 cup butter, softened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     2/3 cup white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 3/4 cups high protein bread flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11g active dry yeast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1/4 cup butter, softened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                                                                                    &lt;!-- tool box --&gt;                 &lt;div class="rec_floatbox" style="height: auto; min-height: 160px;"&gt;                          &lt;div class="rec_actionbox"&gt;         &lt;div class="rec_raised"&gt;             &lt;b class="top"&gt;             &lt;/b&gt;             &lt;div class="boxcontent"&gt;                 &lt;div class="inner clearfix" style="padding-left: 4px;"&gt;                     DIRECTIONS&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Place water, milk, egg, 1/3 cup butter, sugar, salt, flour and yeast in a large bowl. Mix and knead until a smooth ball of dough forms. Place into a lightly buttered bowl and leave aside for an hour to rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When dough is done rising, punch down and knead a bit more. Divide dough in half. Roll each half into a 12 inch circle, divide and spread 1/4 cup softened butter over entire round. Cut each circle into 8 wedges. Roll wedges starting at wide end; roll gently but tightly. Place point side down on ungreased cookie sheet. Cover with clean kitchen towel and put in a warm place, let rise 20 minutes. Meanwhile, preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bake in preheated oven for 10 to 15 minutes, until golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to dunk a warm, fresh outta the oven roll into anything. It goes great with curries, soups, stews or even on it's own with just a little butter. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;b class="bottom"&gt;&lt;b class="b1b"&gt;             &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;                                                              &lt;/div&gt;                                           &lt;!-- DIRECTIONS --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2966135393459362935?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2966135393459362935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2966135393459362935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2966135393459362935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2966135393459362935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/dinner-rolls.html' title='Dinner Rolls'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUoBc-i97OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Pl6Vyd8S1fw/s72-c/IMG_2402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7282913290270742160</id><published>2008-12-14T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:59:21.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the problem..</title><content type='html'>Ladies, Gentlemen members of the press and that pink elephant wearing the polka dotted muumuu at the back. I would like to thank you all for attending this pseudo press conference which is currently taking place somewhere in my subconscious. Our topic of discussion today is a riddle that has been alluding bakers since &lt;a href="http://www.ideafinder.com/history/inventions/tollhouse.htm"&gt;the dawn of a new era, THE most significant invention in the history of pastry&lt;/a&gt;. I have researched this idea, this paradox and after &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AT LEAST &lt;/span&gt;102 recipes in the course of my 16 years of life upon this earth I have only been able to reach one conclusion. This conclusion is what brings all you imaginary people into my head today. Members of the floor for the first time since my search began I would like announce my findings to the world. And they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE 'PERFECT'&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfOD8iqDOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Now_P0-ost0/s1600-h/IMG_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfOD8iqDOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Now_P0-ost0/s320/IMG_2688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280415655301614818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Cameras madly flash as Mallini gravely shakes her head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profound, isn't it? All our lives we go in search of this elusive set of instructions, to create the Taj Mahal of cookies. And upon finding 'it' we discover that someone else has discovered another recipe and proclaims &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THEIR'S&lt;/span&gt; to be the best. And thus, the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The flaw, ladies and gentlemen lies in the definition of the 'perfect chocolate chip cookie'. You will find, that EVERYONE, from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Marilyn Manson&lt;/span&gt; has their &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; set of rules &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Chewy&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Crunchy&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Small&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Large&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Nuts&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Grandma's dentures&lt;/span&gt;? Everyone &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WANTS&lt;/span&gt; something different. I myself prefer a chewy variety of cookie. You can tell a lot about a person from how they like their chocolate chip cookie. Therefore ladies and gentlemen, I end this proclamation with this. The way one enjoys a cookie is entirely to their preference, Some like it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;raw&lt;/span&gt;, some like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfP30KuXaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/koGWep6Tmn8/s1600-h/IMG_2692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfP30KuXaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/koGWep6Tmn8/s200/IMG_2692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280417645918576034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;burnt to a crisp&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL, I've met people who DO NOT like chocolate chip cookies. &lt;/span&gt;Period. However, it is not our place to judge these people based on their baked confectionery preference.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; WHO ARE YOU&lt;/span&gt; to dictate if I should have my cookie hard or soft?  So, starting now, let us all take a little time to consider, to contemplate, who we truly are. The question is NOT, how &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; cookie crumbles. Instead, we should ask ourselves, how does &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; cookie crumble. If more people would just accept the worlds many chocolate chip cookie preferences, it would be a better place. I would like to thank my family, friends, oven, spatula and mixing bowl for accompanying me on this journey of self discovery. My complete thesis &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'The Cookie Chronicles'&lt;/span&gt; is being released in all major book stores today. All proceeds will go to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;International Dessert Organization&lt;/span&gt; to aid them in their fight against &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cookie discrimination&lt;/span&gt;. In your press packs you will find a complete summary of todays conference, along with the following recipe and a pack of my version of 'perfection' Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfO4qM2kTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xuP18iGl7Fo/s1600-h/IMG_2694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfO4qM2kTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xuP18iGl7Fo/s320/IMG_2694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280416560911388978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;3/4 cup unsalted butter,      melted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 cup packed brown sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1/2 cup white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 vanilla bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 egg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 egg yolk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 cups semisweet chocolate      chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Preheat the oven to 335 degrees F. Grease cookie sheets, or line them with parchment paper or other non-stick baking apparatus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Sift the flour, salt and baking soda and set aside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Cut Vanilla Bean length ways and scrape out seeds. Mix the brown sugar, white sugar and butter until combined, then add egg, yolk and vanilla seeds and mix until creamy. Add the sifted ingredients slowly, and mix until just blended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Stir in the chocolate chips.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Drop about 1 tablespoon at a time onto a cookie sheet placing them about 2 inches apart.* Bake for 15-17 minutes or until the edges are just beginning to brown and the centers no longer look gooey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let them cool on the cookie sheet a few minutes, then transfer to a rack to finish cooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Forming your cookies:-&lt;br /&gt;I use a ice-cream scoop to do the trick. Plonk the dough down onto the sheet, then using the back of the scoop, make a dip in the center of the mound. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Refer to picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfPWYHFBvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rqo1wTMWTRw/s1600-h/IMG_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfPWYHFBvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rqo1wTMWTRw/s200/IMG_2687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280417071451408114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find they form flatter, more even cookies this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Snaps out of daydream* Oh mother of cupcakes, someone, slap me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7282913290270742160?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7282913290270742160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7282913290270742160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7282913290270742160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7282913290270742160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/heres-problem.html' title='Here&apos;s the problem..'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUfOD8iqDOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Now_P0-ost0/s72-c/IMG_2688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1122026601823882417</id><published>2008-12-11T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:02:15.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Connection.</title><content type='html'>I'm Back from Bali, a little tired but mostly satisfied. I'll blog about that soon, but right now I'll handle something that's been LOOOOOONG overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHl0Rf4buI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/p6m0sNdFces/s1600-h/IMG_2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHl0Rf4buI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/p6m0sNdFces/s320/IMG_2304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278752924468014818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cakeconnection.com.my/home.php"&gt;Cake Connection&lt;/a&gt; is a wonderful new cake hideout I've discovered. My new oasis you might say. It stocks some pretty damn dreamy supplies, and some AMAZING royal icing decorations. Handy little things to have if you haven't got the time to make your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHq-kHxVoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iI35nR4e9RI/s1600-h/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHq-kHxVoI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iI35nR4e9RI/s200/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278758598823990914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHrKRLIfUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/O5L_cZKM_50/s1600-h/IMG_2308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHrKRLIfUI/AAAAAAAAAKE/O5L_cZKM_50/s200/IMG_2308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278758799896247618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIrvVpgn6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/jTD5YuBlG5w/s1600-h/IMG_2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIrvVpgn6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/jTD5YuBlG5w/s200/IMG_2309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278829805496737698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I attended their miniature Fondant cake class. Now, I have a little 'problem' with fondant. Before the class, I've used it twice, on both occasions, I ended up a sobbing mess. But now:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHv_wG6dsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K5QTaEe_FDc/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIq6n4do5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/rUbGD_A2FWA/s1600-h/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIq6n4do5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/rUbGD_A2FWA/s200/IMG_2314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278828899858228114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHv_wG6dsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K5QTaEe_FDc/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHv_wG6dsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K5QTaEe_FDc/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;   &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHv_wG6dsI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K5QTaEe_FDc/s200/IMG_2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278764116779628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too shabby huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We made 2 lovely little miniatures. The square was around 2 and a 1/2 inches high, while the round tiered was 4 inches, give or take. They were both Madeira cake covered in buttercream and There was just a small group of us, me being the youngest, and we all had a ball. Ok, ok... so at one point I was about ready to cry again, but our darling Guru Lynette:&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHr6MJTFVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rotlEK5-qEs/s1600-h/IMG_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHr6MJTFVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rotlEK5-qEs/s200/IMG_2312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278759623180096850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;told me how to fix the problem. Yes, I know they have Cellulite, Yes, I know the white one is slightly lopsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I . DON'T .CARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;They're my babies, although long since eaten, and I love (loved?) the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;m. So really, thank you Cake Connection. I don't think I'll be shedding anymore tears over pastries for a while. :-)&lt;br /&gt;Now, a couple more pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIrYXCjKpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/N-_ceC3SMyU/s1600-h/IMG_2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIrYXCjKpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/N-_ceC3SMyU/s200/IMG_2319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278829410733206162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the founders, Nancy, posing with me after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIssWaKsWI/AAAAAAAAALE/WxFClTimebs/s1600-h/IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUIssWaKsWI/AAAAAAAAALE/WxFClTimebs/s200/IMG_2305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278830853672841570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUI816DCthI/AAAAAAAAALM/xo-_VeBPRRg/s1600-h/IMG_2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUI816DCthI/AAAAAAAAALM/xo-_VeBPRRg/s200/IMG_2306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278848610044392978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cakes that they have on display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you go there don't forget to check out this particular product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cakeconnection.com.my/images/P/vanillabeanpaste%20big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 235px;" src="http://www.cakeconnection.com.my/images/P/vanillabeanpaste%20big.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stuff is GOR-GE-OUS. It'll burn a hole in your pocket, but mother-of-cupcakes is it worth it. PURE vanilla bean goodness. This is the stuff that made it's appearance in Debbie's birthday cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;The recipe's from 500 cupcakes and muffins, by Fergal Connolly, with a few minor changes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUJBjd5AsqI/AAAAAAAAALU/FC-2-MNzUm4/s1600-h/IMG_2328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUJBjd5AsqI/AAAAAAAAALU/FC-2-MNzUm4/s200/IMG_2328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278853790806618786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanilla Cupcakes, makes 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 225 g unsalted butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;~180g caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;~225g self-raising flour (2 cup flour+ 2 and 1/2 tsp baking powder+ 2 pinches of salt)&lt;br /&gt;~1 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;~4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;~ 1 tsp of Queen's Vanilla Bean Paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a big bowl, cream butter and sugar together till pale and fluffy . Shift flour and Baking powder together into another bowl. And in a 3rd bowl, whisk your eggs and vanilla paste together. Fold the flour into the butter mixture, alternating with the beaten egg. Divide into 18 baking cups, I find an ice-cream scoop does the trick pretty well. Bake in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;175 'C&lt;/span&gt; oven for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. Remove cakes from oven and let cool for five minutes, after which take out completely to cool on rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icing&lt;br /&gt;~100g icing sugar&lt;br /&gt;~100g butter&lt;br /&gt;~1/2 tsp Queen's Vanilla Bean Paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat the living daylights out of everything till smooth. Colour and Decorate as your heart desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1122026601823882417?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1122026601823882417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1122026601823882417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1122026601823882417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1122026601823882417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/cake-connection.html' title='Cake Connection.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SUHl0Rf4buI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/p6m0sNdFces/s72-c/IMG_2304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-3748484983240577636</id><published>2008-12-05T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:29:34.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fruits I reap...</title><content type='html'>from procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Bali in about 1 1/2 hours. Here's a very brief post with a few belated birthday wishes before i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Debbie's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated birthday Friar!!! I really sorry I couldn't make it, bu i hope it was filled with fun and laughter. To another 16+ years of trying to get people *coughwasabicough* to 'BELIEVE YOU'!!!!! (For the record, I most certainly do. ;-D) These cupcakes were made in your honour, and devoured in your honour as well. :-) Love ya Debs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnrNxffVHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/IWfoIUuG6bs/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnr9pQtTwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qcOwal0w63s/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnr9pQtTwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qcOwal0w63s/s200/IMG_2327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276507882721726210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnrNxffVHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/IWfoIUuG6bs/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnrNxffVHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/IWfoIUuG6bs/s200/IMG_2324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276507060297487474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnrioFRQQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2GIjopXnHHE/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnrioFRQQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2GIjopXnHHE/s200/IMG_2325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276507418548846850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnr1L4c7uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Duy9KZT1G44/s1600-h/IMG_2326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnr1L4c7uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Duy9KZT1G44/s200/IMG_2326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276507737396408034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were all Vanilla Bean Cupcakes with Vanilla Bean Frosting. The flowers are made out of Marshmallow fondant.&lt;br /&gt;Recipe in my next blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnsw7meSMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cXUKW4Uv33o/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnsw7meSMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/cXUKW4Uv33o/s200/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276508763818182850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Auretta's Birth&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnwgipQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZnWsOiFd860/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnwgipQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZnWsOiFd860/s200/IMG_2374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276512880287609570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my Darling Nieta!! The baby of the family FINALLY turned 16. To many more years of laughing, eating, dancing and singing together. I've known Autts since form 2, and have been making birthday cakes for her since way back then too. This year, she requested, of all things, A SHIP!! So, bravely I forged on, and came up with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnt6RdlJcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RsWZx4iGwVQ/s1600-h/IMG_2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnt6RdlJcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/RsWZx4iGwVQ/s200/IMG_2358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276510023816914370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate cake, filled with chocolate buttercream and ganache. Apparently, it was a big hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, anyways, that's all I have so far. Next posts will be my Fondant cake class at cake connection, Jaya one. Sneak peak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnxbh7mA2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gVSMsGUqnKs/s1600-h/IMG_2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnxbh7mA2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gVSMsGUqnKs/s200/IMG_2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276513893708333922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-3748484983240577636?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/3748484983240577636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=3748484983240577636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3748484983240577636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3748484983240577636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/12/fruits-i-reap.html' title='The fruits I reap...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/STnr9pQtTwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qcOwal0w63s/s72-c/IMG_2327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-5172273247204974063</id><published>2008-11-16T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T04:37:55.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort the heart</title><content type='html'>Ah....the holidays. Well, for most of us anyways. And what do I do to celebrate? A mug of warm, soothing hot chocolate, topped off with whipped cream. Kick back with a good romantic comedy ( Might I suggest &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/homevideo/theholiday/"&gt;The Holiday&lt;/a&gt;? ) And EnJoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SSAS9Sr93zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y7pzeiH4BrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SSAS9Sr93zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y7pzeiH4BrQ/s320/IMG_1741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269232408221048626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hot Chocolate, serves 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~1/2 cup milk.* (Don't be whimpy, use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;full cream &lt;/span&gt;here. You've deserved it.)&lt;br /&gt;~1/4 cup whipping cream.*(No, you may NOT substitute this with &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Again, you've &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;DESERVED&lt;/span&gt; this)&lt;br /&gt;~1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;mint leaves&lt;/span&gt; OR &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange zest&lt;/span&gt; OR 1 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;cinnamon stick&lt;/span&gt;, optional&lt;br /&gt;~1 tsp cocoa powder.&lt;br /&gt;~sugar, to taste.&lt;br /&gt;~1 tsp hot water&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp chopped semisweet chocolate ( I'm lazy, so I buy chocolate buttons. :-P )&lt;br /&gt;~whipped cream, for topping.&lt;br /&gt;~chocolate buttons, to garnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Measure with the vessel you'll be using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine your milk, cream and vanilla in a saucepan. If you're using any of the flavourings, throw those in as well then put the whole lot on the stove to heat up. Mix the cocoa powder, sugar and hot water in your mug of choice till smooth. throw in the chocolate. When your milk is boiling pour it into your mug. Count to 10, then start stirring like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;. Top with your whipped cream and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note on the whipped cream:-&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we all subconsciously  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; that this recipe is gonna contribute to a very large &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;holiday belly&lt;/span&gt;. So, to make ourselves &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;feel better,&lt;/span&gt; before drinking this, why don't you whip the cream on your own, by hand? Just throw a bowl and whisk into the freezer for 15 minutes. Take it out, then pour 3 tbsp of your cold cream and a scant tsp of sugar into the bowl and whisk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, your arm will feel like it'll fall off. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, you'll be red in the face by the time the exercise is over. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, you will start questioning if the pain is REALLY worth it. I assure you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;IT IS&lt;/span&gt;. The labour that goes into this just makes the drink &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; little bit more satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As an initiative, I leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SSATckoHxcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LA8o1EQUU9o/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SSATckoHxcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/LA8o1EQUU9o/s200/IMG_1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269232945612703170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be good now boys and girls...&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-5172273247204974063?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/5172273247204974063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=5172273247204974063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5172273247204974063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5172273247204974063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/11/comfort-heart.html' title='Comfort the heart'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SSAS9Sr93zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y7pzeiH4BrQ/s72-c/IMG_1741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1215704389088781944</id><published>2008-11-10T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:17:06.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it amazing.....</title><content type='html'>....how some people can just waddle into our lives and leave marks that won't ever fade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgxICUxzZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DhAYjLTVuGI/s1600-h/friend+mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgxICUxzZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DhAYjLTVuGI/s400/friend+mosaic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267013778342530450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My God...... I am in WAAAAY too many of these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friday came around a little too fast for comfort, but as we all know, time's a pretty impatient cab driver. "Get in my taxi before it's too late".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally got my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'love notes' &lt;/span&gt;written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgvxG8aelI/AAAAAAAAAHs/R6LkjNyjZag/s1600-h/love+notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgvxG8aelI/AAAAAAAAAHs/R6LkjNyjZag/s320/love+notes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267012284933896786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finished these at 6a.m. in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And made a couple of other things too. I'd put up pictures, but these particular items have a slightly, more secretive purpose... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; P&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgzvNdatbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3aDSNE5SmoY/s1600-h/friends+mosaic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgzvNdatbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3aDSNE5SmoY/s320/friends+mosaic+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267016650369709490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, you're all gonna have to wait. -giggle-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of these 'elusive' items will be posted on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, to avoid ruining the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyways, got to school, ran around a bit, and finally ended up in the Canteen with the form five lot. I know I have more pics, but dad only let me load a few choice ones for now. The rest will be in my com in 2 weeks, so anyone whose gonna come harass me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*coughTgcough*&lt;/span&gt; will have to wait till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, coming back. Isn't it wonderful how life sends in people who make a lasting impression, who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mold you into the person you're going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgwMm3ejkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/im9-v4tTX5c/s1600-h/monkey+see+monkey+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgwMm3ejkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/im9-v4tTX5c/s320/monkey+see+monkey+do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267012757359595074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By sharing laughter, making every moment last. The little things, that make you smile. The silly things from which you learn your mistakes.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgwAmG5ZgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/d-5dIKJyBg4/s1600-h/shoulder+to+cry+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgwAmG5ZgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/d-5dIKJyBg4/s320/shoulder+to+cry+on.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267012550997403138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By being the shoulders we cry on, caring, loving, advising us should we ever seek advice. Letting us know we're not alone, and sticking by to make it a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, isn't it funny? How time moves to separate us, constantly shifting, bringing brand new challenges? Working in tandem with the winds of change, to ensure we never get too comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we all change, that can't be avoided. But the memories we make, the time that we spend together, those passing moments can never be changed. More often than not they stay with us, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgvMz_x5OI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UU20Cj69msU/s1600-h/cookie+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgvMz_x5OI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UU20Cj69msU/s320/cookie+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011661372450018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To all my form 5 friends.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you think you've studied enough,&lt;br /&gt;too little,&lt;br /&gt;too much,&lt;br /&gt;or not at all,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've been saying quite a bit these past few days,&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what some&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; crazy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;compulsory&lt;/span&gt; governmental exam says,&lt;br /&gt;However badly a paper ends.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of your abysmal  essay word count,&lt;br /&gt;or if you forget a crucible is called a crucible,&lt;br /&gt;If you give it your best,&lt;br /&gt;No one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO ONE&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Can,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Should think any less of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgvWSYqs7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/IyP93Gq9jeE/s1600-h/cookie+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgvWSYqs7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/IyP93Gq9jeE/s320/cookie+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011824148722610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;good luck&lt;/span&gt; kiss for the road duckies. I don't think you'll need it but no harm done, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1215704389088781944?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1215704389088781944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1215704389088781944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1215704389088781944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1215704389088781944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/11/isnt-it-amazing.html' title='Isn&apos;t it amazing.....'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRgxICUxzZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DhAYjLTVuGI/s72-c/friend+mosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-8811647796459447034</id><published>2008-11-10T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:52:30.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on the Bosanova.</title><content type='html'>I'll be updating again later, but for now, duty calls by way of Aarti Arichandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog or chat box).I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love;&lt;br /&gt;-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;January - That night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;February - Last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;May - First of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red - Insult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - My father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost - Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nervous-The middle east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Worried-That your Honda sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other-That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;White - Your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Soft drink - Anew life as a clone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wine - Cocaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cider- A passionate interest for mice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;France - In pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Foosball - Silly duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shopping - French kisser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dulging for food - Cranky banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Movies - Smelly armpits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Snacks - Horny wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Snooker - Tiny nipples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bowling - Sexy grandmother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Outdoor activities - Vain pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Having a long talk - Nose plucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Taking pictures - Dumb bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Other - Burn yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Azrina&lt;/span&gt;.I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Our horoscopes doesn't match&lt;/span&gt;.I think I realized it when &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When I saw the shrunken head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;With Paris Hilton &lt;/span&gt;and I saw you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sit on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ther&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure you're &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Masochistic&lt;/span&gt; enough to understand&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; That there is no solution to this&lt;/span&gt;. I'm returning &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your memories from the military service &lt;/span&gt;to you, but I'll keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your suicide note&lt;/span&gt; as a memory. You should also know that I&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Told in my confession today about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eggplant-fetishism&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your everlasting enemy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love;&lt;br /&gt;Mallini Abuela Leonato Cupcake Kannan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cranky banana &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aarti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;How wonderfully whimsical life can be, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-8811647796459447034?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/8811647796459447034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=8811647796459447034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8811647796459447034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8811647796459447034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/11/blame-it-on-bosanova.html' title='Blame it on the Bosanova.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-4443106651068557826</id><published>2008-11-04T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:34:12.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRGmbbnLN-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/rW5nkjwXIWc/s1600-h/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRGmbbnLN-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/rW5nkjwXIWc/s320/IMG_1681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265172429571569634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that you've got your tongues back, wipe that drool off your keyboard. We have two lil' announcements. Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sulu's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msp297.photobucket.com/albums/mm230/gumboisland/Happy%20Birthday/HBRosePurpleButterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 174px;" src="http://msp297.photobucket.com/albums/mm230/gumboisland/Happy%20Birthday/HBRosePurpleButterfly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(belated)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Birthday to a wonderful friend, whom it seems I have known all my life. Hope you had a wonderful Birthday, and I'll try not to be so late next year. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;~ Deepavali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jemima.files.wordpress.com/2006/10/deepavali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 288px;" src="http://jemima.files.wordpress.com/2006/10/deepavali.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To talking Manglish with a mouthful of murukku. To stealing sweets at any given opportunity, and running away before you get caught. To listening to ol- elderly telling you stories about their Deepavalis. To dodging as many marriage proposals as possible. To loving every minute of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BELATED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, onto Pancakes. Nothing quite says 'I Love You' like a tray of these in the morning,drenched in syrup. However, why limit yourself? Throw in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;fruit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;nuts&lt;/span&gt;. or even better, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. :-) By way of my first and favourite cook book, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;How to Be a Domestic Goddess&lt;/span&gt;' by &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nigella Lawson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRGqdYDxQlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hPrl2VdiyW0/s1600-h/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRGqdYDxQlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hPrl2VdiyW0/s200/IMG_1680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265176861024010834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;~225 g all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp baking powder (yes, that actually reads 1 tablespoon)&lt;br /&gt;~pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;~1 tsp sugar (the syrup will make up for it)&lt;br /&gt;~2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;~3oo ml milk&lt;br /&gt;~butter, for frying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not exactly a morning person, just measure everything out into a blender and let rip. If you like morning rituals, Mix dry ingredents in a bowl. Whisk melted butter, milk and eggs together, then add to dry stuff. Whisk well. Leave covered for 15-30 minutes. Heat up your flat pan. When ready to cook, melt a little butter and move around to coat. Dollop on batter. You'll know the pancake in ready to be flipped if the top surface starts looking like an unmaintained  Malaysian road. Bumpy that is. Infact, now is a great time to add those fruits, nuts or chocolate. When top resembles toad skin, flip pancake and cook for another 30 seconds or so. Dish up. Indulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-4443106651068557826?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/4443106651068557826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=4443106651068557826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4443106651068557826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4443106651068557826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-class-today-we-review.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SRGmbbnLN-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/rW5nkjwXIWc/s72-c/IMG_1681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-57362112833960616</id><published>2008-10-09T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T04:29:24.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fiery lil' devil...</title><content type='html'>Wave your hands in the air if you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;  your grub &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Spicy&lt;/span&gt;!!! *Waves hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SO3pjH_wnWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sa_mTi097jY/s1600-h/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SO3pjH_wnWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sa_mTi097jY/s320/IMG_1738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255113129862405474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First saw the recipe in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;News Straits Times,&lt;/span&gt; but lost it and had to improvise. This dish hit the hot spot, and was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;deliciously easy&lt;/span&gt; to make. In fact, all you have to know is how to chop, boil pasta, and stir-fry. Got those skills, and you're good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SO3qA9K39wI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7t-h7LjNsrU/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SO3qA9K39wI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7t-h7LjNsrU/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255113642352310018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pasta el Diablo, serves one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A handful of pasta ( I used angel hair, simply cause I had it )&lt;br /&gt;~ 1/4 of a red onion&lt;br /&gt;~ 2 cloves garlic&lt;br /&gt;~ 3 big prawns, cleaned, shelled and rinsed with a small bit of turmeric powder to remove the&lt;br /&gt; fishy smell.&lt;br /&gt;~ Olive oil &lt;br /&gt;~ Chili flakes (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BE GENEROUS&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;~ salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;~ a handful of chopped coriander ( Looking back, I should have just torn up the leaves and used&lt;br /&gt; them alone )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Chop up your onion and finely dice the garlic. De-vein your prawns by running a knife along the back of the prawn and discarding the black vein you see inside. Set side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Boil your pasta according to the back of the packet. A couple of tips to have:&lt;br /&gt;a)The pasta water should taste like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;SEA&lt;/span&gt;. Really salt it up.&lt;br /&gt;b)Crush a clove of garlic and boil it with the pasta for additional flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Meanwhile, heat up your pan. When it starts &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;smoking&lt;/span&gt;, drizzle in the olive oil, about a tbsp full, and throw in the onions and garlic. Stir fry till fragrant. Gently lower in the prawns into the pan and and stir those up too. Put in 2 tbsp of water in some water, cover the pan and count till 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't forget your pasta, make sure you check at intervals to see if it's al-dente. When done, drain and set aside. Go back to your prawns. Shake in the chili flakes and make sure the prawns are well coated with all that spicy, garlic-ky, onion-ny stuff. Season with your salt and pepper, (If your slightly off your rocker like me, go generous on the pepper too.) When you're good to go, throw in the pasta and coat. Add in your chopped coriander, and dish up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-57362112833960616?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/57362112833960616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=57362112833960616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/57362112833960616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/57362112833960616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/10/fiery-lil-devil.html' title='A fiery lil&apos; devil...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SO3pjH_wnWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sa_mTi097jY/s72-c/IMG_1738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-3158821590794239113</id><published>2008-10-05T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:13:05.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged again.</title><content type='html'>Damn it. And I was hoping the next post would be food related too. ;-D Ah well, no matter. Anyways, I'm guessing this is gonna start a tag war, so I'm only gonna answer the questions where my answers MUST change. Anymore tags, will just be updated here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The last person to tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Kiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Mayuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What relationship do you have with him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. We go WAAAAY back, or at least, it feels that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Someone I have feared from a distance, that is, until MAAN. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your 5 impressions towards him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a)Draws very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;b)She's feisty, like a crab. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;c)Gets very frustrated when she can't solve a friend's problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;d)Is sentimental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;e)Needs to eat more (I swear, the wind will blow you away one day...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;a)Though she doesn't see it as a compliment, it has to be said. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TOWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; over you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;b) Her smile could (and most probably does) light up the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;c) Seems moody, but is actually a very happy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;d)Very mischievous, almost impish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;e)Absolutely ADORES Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Back in form 1, I went crying to Kiran while she was in the middle of a KH lesson. I had just lost a very valuable white gold necklace and was sobbing buckets. She made up some tale, came out of class, and after a proper comforting session, helped me hunt it down. And luckily enough, we found it. :) I am forever grateful. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. This year, I found out I had to complete 3 chapters of history notes, and 2 chapters worth of written work within a day. My teacher wanted it the next day so he could mark it and show it to my parents during report card day the day after. This was in the middle of jubilee practice, and I usually got home very late. On the verge of tears, I tell Mayu. She offered to write out notes for a couple of the chapters and e-mail them over that night. :-) I may not have taken up the offer, but it was the thought that counted. Thanks honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most memorable thing that he/she has said to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Hmmm... that's a hard one. There's "Picasco" and "Mitotis"..... i really can't decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2." I could type out a few chapters and e-mail them over. Would that help?" (Or, something to that effect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Couldn't happen. I'm married to Josh Groban, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Have to find someone else to paint that mural on my wall. (Yes, need to talk to you bout that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2.Have to figure out how to make a proper pie on my own. &gt;.&lt;;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lover , he/she has to improve on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It won't happen. I'm MARRIED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy , the reason is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. I really wouldn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2. That's easy, our choice in music. I'm ok with hers, she can't stand mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most desirable thing you want to do to him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Put her on the podium at Parliament,with live, international media coverage, then settle into a cosy little corner and watch the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2.Get her to New York so she can watch the lighting of the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The overall impression of he/her is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Has a sharp wit, that will carry her a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2.Is a very street smart character. Not someone you'd want to rob in a dark alley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go! And here's a sneak peak of my next post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOm5g037nQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YJxbn8-H5Q4/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOm5g037nQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YJxbn8-H5Q4/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253934413904583938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-3158821590794239113?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/3158821590794239113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=3158821590794239113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3158821590794239113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3158821590794239113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged-again.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged again.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOm5g037nQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YJxbn8-H5Q4/s72-c/IMG_1739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-6773584829497082258</id><published>2008-10-04T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:16:46.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know I can't turn down a tag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;h4 class="itemTitle"&gt;especially not from my niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The last person to tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Darling Niece, Tg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What relationship do you have with him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your 5 impressions towards him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)she sings&lt;br /&gt;b)looks like an elf&lt;br /&gt;c)has a funny way of blowing her nose&lt;br /&gt;d)has a natural flair for sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;e)very easily bribed by food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my niece in MAAN. Trust me, THAT always will be memorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most memorable thing that he/she has said to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No uncle, i'll have none. Adams sons are my brothers , and I have heard it's a SIN to be matched to one's kindred. (hank God she FINALLY married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End it, because it simply isn't proper for a niece to be her uncles lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receive the cold shoulder, seeing as she and her husband still live with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your lover , he/she has to improve on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she WON'T BE my lover. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy , the reason is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. But it was most likely My *cough&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;her&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cough* fault. :-) (no, i don't mean that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most desirable thing you want to do to him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET HER PROPERLY MARRIED. Preferably to someone of noble birth, any takers? Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The overall impression of he/her is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tongue moves with the speed and grace of a runaway horse. Fortunately, her mind works faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you think the people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmmm, that's some good cake, but my god, WHEN does it STOP TALKING?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The character for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the contrary , the thing you hate about yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that my tongue runs almost as fast as my niece's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron  Ben Israel. Gum Paste flower  wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pick a loved one and say something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;I choose C.B.G.S.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always keeping me in line, and ensuring that I focus on my studies rather than runaway with my heart like I usually do. You are my rocks, and I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten people to tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Kiran Pillay&lt;br /&gt;2Mayuri (this time hon, tag people you actually do know :-D)&lt;br /&gt;3 My daughter, Christina&lt;br /&gt;4 Jia Xin&lt;br /&gt;5 Meenakshi (I TAG you!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;6 Debbie. (Come on Friar, for me?)&lt;br /&gt;7 Kate.&lt;br /&gt;8 Don Pedro (for old time's sake?&lt;br /&gt;9 Joanna (he ain't heavy, He's my BROTHER!!)&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; someone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is no.2 having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I checked, she was married to a certain Gregory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is no.3 a female or a male?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What part of daughter don't you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If no.7 and no.10 were to get together would it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know, let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about no.5 and 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEFINITELY wouldn't happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is number 1 studying for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time you chatted with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is number 4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you ask her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk about no.2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like a yellow cupcake covered in Ganache. While it's all scary and intimidating on the outside,  dissect her and you'll find she's a bright bundle of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-6773584829497082258?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/6773584829497082258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=6773584829497082258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/6773584829497082258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/6773584829497082258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-know-i-cant-turn-down-tag.html' title='You know I can&apos;t turn down a tag...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2038275147760818609</id><published>2008-10-03T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:24:51.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Apple Muffins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://teamafy.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/hy016-hires.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://teamafy.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/hy016-hires.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let us forgive, forget and feast together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, ok..... slightly overdue, but better late than never, right? Well, I'm gonna make this a quick one, finals are one week away *shudder*. Just wanted to share this recipe. Made a batch to take over to Arisha's house (open houses, the perks of being Malaysian) as 'buah tangan'. Adapted from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'500 cupcakes and muffins'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fergal Connolly&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Original was called &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'apple and cinnamon muffins'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOdM4-nssSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XJggNmvPpuA/s1600-h/IMG_1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOdM4-nssSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XJggNmvPpuA/s320/IMG_1758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253252032116863266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Apple crumble muffins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makes 6 jumbo sized muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;=For Muffins=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~320g plain flour&lt;br /&gt;~125g brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;~4tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;~1+1/2tsp cinnamon+1/2tsp allspice&lt;br /&gt;~4tbsp veg oil&lt;br /&gt;~50g butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;~2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;~100ml milk + 75ml sour cream/yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~1 red apple, skinned and grated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;=For Topping=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~2 tbsp flour&lt;br /&gt;~1/4 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;~1 tbsp butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;175'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Line a six-cup Texas muffin tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine flour,sugar,baking powder and spices in a medium bowl. In a large bowl, beat remainder muffin ingredients till combined. Fold &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;dry&lt;/span&gt; ingredients into &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;wet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T OVERMIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NECESSARY&lt;/span&gt; to have a lumpy batter. Just stir till everything's moist. Divide batter into muffin tins, then set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rub butter into flour and sugar to make the topping. Distribute evenly over uncooked batter. Throw the lot into the oven for 20-25 mins. Take out, test, Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOdRlftK7SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_Rh8JBjt238/s1600-h/IMG_1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOdRlftK7SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_Rh8JBjt238/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253257194958941474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2038275147760818609?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2038275147760818609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2038275147760818609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2038275147760818609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2038275147760818609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-apple-muffins.html' title='Raya Apple Muffins.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SOdM4-nssSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XJggNmvPpuA/s72-c/IMG_1758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-5619985785795763807</id><published>2008-09-22T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T04:11:52.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of creamy cheese and sexy salsa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNdLaKZ1DtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NmTMblQ9thU/s1600-h/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNdLaKZ1DtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NmTMblQ9thU/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248746803564973778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNdMNf0ChYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RUEmXaGTd7w/s1600-h/IMG_1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNdMNf0ChYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RUEmXaGTd7w/s200/IMG_1667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248747685485380994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pasta al Formaggio topped off with a tomato salsa, serves 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For Salsa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;-Tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;-Red chillies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;-Onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;-Garlic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;-Lime Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;~Coriander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;~Salt and pepper, to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, you'll want to make this first. It'll last up to 3 days in the fridge. Notice how there are no measurements? That's cause that parts entirely up to you! :-D Like it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tomatoey&lt;/span&gt;? Throw in more tomatoes. Love your &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;onions&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;garlic&lt;/span&gt;? Toss in a couple of extra cloves. I love mine &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SPICY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and tend to kick it up with a few extra chillies. Anyways, roughly chop up everything except the tomatoes and coriander and throw them into a blender. Cut the tomatoes into quarters and blitz. Don't do this or too long, you want it to be a little chunky. It'll break down more when you put it on the heat. Heat up around 2 tbsp of olive oil in a pan. Pour paste in and simmer till thickened. DON'T FORGET TO STIR!!!!!! When desired consistency has been attained, throw in roughly chopped coriander. Done :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;~Angel hair pasta (quantity based on how much you can eat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;~1 tbs butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;~1/4 cup cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;~1/4 cup grated cheese.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;~ Salt and pepper to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cook pasta according to directions. I like to boil it with a clove of garlic for extra flavour.  When al dente ( not &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;rock hard&lt;/span&gt;, but not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;flaccid&lt;/span&gt; either), drain and run under cold water. Leave to one side. Heat up a pan and melt butter. Whisk in cream and cheese till the sauce is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Season. Toss in pre-cooked pasta . Done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I like using mozzarella, but feel free to experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Just top off your pasta with a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;GENEROUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dollop of salsa, and there you have it. A good dish to have on a sunny day, out in the garden, or just by the window staring at the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-5619985785795763807?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/5619985785795763807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=5619985785795763807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5619985785795763807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/5619985785795763807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-creamy-cheese-and-sexy-salsa.html' title='Of creamy cheese and sexy salsa...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNdLaKZ1DtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NmTMblQ9thU/s72-c/IMG_1669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-8233698496508243266</id><published>2008-09-20T01:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:16:58.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon buns</title><content type='html'>I'm off to Johor for the weekend. Expect to see a post on pasta al' formagio (did I spell that right?) topped off with some tomato salsa. For now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNSwgydko7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VEpmUJAwdK8/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNSwgydko7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VEpmUJAwdK8/s320/IMG_1456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248013543141581746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNSwgydko7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VEpmUJAwdK8/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LONG LIVE THE JUBILEE TEAM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-8233698496508243266?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/8233698496508243266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=8233698496508243266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8233698496508243266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/8233698496508243266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-off-to-johor-for-weekend.html' title='Cinnamon buns'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNSwgydko7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VEpmUJAwdK8/s72-c/IMG_1456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-3660142049403179947</id><published>2008-09-17T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:12:12.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RECYCLE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNH-k7qXDJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BBOe-hAHI7k/s1600-h/newspaper+flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 403px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNH-k7qXDJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BBOe-hAHI7k/s400/newspaper+flyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247254951307447442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard me, we're DESPERATE  for your trash! Help us, to help you, to help our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;GO GREEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-3660142049403179947?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/3660142049403179947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=3660142049403179947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3660142049403179947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/3660142049403179947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/recycle_17.html' title='RECYCLE!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SNH-k7qXDJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BBOe-hAHI7k/s72-c/newspaper+flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-4962283751964904564</id><published>2008-09-15T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:21:54.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becase I got tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I tag anyone who has messed up a recipe they'd done dozens of times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;On the topside of my left hand. Was prepping apples for a pie. Knife slipped. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Culinary Arts articles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;a faithful companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I can't answer that, it'd be too confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Around 2.30 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; A mug of hot chocolate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;piled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; high with whipped cream, marshmallows and a Kit Kat crunchy sticking out of the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Lucky number 7 went M.I.A)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. WHAT'S YOUR MIDDLE NAME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;   Cupcake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. THE BEST TV SHOW EVER CREATED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Hell's Kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; My dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Sometimes though, much less than I used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Several people actually, for reasons they could not control. Well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, 2 of them could, but the rest couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOGNE / PERFUME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mimifroufrou.com/scentedsalamander/i/pleasures%20delight%20ad%20shot_30%25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.mimifroufrou.com/scentedsalamander/i/pleasures%20delight%20ad%20shot_30%25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Pleasures Delight, by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Estee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Lauder. It smells like Deserts!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;* James Bond voice * Do I look like a give a damn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. WOULD YOU RATHER BE SMART OR FUNNY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Does this have to be an either/or situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINKS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;A tall caramel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;machiato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Cheese, chicken and MORE CHEESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. IF YOU CAN EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ghiradelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; chocolate chip cookie. Make that 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; I have a hunch, but I'm not too sure if I'm right. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. DO YOU SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Very, very, very BAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;. Horrendous, in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;My favourite stuffed toy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hanee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;. A small hound dog from Hush Puppies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yes. JOSH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GROBAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE-JOINTED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;In which area are you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;refering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. FAVOURITE CLOTHING BRAND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;If it fits and looks good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kancil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. WHAT COLOUR IS IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Baby blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF EXERCISE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Swimming, Dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Unfortunately, been there,done that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Doing little things every so often. Just because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 34.67895&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BLONDES&lt;/span&gt; OR BRUNETTES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;refer to 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I mostly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, so, can't answer that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Pessimistic people who CONSTANTLY REFUSE to see the bright side of life. It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; to have your bad days, but would it kill you to laugh a little once in a blue baboon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE U.S.?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; of direction must really be off. I had NO IDEA I was even IN the US to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;My Ego. Bruise that, and I'll be out for quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. TATER TOTS OR FRIES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Fries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. FIRST JOB?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Never had one to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. EVER PRANK CALLED SOMEONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Nope. Lost childhood, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED OUT THIS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Napping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;' reduction in the chest area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Because I was tagged twice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;My 'gift of the gab', whatever the hell that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Darn it, I was looking forward to using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Frangelico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;A free-stand mixer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. HO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Provided I have at least one, I'll be content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Let me get back to you on that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;48. WHICH FINGER[S] IS YOUR FAVORITE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;*Stares at fingers* I can't decide, I LOVE EM' ALL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;You don't need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yep, I'd say it looks kinda neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Chicken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. ANY BAD HABITS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Talking about myself too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Again, No Comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;If I liked me, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. DO LOOKS MATTER?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;If you look like a Greek God but think a debate is something you use to catch fish with, I'm afraid we don't have much of a future together. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE YOUR ANGER?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; KNEAD BREAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. DO YOU TRUST OTHERS EASILY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; More than I'd like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Refer to 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;More than I use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. DO YOU USE SARCASM?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Sarcasm? What is this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;CAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-EM? I don't believe I've ever heard of it before. Is it a kind of wild-river Salmon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. DO YOU KNOW ANYONE FAMOUS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I might?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I hope I haven't, it sounds like a painful place to be in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; A love for food and a sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Must I answer this? I have too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. HOW MANY PAIRS OF SHOES DO YOU HAVE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; 6-7 pairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. DO YOU UN-TIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. WERE YOU UPSET ABOUT STEVE IRWIN DYING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Very much so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOUR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CHoColaTe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. ARE YOU LAZY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE COLOURS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Blue, brown and pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BAND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Rascal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74. HOW MANY WISDOM TEETH DO YOU HAVE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Again, I'll get back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;If they want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Angels we have heard on high- J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;osh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, and Brian McKnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Fish ball soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;My mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Their VOICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. FAVORITE THOUGHT PROVOKING SONG:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Per Te-Josh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; High School Musical ^.^;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82. FAVORITE DRINK:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Refer to 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. FAVORITE ZODIAC SIGN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Leo *ROAR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SPORT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Dark brown, the brown that you see in 70% dark chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. EYE COLOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;refer to 85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I wish I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. SIBLINGS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;An older brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. FAVORITE MONTH(s)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;December, because it feels like a holiday all on it's own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I'll eat it in a pinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Anthony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Bourdain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, A cook's travels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Valentines Day. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; as it is, it has a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; charm of it's own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Yes...I wouldn't even be able to look them in the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Winter!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. KISSES OR HUGS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Can I have both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE-NIGHT STANDS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;97. WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Do I look like a cheap fortune teller to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. WHO IS THE LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Refer to 97.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Create your own question!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;What do you think, of a rose flavored cupcake, covered with rose scented whipped cream piped to look like a rose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. IS ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Why don't you ask them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-4962283751964904564?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/4962283751964904564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=4962283751964904564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4962283751964904564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/4962283751964904564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/becase-i-got-tagged.html' title='Becase I got tagged...'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1821169918175858406</id><published>2008-09-14T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:52:20.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Melissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Noble&lt;/span&gt;, The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Honorable&lt;/span&gt;, The &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Wise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;All Knowing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Melissa De &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bruyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Choon Ming May&lt;/span&gt;. Never would you associate her in any &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scandal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Nor would you find her doing anything&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOFY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUT OF THE NORM&lt;/span&gt;. No...... not Melissa. She is but the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;, the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;STOIC &lt;/span&gt;person alive. She has NO sense of humour. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;, not Melissa. In fact, to sum her up in a word, she would be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM403RPTYBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kcddwWVlMMg/s1600-h/melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM403RPTYBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kcddwWVlMMg/s200/melissa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246188740058243090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, if you really believed that drivel, you're EVIDENTLY don't know her&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE THIS KID!!!!&lt;/span&gt; You never know what she has going up in her head, but whatever it is, you know its gonna be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; BLAST!&lt;/span&gt; She somehow manages to constantly exude a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;semblance&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;calm&lt;/span&gt;, under which an aura of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;insa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. And I meant that in the nicest way possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So why bring her up? Well, whenever I think of De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bruyne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Choon&lt;/span&gt;, I always associate her with creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt;, simply because she is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;possession&lt;/span&gt; of one of my lifelong longings.... A CHEF'S TORCH. And from what I hear, she yields it pretty well. When she first told me about her creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt; adventures, I first got jealous, then curious....... could you actually make that thing, without the blowtorch?So, pig headed as I was, I decided to try it on my own, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WITHOUT A PROPER RECIPE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh, and a side note, I had no idea how I was gonna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt; the damn thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but I'd cross that river when I came to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NATURALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it turned out a disaster. The custard was an uncooked river in the centre, but resembled scrambled eggs at the sides, The '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt; top' which I so 'cleverly' discovered could be done in the oven, wasn't even properly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt;-ed. The whole thing was a mess. So, I did what any girl in my position would do, I dragged my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;broken heart&lt;/span&gt; off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Brickfields&lt;/span&gt; to do some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Deepavali&lt;/span&gt;  shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While attempting to  SQUEEZE myself  out of a particularly tight  ( not to mention expensive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;punjabi&lt;/span&gt; suit, I get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt; from  Melissa asking how the creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt; went. After a couple of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;SMSes&lt;/span&gt; with me telling her what happened, darling that she was, She &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TYPED OUT&lt;/span&gt;  her whole recipe and sent it to me with her blessings. Spirit renewed, i tried again. And now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM46R1nTkcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Jwc303Rl28/s1600-h/IMG_1677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM46R1nTkcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Jwc303Rl28/s200/IMG_1677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246194694057333186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dare you to tell me that doesn't look like a work of art to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The result I got with her instructions ( with a little tweaking of my own) were incredible! Decadent, custard the colour fresh coconut cream. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Smooth, rich&lt;/span&gt; and not cloyingly sweet and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;fragrant&lt;/span&gt;, heavenly so. I imagine it to be one of those things you'd turn to after a particularly nasty break up with someone whose been with you for 10 years. Be warned though, the custard takes a while to set up, at least 6 hours, but the result is well worth it. And now, dear reader, I pass the recipe on to you.  The little brackets at the sides show you what I did, so it's up to you. Follow hers or mine. Either way, you'll find it to be something difficult enough for you to feel like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;competent&lt;/span&gt; cook, easy enough to not scare you away, and comforting enough to be enjoyed thoroughly at the end of a rough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM49ofa9ulI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hQczQVR4wHY/s1600-h/IMG_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM49ofa9ulI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hQczQVR4wHY/s200/IMG_1674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246198381771864658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;CREME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;BRULEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; makes 2, 4 inch ramekins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;~1 cup cream ( 2/3 cream + 1/3 milk )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;~2 Tbsp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;castor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; sugar ( 1 + 1/2 Tbsp )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~3 medium egg yolks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;~1/2 tsp vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;~(zest of half an orange)&lt;br /&gt;~ 4 Tbsp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;castor&lt;/span&gt; sugar to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;brulee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Preheat oven to 150'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Beat yolks with the vanilla and heat the cream and sugar (with orange zest, if using) over the stove. When cream has heated up, slowly mix it into the beaten egg yolks little by little. This is called tempering the eggs. You're bringing up the temperature of the yolks slowly, and therefore avoiding an inedible mess of sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;eggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; clumps floating in an orange scented liquid. Take this custard and strain it ( into a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; liquid measuring cup for ease ) divide among your ramekins. I imagine teacups would be an absolutely adorable substitution for these, just make sure they are oven safe) place ramekins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; into a pan and transfer into your waiting, preheated oven. Pour hot water into the pan until halfway up the bowls, being careful not to splash any into the custard mix. This is called a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Bain&lt;/span&gt; Marie. It is usually used to cook egg based desserts, as it provides slow, even heating which results in a smooth texture. Bake for 25-30 minute. You'll have to eyeball this part, when shaken, the custards should jiggle a little in the centre but be firm at the sides. But DON'T &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;EXCEED&lt;/span&gt; the time. Let cool IN THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;BAIN&lt;/span&gt; MARIE,  and when slightly warm to the touch, let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; cool some more outside the water bath. When cool, let set in the fridge for AT LEAST six hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;For the caramel top- If you have a torch, just dust the tops of the cold custards with the sugar and melt it to the hue you want. If you don't, melt the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; over the stove with 2 Tbsp of water, then QUICKLY spoon caramel over top of custards. In both cases, be careful, the sugar continues to cook for a couple of seconds after the heat has been removed.And a sugar that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; has been burnt too long ends up BITTER rather than SWEET. Always stop at a lighter shade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; then the one you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; to achieve, and work from there. you can always add more heat if you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM5EDtlCilI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HUCMXQKrl3I/s1600-h/IMG_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM5EDtlCilI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HUCMXQKrl3I/s200/IMG_1671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246205446498454098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S- Melissa's picture Mercilessly Stolen From KBB's blog. Don't worry, I'll pay her back with cinnamon buns later. ;-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM5DxbMNGfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0ivSUYscb6A/s1600-h/IMG_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1821169918175858406?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1821169918175858406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1821169918175858406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1821169918175858406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1821169918175858406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-melissa.html' title='Thank You Melissa'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SM403RPTYBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/kcddwWVlMMg/s72-c/melissa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-1775237094823987226</id><published>2008-09-11T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T07:06:12.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyful Joyful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;It felt like the right thing to do. No food yet, but don't worry, recipes will be coming up soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;5.Put this on your journal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Down to the sea- The little mermaid 2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( well, I'm not a child born of sea and shore so I really don't see what the problem is...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;2.How would you describe yourself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Hasta Mi Final - Il Divo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( You can find the English translation here =&gt; http://www.allthelyrics.com/forum/spanish-lyrics-translation/27620-il-divo-hasta-mi-final.html . Read them, and understand my confusion.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;3.What do you like in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Don't let go (with Sarah Mclachlan)- Bryan Adams &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( Well, I do like hugs. Though, some space would be nice once in a while.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;4.How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;For longer than forever - Swan Princess soundtrack&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( Like a swan turned human dreaming of prince charming? I can live with that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;5.What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Me and Mrs. Jones - Michael Buble &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( For the record, if it were really spot on it would read 'me and MR. Jones'. Just to clear up any cobwebs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;6.What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Lean on me - Michael Buble &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(Yes actually. If you ever do have a problem, come to me. I might not be able to help, but if listening makes things easier, then Fire Away!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" face="Helvetica"&gt;7. What do your friends think of you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Billy Brown - Mika &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;(.... I really wish my life were THAT interesting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="Helvetica"&gt;8.What do you think of your parents?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perfect day-Clay Aiken &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( Well, not perfect. But could be worse.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;9.What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;You Raise me up - Westlife&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( Right song, WRONG artist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;10.What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Hit me up- Gia Farrell (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; Quadruplets!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;11.What do you think of your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;So amazing - Beyonce and Stevie Wonder &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( *pats i-pod* Couldn't have said it better myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;12.What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Bad Habits - My favourite highway &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( *glares at i-pod*........ I take that back.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;13.What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( cliche.... but rather accurate.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;14.What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;It's not just me - Rascal Flatts &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( Hopelessly, Madly, Deeply, Truly in LOVE with someone who might not like me back? Isn't that what PUBERTY'S for?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;15.What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Machine - Josh Groban feat. Herbie Hancock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( A workaholic? great....I'm sooooo thrilled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;16.What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Can you feel the love tonight- Timon and Pumba&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( ooh ooh ooooh... Do I get the warthog and meerkat too? The wedding packages you find nowadays! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;17.What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Dearest - Ayumi Hamasaki &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( Lyrics here =&gt; http://www.lyrics007.com/Ayumi%20Hamasaki%20Lyrics/Dearest%20(English)%20Lyrics.html     Please explain. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;18.What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Finale - Kristin Chenoweth&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; (.....huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;19.What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;London Bridges - Fergie &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( i never knew there was a superstition about walking under bridges. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;20.What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;You don't know me - Michael Buble &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;( And I don't intend for you to find out. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;21.What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Glory - Jim Brickman&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( hmmmm.... open to interpretation.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;22.What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 128, 96);"&gt;Joyful Joyful - Lauryn Hill&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; ( Whatever you say.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-1775237094823987226?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/1775237094823987226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=1775237094823987226' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1775237094823987226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/1775237094823987226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/joyful-joyful.html' title='Joyful Joyful'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7518143043542079463</id><published>2008-09-05T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:47:07.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Keilly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.armchair.com/store/gourmet/baking/cookies/angel1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 212px;" src="http://www.armchair.com/store/gourmet/baking/cookies/angel1b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing you're sick with everyone telling you they 'know how you feel' and that 'everything will be ok'. Well, I won't lie, things won't be the same again. Losing someone, especially someone as close as your father was to you is a hard, hard thing to get over. But believe it or not, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time heals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Though, be patient. It's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;slow worker&lt;/span&gt;, not unlike our TNB workmen. However, in time, the pain eases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're not very close, and I never knew your father, I'm sure he was a remarkable man, to have raised a daughter like you. It's ok to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;upset&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But please, come to us if you ever need to get anything of your chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be waiting with a listening ear and a warm cinnamon bun at hand. You have a family at school who loves you, just as much as your family at home does. And we'll be there for you, whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the funeral. Above all I'm sorry for your loss. I really do wish I could do more (and if I can, don't hesitate to let me know ) but for now, I leave you with a promise of the biggest, warmest, squishiest hug i could possibly give. &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you Keilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My prayers are with you. God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1381/1002125282_e1baa226b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1381/1002125282_e1baa226b7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't make this, but kudos to the baker out there who did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7518143043542079463?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7518143043542079463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7518143043542079463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7518143043542079463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7518143043542079463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-keilly.html' title='For Keilly.'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1381/1002125282_e1baa226b7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-2567659890938478988</id><published>2008-08-24T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T03:07:48.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I start up again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've neglected this darling blog of mine for a year!!!! I'm sorry *cringe* it's amazing how time flies by without you noticing what's going on! I've had a blast this year, a lot has happened, which will all be updated in time. However, I begin with a challenge today. I've been tagged by a certain flying kidney bean, or rather an oddly shaped bat, whichever way you wanna see it. So, here I go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;1. Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;3. At the end, you need to choose 5 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4. No tags back!! Srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;1. I can't ride a bicycle. As pathetic as it seems, I just can't seem to balance on one of those damn things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;2. I'm not as bimbo as I make myself out to be. Really!!! Behind the dummy, there actually resides a pretty smart chick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;3. I LOVE CARDCAPTOR SAKURA. AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;4. I get sweaty palms whenever asked to write an essay in BM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;5. I used to go for voice training lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;6. I'm scared of fish heads. Don't laugh! Growing up in Malaysia makes it impossible for you not to go into a chinese restaurant. Thing is, these places fry their fish WHOLE. Tail, head, the works. And through some form of messed up divine intervention, the head always, ALWAYS, faces me when I'm actually eating the fish. Ever had something you were currently eating stare at you while you did so? Yeah, not pleasant. &gt;.&lt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;7. I'm in LOVE with Josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Wait.... everyone knows that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;8. Josh and I are engaged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;He just doesn't know yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;9. I get very giggly whenever I see Josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;, or Paolo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Montalban&lt;/span&gt; perform. *swoon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;10. I'm painfully aware of the fact that I talk about myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. It bugs me, and I'm trying to kick the habit. This blog post doesn't count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;11. I've swallowed a fly before. Don't ask me how it tasted, I was too busy gagging to figure that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;12. I talk to myself when doing my homework. I find it's less lonely that way. Especially when doing add math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;13. I don't understand football. I mean, instead of getting all those guys to run after ONE ball, can't they just buy MORE BALLS? Is the price of rubber really that high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;14. My hands are too warm to pipe icing for very long. Whenever I'm decorating a cake, I have to plunge my hands into ice cold water every minute or two to prevent the icing from melting in the bag. @.@ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;15. My first cook book was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nigella&lt;/span&gt; Lawson's 'How to be a domestic Goddess'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;And there we go! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.... so now i tag....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;1. A stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;2. A writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;3. A baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;4. A candlestick maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5. And Don Pedro!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-2567659890938478988?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/2567659890938478988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=2567659890938478988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2567659890938478988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/2567659890938478988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-start-up-again.html' title='And I start up again.....'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7367852009232488814</id><published>2007-09-20T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:22:29.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>The new 3 lettered word....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/RvKPi2_mmuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rIcI-994WxQ/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 194px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/RvKPi2_mmuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rIcI-994WxQ/s200/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112306356059544290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'll only say it once&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.......................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...................................................................................................................................................................... &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.........................................................................................&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;PMR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The sweaty palms, The reciting of history facts in your sleep.......................... All of which I'm not experiencing. I'm not sure if I should be worried that I'm not worried or not, A feeling most wouldn't understand unless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; they were sitting for an exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways, I am unfortunately, one of those who has to munch on something while studying. Call it a chronic habit. And now that The countdown is down to 2 digit numbers, I rarely have the time to make anything elaborate, let alone anything. But close friends and family know that I get a little....jittery when I don't make anything for a while. I have odd dreams, I'll make funny motions with my hands(which look very much like how one makes an icing rose) and I'll be restless. Which is why the parents lift my 'baking ban' around once a month.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So, with my need to snack, and lack of time, there are 2 main things I make:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Brownies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Flourless peanut butter and Chocolate chip cookies.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've got pictures for the second option, I'll show you that. Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/RvKOqG_mmtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/votmtXd5G7U/s1600-h/cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/RvKOqG_mmtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/votmtXd5G7U/s200/cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112305381101968082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;" &gt;Flourless Peanut Butter and Chocolate Chip Cookies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chunky peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;1 large egg ( lightly beaten)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup semisweet chocolate chips ( I used buttons, simply cause they were in my fridge ;P)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Preheat oven to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;180'C&lt;/span&gt;. Stir everything except the chocolate together. When well combined, stir in chocolate. The dough was a bit stiff at this point, so I just kneaded the buttons in with my hands. No biggie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) With moistened hands ( good idea to have a small bowl of water nearby ) Roll your dough about a tablespoon at a time into balls and place on a lined baking sheet 2 inches apart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Bake till golden and puffy, around &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12-14 minutes&lt;/span&gt;. Cool 5 mins on sheets, then transfer to rack to cool completely.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7367852009232488814?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7367852009232488814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7367852009232488814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7367852009232488814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7367852009232488814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-3-lettered-word.html' title='The new 3 lettered word....'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/RvKPi2_mmuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rIcI-994WxQ/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899982925211324142.post-7463977418568001056</id><published>2007-08-17T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T18:25:48.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To a new beginning....</title><content type='html'>To a new blog, and hopefully, constant posting as well! -lol-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899982925211324142-7463977418568001056?l=whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/feeds/7463977418568001056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899982925211324142&amp;postID=7463977418568001056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7463977418568001056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899982925211324142/posts/default/7463977418568001056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whiteplates-abuela.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-new-beginning.html' title='To a new beginning....'/><author><name>Mallini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05399869504229296476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r1tc7O1KWms/SYa1SErUy3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/slPLYQzjAFE/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
