Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Look Who’s Cooking!!!

She's working it out!

This is the first cookbook by Eva Longoria, one of the hottest woman of the century, with the curves to die for, both by her male and female fan. She wrote this book, of course by the help of others, i.e. PA, mother, sisters, personal chef, nutritionist, editor, graphic designer, photographer, stylist, make-up artist and the list goes on. Just look at the book cover, how can she struts herself confidently like that after cooking? I mean if it happens in real life. Yes, it’s for marketing purpose obviously. A real housewife doesn’t look sleek and clean and yummy like that after working her ass off in the kitchen, huh? By the look of the cover and the book title, Eva’s Kitchen: Cooking with Love for Family and Friends, you might find yourself feeling inferior when you realize that this does not happen to all of us most of the time.

I’m having a little tiny bit of problem here when it comes to food. I love to eat, I don’t mind waiting for my food while it is being prepared, but I don’t really fancy cooking for myself, or for others. Kesian laki aku, I know. But, on the other side, I don’t mind washing the dishes or cleaning the kitchen after having the meal prepared by others. In some occasion, especially during my student days in the UK, I would find myself in the kitchen, cooking, when there was no one else preparing food for me or when I felt like hosting a makan-makan for my friends. And baking is not in my dictionary, mind you.

To my future husband, please bear with me, please accept the way I am, that one of my weaknesses is I am not a great cook. But to tell you the truth, I have this intention that I’ll try my best to cook for you, at least once a week, once we live together. Insha’ Allah. I know that you are better cook than myself, that’s why I fell in love with you *puke* (I knew it! You must have put something in the food that I ate). I really appreciate that you spent the whole month of winter holiday of 2007 cooking for me and my “friends”. Dear “friends”, you know who you are. Lol. Come to think of it now, how could I be easily fooled by your ayam masak merah, nasi ayam, nasi minyak, nasi lemak etc at that time, not knowing that you had a hidden agenda! Pfftt.

Well, it’s going to be a huge challenge altogether when we shift to another stage of our life. I just want to be reminded, how I fell in love with you 3 years ago. Definitely, kuasa air tangan has proved to be one of the reasons. Just so you know Sayang, being pretty (sleek-cum-clean-cum-polished-cum-yummy) and cooking fingerlicious food don't go along well together. I can only do ONE thing at a time. Peace out :p

My Dear "Friends" hehehehehe (January 2008)

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Sugar Sugar

Sugar...

Oh Honey, Honey...

You are my candy girl...

And you got me wanting you...

- The Archies






Yes Sugar, you got me wanting you!

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I'm a tea addict first, sugar addict second.

In general, I don't think my tea addiction would bring any problems to me in the future.

But, with my sugar intake that goes along with the tea-drinking habit, I think it would create major problems to my health in 30 years time (or less than that)!

I consume 3 teaspoons of sugar every morning together with my hot tea. 

Every weekdays morning without fail! And sometimes in the evening too, after work.

I didn't realize that I consume that much until I receive many comments on my sugar intake recently.

To make it worst, I also add sugar to the 3-in-1 Nescafe (occasionally I love to drink coffee too), which already had sugar and other additives in the premix.

I keep trying to overcome this addiction. Hmmm.. Not really.. I don't try at all. The correct term is that I keep thinking, how to overcome this addiction.

No wonder I've became flabby and flabby by day. Pfft

I could only think one solution to overcome this addiction constant worry-ness.


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Maybe by singing this song while drinking my sugary tea will make me less guilty!


Thursday, March 10, 2011

Coliseum Cafe, Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman

People close to me know that I like history. Not that much these days. But very much during my school days.

I can talk about history for hours. I can bore you to death. I might amuse you with the stories too.

I also mastered the Tingkatan Tiga & Tingkatan Lima Sejarah's textbook.

What a boring kid I was. That's what happened when you sent your kid to a boarding school.


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Back to my original intention of writing this entry.

One fine day (on weekdays), I went to KL all the way from Putrajaya.

After several attempts before, I managed to drag Boyfie to Coliseum Cafe at Jalan TAR. It was established in 1921. That was like before WWII :0

I first heard about this Cafe from my Fatso's cousins. Why we call us Fatso? Because we live to eat. 

#1 Hidup untuk Makan. #2 Makan untuk Hidup. We tried our best to follow Rule #2. But we always ended up with Rule #1. Pfft

The Fatso's said that the waitresses of the Cafe are old Chinese aunties.

Being a boring girl woman I am (since forever), I easily get excited on the idea of old Chinese aunties work in an ancient cafe as waitresses.




Next to Coliseum Theatre. Opposite Kamdar.



Fatso in action. Missing the other Fatso's.



Hunger in Disguise


To get the utmost antic feeling that goes along with the entire ambience, you are advised to put on Sherlock-Holmes-hat @ deerstalker like the Mat Salleh guy at my back. 
 
Service was fast. The waiter that served us named 'Captain Morgan'. He got a name tag like the one we always see on government servants. 

I read a review about the waiters' uniforms that looks like they had never been changed for years. And its true!



Captain Morgan


You can't really see the stains on his uniform especially at the front pocket area because of the quality of the pictures that I took. But I swear his shirt was full of food stains and he seemed that he doesn't give a damn about it. Or maybe he thinks he's cool.


We ordered Chicken Chop (RM16.90) and Baked Crab Meat (RM16.90). Captain Morgan offered us Bread and Butter and Boyfie thought it was complimentary. Hell, no! Hohoho.. Four pieces of bread and cold butter cost us maybe RM4.00++. Can't remember the exact price.



Chicken Chop


It was written in the menu that the Chicken Chop will be served with vegetable. I thought the 'vegetable' would be 'typical fresh garden salad' but it wasn't. It was minced vegetable (maybe spinach) that tasteless. Very Popeye-ish. Other than that, the Chicken Chop and the mushroom gravy taste just nice.


I didn't grow muscle like Popeye afterwards. Sad.


Obviously, you can get nicer and cheaper one in other places. Like _____________ and _____________. I forgot the name of the place. I'll blog later.






Boyfie was not happy with the Baked Crab Meat. It wasn't about the taste. It was because of the portion. He thought that it was OVERLY priced.

However, I thought the Baked Crab Meat that was served with mayonnaise, two slices of tomato and lettuce was delicious. But still cannot lawan the famous Crab Meat in Kemaman (can't remember the name of the place again!).


Not a single sight of Chinese aunties :(


I was tempted to try the grilled dish when looking at the waiter pouring the sauce next to the customer's table right before he served it to the them. The sizzling sound and smell made you feel like ordering more food. But I stopped looking at the waiter when I saw Boyfie's meaningful glare at me.


Old bar serving alcoholic drinks


I heard that they serve cheap alcoholic drinks. That's may be the reason why the Mat Sallehs like to go there.
Since I couldn't order any grilled dish anymore, I ordered Cream Caramel (RM4.00) while Boyfie was having 'desserts' of his own. Yes, there is a smoke-free area/bar where you can chill with friends after meal.





In my opinion, the Cafe has low maintenance. Basic maintenance will do. It seems that they maintain the same old furniture for years. The unique part of the Cafe was the frame hanging on its wall and other paraphernalia.

There were old cartoons by Lat, framed newspaper clippings dated 1950's and maps/books that has gone yellow in the bar that can make you feel you are in a different era while you are there.

 All these elements make the whole 'rustic/antic' ambiance works out effortlessly. The Cafe has the originality that Old Town or Kluang Station do not have. I believe the originality has made the loyal customers keep coming back.


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I'm sure you know why I like this Cafe by now.

And I have one good reason to come back.

I'll definitely drop by again when I feel that the old Chinese aunties are on shift.


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For more review

http://www.gourmetgarden.com.my/2009/01/06/coliseum-cafe-serving-old-school-hainanese-dishes-and-western-cuisine/
http://withinmeitzeu.blogspot.com/2011/01/coliseum-cafe-hotel-jalan-tar-jalan.html
http://juliansi.blogspot.com/2008/07/coliseum-cafe-kl-funny-quotes-and.html
http://eiling.blogspot.com/2009/06/coliseum-cafe.html 


Monday, March 7, 2011

Red & White


I've always like red and white.

And Dayana seems to know it ;)

As I was taken by surprise of the whole thing that happened that night, Arif was otherwise.

The only thing that Arif didn't know was that Dayana has brought homemade Pavlova and put them in the car that he drove. Pfft

A part of me still doesn't want to believe him.

I think the homemade Pavlova by Dayana deserves a separate entry.

A close-up of photo of the Pavlova would do its justice.


Arif & Dayana





Me & Boyfie



I'm sorry. I might have to rephrase the 'close-up' part.

Yes, the pictures look more like a close-up photo of our face right?!

But I swear this is the best ever Pavlova I've ever tried.

As it was made with love ;)