I've been dabbling myself in the cake business for the past three Rayas now. Amazing, right? I know, even I have to shake my head in disbelief.
Now, I can finally say that I have gotten my feet in the business. Okay la, sometimes a foot especially when things get out of control and all that is left is to cry my eyes out in my kitchen in the wee hours of the morning.
I digress. What I'm trying to say politely is, can people who plan to pick up their cakes from my home, to PLEASE come at the time that they say they're coming? If you say that you're coming at 10 am, so PLEASE come at 10 and not at 11.30. I have better things to do than to be your lady in waiting.
There have been SO MANY TIMES that I have to postpone my prior arrangement due to some people who totally disregard their promise to come at the times that they themselves have specified. I don't mind waiting for 15 minutes or 30 even but one and a half hours and sometimes two is simply too much. And please, do have the courtesy to call if you plan to come late so that I can readjust my schedule especially if it's late at night.
I know I'm a SAHM who bakes but I do have chores to do, places to go, business other than my cake to attend to and children to look after. A simple 'Sorry' would certainly put me back into my cheery mood.
I sincerely hope that punctuality improves after this else I'll have to have a demerit system put specially for tardy customers. Boleh ke?
So there! I've ranted.
Ramblings, rantings and ravings of a 34 year old Malaysian domesticated engineer who is happy with what she does.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
The Chicken Kurma Phase
Zareef has a great love for Chicken Kurma and this love has been going for a year now. B and I call it the "Chicken Kurma Phase". Kalau boleh, tiap-tiap hari nak makan chicken kurma and oh boy, he certainly can lick em' plates squeaky clean every time.
When the phase started, I was all for it cooking chicken kurma for him every other day. But after a month of doing so, we, as in B and I got so bored and boleh muntah darah kalau makan another serving of chicken kurma.
So, after a while (a long while may I say so), I have resorted to buying them from a shop which I have come to become a regular customer, so much so, they'll be asking me where have I been should I not show my face there for more than three days. Hahaha... nampak sangat aku tak masak kan. Well I do, it's just that I find that cooking two pieces of chicken kurma everyday just for Zareef is SO not time economical especially since I have dabbled in the cake business.
I'm not sure when this "Chicken Kurma Phase" will end. Just like when we first got back from Loughborough, Zareef was in his "Kari Daging Phase" for months. Poor mom had to run out to the shops to buy them since she too got sick of cooking kari daging everyday. That phase lasts for a year.
On another note, I have decided to write short snippets everyday instead of writing long ones once in a while. The pieces may range from a sentence or two to several paragraphs. Whatever suits my mood. It seems that my loyal readers are ready to chop my head off if I were to ever go off for months without writing. So, today's snippet is about Zareef's obsession with chicken kurma.
Dah... aku dah tulis. Jangan bising2 nak saman aku ok!
When the phase started, I was all for it cooking chicken kurma for him every other day. But after a month of doing so, we, as in B and I got so bored and boleh muntah darah kalau makan another serving of chicken kurma.
So, after a while (a long while may I say so), I have resorted to buying them from a shop which I have come to become a regular customer, so much so, they'll be asking me where have I been should I not show my face there for more than three days. Hahaha... nampak sangat aku tak masak kan. Well I do, it's just that I find that cooking two pieces of chicken kurma everyday just for Zareef is SO not time economical especially since I have dabbled in the cake business.
I'm not sure when this "Chicken Kurma Phase" will end. Just like when we first got back from Loughborough, Zareef was in his "Kari Daging Phase" for months. Poor mom had to run out to the shops to buy them since she too got sick of cooking kari daging everyday. That phase lasts for a year.
On another note, I have decided to write short snippets everyday instead of writing long ones once in a while. The pieces may range from a sentence or two to several paragraphs. Whatever suits my mood. It seems that my loyal readers are ready to chop my head off if I were to ever go off for months without writing. So, today's snippet is about Zareef's obsession with chicken kurma.
Dah... aku dah tulis. Jangan bising2 nak saman aku ok!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
The Day My Son Turned Six
Gosh... How time flies! Zareef turned six on Monday, 13 October 2008. After 4 years of celebrating his birthday in the month of Ramadan, Zareef got to celebrate his birthday in a big way (sort of..) with his friends from school.
I baked him an American Chocolate Cake with a Spiderman picture on it, totally deviating from his request which was a cheesecake with a Ben 10 Omnitrix on it. Reason for deviation? Mummy was too swamped and too tired to wait for a cheesecake and drawing an Omnitrix in the wee hours of the morning is certainly not a good idea especially when I found myself nodding off while the kitchenaid was whizzing away.
A small celebration was held at his kindy during break time. Zareef looked so happy surrounded by his friends, all wishing him well on his birthday.
For the first time, I am lost at words. I have this huge lump in my throat that no ehemmm can clear it away. Zareef is growing up so fast that sometimes I have to sit down and just stare into space to recall his growing days.
Happy 6th Birthday my dear son! I pray to Allah that you'll forever be blessed with good fortune, excellent health, joy and happiness this year and many years to come. For the six years that I have come to know you, you have brought only happiness, unconditional love and genuine heartwarming care to Mummy and Daddy and now to Zara.
It is my every intention to keep you under my wings for as long as I can but I know that is impossible because inasmuch as I want you to be safe and secure under my care, I also want you to be adventurous and explore every nook and cranny, every corner of the earth and gain as much worldly experience as you can.
You are our pride and joy. You are my light at my bleakest hour. You are my everything such that I would beg, borrow and even steal if I have to to ensure that you'll get the best that life has to offer.
All that I can hope is that you'll be a beriman, bertaqwa and beramal soleh son that Mummy and Daddy pray for.
I love you son, with all my heart, to infinity and beyond! Happy Birthday!!
I baked him an American Chocolate Cake with a Spiderman picture on it, totally deviating from his request which was a cheesecake with a Ben 10 Omnitrix on it. Reason for deviation? Mummy was too swamped and too tired to wait for a cheesecake and drawing an Omnitrix in the wee hours of the morning is certainly not a good idea especially when I found myself nodding off while the kitchenaid was whizzing away.
A small celebration was held at his kindy during break time. Zareef looked so happy surrounded by his friends, all wishing him well on his birthday.
For the first time, I am lost at words. I have this huge lump in my throat that no ehemmm can clear it away. Zareef is growing up so fast that sometimes I have to sit down and just stare into space to recall his growing days.
Happy 6th Birthday my dear son! I pray to Allah that you'll forever be blessed with good fortune, excellent health, joy and happiness this year and many years to come. For the six years that I have come to know you, you have brought only happiness, unconditional love and genuine heartwarming care to Mummy and Daddy and now to Zara.
It is my every intention to keep you under my wings for as long as I can but I know that is impossible because inasmuch as I want you to be safe and secure under my care, I also want you to be adventurous and explore every nook and cranny, every corner of the earth and gain as much worldly experience as you can.
You are our pride and joy. You are my light at my bleakest hour. You are my everything such that I would beg, borrow and even steal if I have to to ensure that you'll get the best that life has to offer.
All that I can hope is that you'll be a beriman, bertaqwa and beramal soleh son that Mummy and Daddy pray for.
I love you son, with all my heart, to infinity and beyond! Happy Birthday!!
Saturday, October 04, 2008
Swatches For Sale
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Dear All,
In my bid to clear up things that I'm currently hoarding, I'm selling off my Swatches (yes, I'm guilty of having a Swatch fetish). Please feel free to browse through the Swatches. I guarantee you, that all of them are 100% brand new in their respective boxes as shown below.
If you're interested in purchasing any of the Swatches, do email me at noresh_anshar@yahoo.com or call me (if you have my number). Oh... did I forget to say that shipping is FREE?? Yes, shipping is FREE.
First come first serve ya all! So, happy purchasing!!
Dear All,
In my bid to clear up things that I'm currently hoarding, I'm selling off my Swatches (yes, I'm guilty of having a Swatch fetish). Please feel free to browse through the Swatches. I guarantee you, that all of them are 100% brand new in their respective boxes as shown below.
If you're interested in purchasing any of the Swatches, do email me at noresh_anshar@yahoo.com or call me (if you have my number). Oh... did I forget to say that shipping is FREE?? Yes, shipping is FREE.
First come first serve ya all! So, happy purchasing!!
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