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papaya

Published December 30, 2011 by crystalights

 

ini betik. 

dari pokok.

yang mak tanam.

 

sblm aku fly, pkok tu tk berbuah2 pn, siap ader yg ckp pkok tu pkok betik jantan = tkde harapan berbuah.

tapi2,

balik2 aku tgok buah berderet2 kt atas pokok tu.

tk sgke dpt mkn betik yg mak tanam smbil duduk2 kt ruang tamu rumah ni watching my family watch tv.

watching my little brothers eat kuetiaw with fried chicken. (yg aku awal2 dh mkn dlu).

and me eating the tiramisu cake tht my oldr sistr bought. all frm the pasar mlm. (yup, pasar mlm kt kmpung cam ni pn ader tiramisu cake).

i feel bad sbb tk blikn dier aper2, hri 2 tk smpat singgah bli bag yg aku dh plan nk bli utk dier tuh.

well.

(nsib baik ader bwk balik bnda lain yg lbih).

 

hihihihi

alhamdulillah.

 

mcm ni pun satu nikmat yg besar utk aku

after being away for so long.

 

(sbnrnye aku ader rse cam nrvous psl somethng else but. biarkn je la. aku berserah pd Dia).

insyaAllah.

think.

Published December 12, 2011 by crystalights

 

because mom and mak long is coming over soon,

i changed rooms with my housemate.

so now we have room for 3 people.

 

i don’t know why but i feel like something’s amiss.

 

anyway,

i’m craving for this

like. really.

i remember eating that once during the fasting month, i think.

and although someone was responding as if it’s really a pity that i’m eating instant noodles for breaking my fast, i really don’t think she gets it.

it’s not torture,

it’s like a (guilty) treat.

it’s yummy, and quick, and might be a bit unhealthy, but it’s good (in a delicious way).

 

so i think,

even when i might think someone is suffering,

it could be that they’re really happy and doing fine.

 

and i think,

even when i might think that someone is really happy and doing fine,

it could be that they are secretly suffering.

 

i can’t know everything,

but perhaps the least that can be done is at least, erm..care?

 

yeah.

in a voluntary sort of way but not completely smothering/suffocating.

 

(now i think i’m trying to get over my “grieving” so erm. whatever~)

cerita ceritera

Published July 30, 2011 by crystalights

aku ngantok dan pnat sbnrnye.

 

tpi memandangkan esok siangnya yg terakhir sblm ramadhan dan malamnya yg pertama utk ramadhan jd biarla aku cerita beransur2 dlu sblm dilanda ksibukan yg mgkin mendatang nnti.

 

hari ni kitorg berusrah.

cerita psl ramadhan la.

aku mcm tk berape khusyu’ sgt (aku rse sbb aku cam distracted lately)

tpi skit2 yg aku ingat is pasal puase yg 3 category tu;

yg 1st is puase stakat tahan lapar dahage je,

yg 2nd is puase tahan lapar dahage and kawal pancaindera (puase khusus)

yg 3rd is puase tahan semua t’msuk pancaindera dan stiap wktu dia mengingati tuhannya smpai stiap wktunya terjaga dari kemungkaran (puase yg khusus kpd khusus).

 

aku pn tk tahu aku mmpu ke nk puase ke tahap yg smpai diredhai tuhan

tpi aku rse alhamdulillah tuhan bagi peluang utk mnjalani semua ni, insyaAllah.

 

aku baking sbnrnye siang tdi

smpai rmh kkak usrah pn lmbat sbb nk siapkn icing (tk sempat keras pn sbb nk cpt tdi)

and tried some other patterns. tpi gune icing yg same je.

name dier fairy cake.

alhamdulillah. (siap la jugak).

 

balik dari usrah singgah uni buat keje skit (konon cam nk dptkn mood student gigih la kot. tpi ntah btul ke tidak tu tk brape pasti la. aku jst rse nk train my brain skit. dh sbln lbih b’cuti takut “berkarat”).

 

anyway,

smlm rse best sgt.

after klas tafsir kt surau/msjid, i had this long chat with 1 of the sistr (yg under isma jgk).

and then we kinda talked.

abt life and things and pple.

pas 2 dier cm ckp psl wlwpun dier tk ksah sbb dier phm, tpi not many pple cn get used to my prsonality.

 

smenjak dua menjak ni baru aku prasan psl personality aku tu.

aku ingtkn aku normal la jgk, tkdela pelik sgt ke aper.

pas 2 bile org ckp aku ader strong personality, baru aku cam terfikir “strong ke?”

sbb aku ingtkan ni normal.

sbb aku tk rse mcm strong sgt pn;

maybe sbb aku fikir, strong personality tu yg lg “extra” drpd aku (bcause i’ve seen them so i didn’t really think tht i have 1).

 

tak prasan pulak personality mcm aku ni strong personality.

maybe smtimes my personality is annoying other people kot.

tak tau la.

 

anyway, skrg kt rmh ni tinggal sikit org.

hsemate aku balik msia smlm (tk sure bile exactly dier akn come back).

hsemate yg balik indonesia a few mnths ago pn tk balik2 lg.

hsemate yg lg sorang tu dh pindah kluar dh lbih kurang a few weeks ago ke tmpat lain, maybe nxt mnth kot dier balik singapore.

tinggal la aku ngn hsemate lg sorg ni. and dier pn nk pindah rmh lbih kurang 2 minggu lg.

i think,

i’m probably gonna be alone by mid-ramadhan.

 

tkpela.

biar tuhan yg tntukan.

Dia yg tahu apa yg lbih baik utk aku.

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before2 nk berpisah tu

hari tu ktorg prgi mkn same2,

ye la smpena birthday 1 of them ngn “farewell” skali.

 

ktorg mkn mknan afghan.

aku rse sdap la mknan afghan ni, dier tk trlalu berempah sgt tpi dier ckup rse rempah.

it was nice.

tpi tkdela mkn slalu kot. (ini pn order makanan utama dua set tpi yg makan 3 org).

sbnrnye (sblm dtgnyer ramadhan) aku teringin nk mkn mknn yg aku suke

ni

fries (with vietnamese sauce)

kt “lord of the fries”, (city).

mcm biasela mostly klau fries kt sni memang takde chilli sauce pn dlm menu.

yg byknyer, sauce2 yg tk pedas.

vietnamese sauce ni dier ckp chilli + mayo (tpi tk rse pedas mne pn).

ni la antare mknn yg boleh la dikatakn agk sesuai utk budget, sbb kiter bleh bli ikot size: sampler (saiz cwn yg mcm dlm gmbar tu), cone (saiz bekas lagi lebar dan pjg bntuk cone), ngn box (saiz box rectangle yg besar, lgi bsar drpd kotak hotdog mcm kt msia tu). 

aku suke kentang.

subhanallah sbb ciptakan sjenis tuber yg rse sdap lgi mngenyangkn dan dpt supply energy, samaada dimasak dgn tanaman/ternakan yg lain atau dimasak sndiri, ini la benda best yg aku suke yg aku tau takde org yg boleh ciptakan, cume Dia je yg berkuasa mengadakan sang kentang ni.

alhamdulillah.

 

okayla

esok mlm ramadhan bermula, insyaAllah.

sblm aku melalut lg baik aku tido.

maafkan semua dosa2 aku samaada yg aku sedar ataupn tak,

semoga semua umat Islam dpt mnjalani ramadhan dgn tenang,

Amiin.

 

(and alhamdulillah. a few days ago dh dpt allowance for the upcoming month).

 

semoge tuhan kuatkan hati aku dan hati kita semua utk harungi ramadhan, syawal, dan bulan2 yg sterusnya dgn cekal dan ihsan,

Amiin.

why not makan

Published March 23, 2011 by crystalights

seriously

i think if you like something it doesn’t matter how often you want to eat it (as long as it’s something you’re allowed to eat and it doesn’t affect your health or economic conditions in any way).

i mean,

if it’s something that you like then it really is your choice if you want to eat it every month, or every week, or every friggin’ day.

i don’t think it’s weird. or sick. or friggin’ kesian.

biarla org nk mkn slalu, klw dh itu yg org suke mkn. kalau kau tak suke, tak pyh la mkn. tak perlu la setiap kali tgok org mkn the same thing you want to buat gaye2 “kesian” kan org tu. it’s annoying tau tak.

memangla dpt pahale bile bersimpati/berbelas kasihan kat org sesama Islam, tapi tak pyh la nak buat gaye mcm laa org tu takde benda lain yg dier boleh dan mampu makan sampai kau nak berbahase mcm dier ni takde keupayaan untuk memilih makanan.

serious annoying giler!

some people just like to eat the same thing. some people just don’t want to spend too much time in creating multiple varieties of gourmet food and all that jazz because their time is limited, they rather read more books than cook more food, okay. deal with it.

just because they don’t cook like some big shot cullinary chef it doesn’t mean that they are very “disadvantaged” people.

they just like to prioritize their student load more than their personal whims.

maybe they’re thinking “cukupla aku makan to survive, tak special pun takpe”.

if other people believe in the opposite, then it’s up to them.

tak payah la nak talk in a degrading manner about other people’s food life choices.

.

okay.

dah aku malas nak pikir.

baik makan dlm bilik je.

buat serabot je masuk dapur.

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of chocolates and what you think

Published February 1, 2011 by crystalights

 

chocolates

are sweet, but

what’s my name?

.

i never really disclosed my identity on my journals/blogs, did i?

well

i don’t think i have to.

people can know what i write about, but they don’t have to know me.

i don’t have to introduce myself to the whole world.

i like it like this.

it’s nice to know that only what you write about is open for viewing.

that any concrit are just for the things that you write about.

.

so i don’t really know what it’s like to have people know you and your whole life, even when you’ve never met at all.

i know that there must be something you don’t want to show to the entire universe, right?

is it allright for people to know so much about you even without you really knowing them and who they are?

.

if something happens and you’re in the middle of it, how do you know that you are treated equally and fairly for the things that has happened to you if they’ve already known too much about you?

if you make mistakes how do you know that they are correcting you and not defending your errors because of how much they know you?

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i like those chocolates.

but some of them are good, some of them are not.

the almond ones are good. just stick to those.

the other fillings are not exactly what i had in mind.

the walnuts are crushed too small and too little.

and the hazelnuts aren’t really whole (?) according to my sister, she got half of a hazelnut in 1 chocolate.

and they got the colours wrong.

i wanted my name in purple, not that colour.

and some of the alphabets are not really completely sticking on the chocolates.

some of the shapes are relatively bigger than the rest.

stick to the five-petaled flower, i think that’s the biggest.

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when i say some of them are good, i meant that some of the filling combination matches the overall chocolate taste.

like the sweetness from the almond filling matches the thickness of the cocoa from the thick chocolate base.

the chocolates have this thick cocoa taste so if you like less dairy and more concentrated cocoa content (or if you’re a bittersweet choc fan) then i guess this one’s for you.

as i said, some of them don’t really match

so

if you want then you can order here: chocolazad

.

well

isn’t it easier to straightforwardly speak the truth and spill what you think

when people don’t know too much about you and you are not too busy considering multiple audiences to be sensitive towards?

you can just write what you think without having to put great care in your written thoughts just because “some people are not okay with it”.

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i bought that chocolate after seeing your entry

(but you could have said “not all shapes are as big as this”, or “not all fillings taste as good as this” or at least an “i’m not sure about the rest”).

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but whatever

at least i know what i would have said.

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is it anything more than what it is

Published December 24, 2010 by crystalights

 

i don’t wanna be the one who tells people to leave the ones they love.

so i don’t really like answering love/relationship/dating questions/issues/curiousities.

i especially don’t like talking about it like it’s a worthwhile conversation among the people i know.

even if i ask, it would only be because i wanted to know how my friend was doing, or why things turn out the way they did for my friend(s).

that’s all.

i don’t fix love. or relationships. or whatever.

that’s not my job.

.

so when i get those texts i really don’t feel like saying anything.

but i can’t just not say anything because after several years of no such texting, it looks like a cry for help to me.

.

but it turns out that it wasn’t.

so

i

felt like it’s a waste of my time.

.

my classes are over but

i have things i have to do and think about each day.

especially when my parents aren’t around like today.

i have meals to prepare, 2kids and 1 adult to babysit, and a kitchen to clean.

i spent the afternoon cooking

preparing their (very late) lunch

×

dark soya sauce chicken

& potatoes

×

then cleaning.

and then figuring out how to get my youngest brother to take a bath and change.

i even gave them some of our old photos frm my pc and edited a few to distract them from going out to play earlier than necessary (because mum and dad’s not around).

i wait in their room until they’re done bathing or washing or whatever because they need people around here to feel safe from what they imagined as ghosts in this house.

so, no.

i don’t like spending my time on such pointless conversations.

at least not for now.

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what is it like to only live for yourself?

because i thought i was a perfect example of that, until i realized that a huge chunk of my time was always given away and somehow slowly i felt like i don’t really mind. even when i knew that i had always been selfish.

because sometimes it’s not that bad to do something other than for your own self.

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so when i received the relatively similar text after all these years i knew that my answers would probably be the same :

“if it doesn’t work for you, then don’t work for it”.

i don’t know if there is any possible way of fixing love.

heck, how would i know, i’ve never been in one before.

so why me?

why ask me?

i can’t possibly know the right answer to that, right?

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i mean, think about it.

why is it always after a couple of years has passed (somewhere in the 3rd year), things get less pretty and more intolerable?

why ask me when deep inside i think you know the answer yourself.

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i can’t be there for everyone.

i have to prioritize.

and i do that by putting my youngest brother first; my youngest baby-ish brother who needs people to wait on him while he uses the bathroom, cook for him when he’s asking for food and answer his questions when he gets all quizzly and curious, before an old acquaintance who needs people to talk about love when it’s already clear.

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don’t we all have something we have to work for?

like money. education. or family. or our fates in the afterlife.

we want to feel fulfilled by fulfilling these duties and responsibilities.

so why not try it and see if you can feel somewhat more fulfilled and less empty and perhaps more comfortable in your own skin.

it would be nothing short of amazing if you could love yourself not less than you love someone, or anyone out there.

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all in a day

Published December 22, 2010 by crystalights

 

since no one’s really home these couple of days,

i find myself randomly domesticated.

it’s painfully quiet. i guess i needed the distraction.

so i woke up, showered. taught my morning class.

did the laundry.

scrubbed the bathroom.

and cooked. (even when i’m not really hungry).

but what else should i have done i just didn’t know how to get rid of this sinking feeling (that i’m gonna have to get used to this state of being away from people).

i can’t even fall asleep when i really want to. or take a nap.

so i made myself busy.

read up on pasta.

cooked the pasta.

ate the pasta.

cooking is allright. when no one’s interfering in what you do.

it’s a good distraction.

.

so after a day of self-enriching activities (and locking & unlocking the doors wondering if i’m safe on my own)

now

i wanna try sleeping.

like right now.

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