I've not been to any new places in the last two weeks, to eat. So, before I let this blog decompose, I thought I should just simply write something. Don't you just hate it, when people telling you, "wah, so prosperous oridi hor", one of the most annoying euphemisms for "wah so fat liao".
Anyway, we aren't living in feudal times, or in the days of hard labour, AND calories seriously have never been cheaper. This morning, I stopped by at the wet market and saw these noodles that I've always been meaning to try, coz they looked tasty. For RM1.50, you get a rather sizeable portion, (so much so I couldn't finish it), some more got disposable chopstick thrown in.
Just look at that. Oodles of noodles, with enough oil to fry another plate. Cabbage and bean sprouts thrown in for good measure. All for RM1.50. Oh, not to mention a large dollop of rather delectable sambal.
So, may I make an impassioned plea to all and sundry to stop equating Prosperity with Fat-ness. In fact, these days, the opposite would be true. To be prosperous would mean you could afford a personal trainer, a nutritionist, a dietician, a facialist, a masseur, and look radiant, svelte and glowing like a hollywood star. Yeah, that would be prosperous.
Meanwhile, I also sustained one of my first and major cream beating accidents. It was for a tiramisu. I've always warned people to be careful when beating either the mascarporne or the whipping cream, coz overbeating will mean you gotta feed it to the cat. One of my friends told me she had to feed hers to the cat, literally, and I was thinking, "how the heck can you go wrong with this....". Anyway, pride comes before a fall, and all it took was a moment of distraction, when wife asked me something as I was beating the darn thing, and presto, the mascarporne/cream transformed into a soupy, grainy mess, beyond salvation. Not one to give up easily, I added some gelatine to see if I could bind it together. But it was a disaster of gargantuan proportions. The gelatine and god knows what other fluids started seeping out, and the texture went from ugly to uglier.... Well, since everyone is only posting beautiful pictures of food porn, let me show you the food photo equivalent of a wart filled, pockmarked, sagging flesh w0..... okay, lets not be gender biased, PERSON.
Horrible!!! Horrible!!!
11 comments:
i love the fried noodles :) especially if i can have it with lots of sambal!
by the way, i really wanted to order your chicken pie when i was back in kl but our schedule was just too crazy with moving house, banking and so many other little errands. wish you could dhl food over!
grossed out..no tiramisu for me for a very long while hahaha..
yeah calories are way too cheap nowadays..it shud b the other way around..
yummy yummy, how good if i am able to have it for dinner~~~
Em... can't really detect what's wrong with the mixture. I'll tell you if I see it :P
oh my eyes! my eyes!
if it taste good still, blindfold and eat lah ... problem solved! Kakakaka .. your wife sure think you are the best lover ever!
u havent seen my zombie cupcakes yet! hahah. I made the mistake of overbeating once... and i think every baker must do that in their journey of being a better baker (or am i kidding myself?)..
Horrible... but at least it has not reach the terrible and vegetable stage ;p
OK what...still looks good to me. Wait till you see me bake...you will sure share your head big big time.
I've been told that so many times till "Prosperous" is now my middle name! :o)
'ki-kha-ki-chui' support! Oh that's in Hokkien 'hands up legs up'.
For d prosperity part. As for the disaster, I didn't even know there's such thing as 'overbeating' in baking. Spoken like a total non-baker.
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