Rebound relationship hurts!

Well before I move further into what I am about to share, let me just explain what ‘rebound relationship’ actually means. It basically means a relationship that occurs shortly after the break-up of a significant love relationship.

At this moment, I just don’t care anymore coz I think I need some advice and help! I’m not shy nor am I proud to say that I think i've involved myself in a 'rebound relationship'. And now I just kinda have some problem! Well, I broke up with my ex bf (of a year and a half) around few months ago (3 months to be exact) but even before that we actually did break up in December ‘08. We have had problem since quite sometimes ago and have been on and off since then but we were still trying to patch things up and none of us really met someone new till recently (about a month ago) I met this new guy who is now my bf. And to be exact, it’s been a month that we’ve been together. With this new guy, I’ve got to admit that I’m really happy. He treats me well and really takes care of me. If I would compare from A to Z, he’s perfect with a capital P! He’s like every girl’s dream of a bf! From his look, his attitude, the way he treats his gf (that’s me!), there’s nothing else you would want to ask!

Everytime i look at my bf, he reminds me of this Zachary Quinto.

But then WHY do I still keep remembering my ex and still misses him so much??? I still keep dreaming about him and wished those good old days will be back again! But then there’s more pain than happiness in the relationship. I guess chemistry does play a big part in a relationship!
Well I know if I’m back with my ex, I will really miss my current bf now but even now I feel like I’m stuck in the middle! I can’t fully love my current bf yet coz some parts of me still misses the old one!

WHAT SHOULD I DO PEOPLE?

Would you wear BLACK on your wedding day?

Hmmm...I know I've been away for quite sometimes and never updated my blog since..my apology to those who's been asking me to update my blog...especially to Rayan who's been complaining and asking me to update this blog cos it's the only way he can communicate with me at the moment... lol! So, here it goes...

I’m seeing all these gothic trend kinda wedding these days and I just wonder, shouldn’t marriage suppose to be something pure sacred and holy? Why wear BLACK? Call me old fashioned but I’d still prefer white for my wedding day and I don’t think I would go for any gothic theme kinda wedding! I find it very insulting! Ok even IF you have to have black colour on the wedding dress, why not go for something that’s suppler that wouldn’t look so ‘Ooh she must be kidding to be wearing that on her wedding day!’

OH NO!!!!

And IF you to wear black so badly, why not wear it during the wedding photos shoot for the wedding album? That wouldn’t look so bad! Coz some black dress doesn’t look that bad…ON A WEDDING PHOTO!

I actually like this...

and this too...

Maybe some might NOT really be interested in white, why not go for something like peach or something light that still look very supple and not so over-the-top.

Gold is nice too

Light green maybe?

Cream?

I wouldn't mind this one too..!

Coz if someone would ask me, I rather go for simple than ‘extravagance’ for my wedding day. Yes, understood wedding is only once in a lifetime but what’s with all the over the top dress and colour? I mean in 10 years time, looking back at the photos I bet you’ll regretted the decision of getting something so called unique and extravagance! Coz every fashion and trend has a limited period of time and choosing something simple and traditional would be a very wise choice coz it’ll stay that way all the time and won’t really go out of fashion. Even if it is, it won’t be so bad.

Happy Birthday to Us!

My husband and my birthday fall within 3 days of each other so why make two cakes when you can make one gigantic one?

We almost had enough candles for both of us, two short.

Here's the slice the cake is 2 french vanilla cake mixes with the addition of lots of eggs, butter, and milk. The layers and blackberries and the new Philadelphia instant cheesecake stuff. It all worked out very well and the cake was delicious! Don't believe me we still have a TON in the freeze you can come try.

BBA: English Muffins

These made an amazing breakfast for dinner evening, and they were a lot of fun to make as well.

Here is the dough all ready to fry.

After being cooked in the griddle on both sides and baked for a couple of minutes.

Fork split. Not quite the big hole you see from the grocery store, but they tasted a million times better.

Sausage, cheese, and egg english muffins and hash browns for dinner! Unfortunately, none of the english muffins lived to see the next morning.

BBA: Corn Bread

The week we were supposed to make corn bread my and my husband were headed up to north Idaho with some friends to stay in their cabin. So, I pack all the ingredients and we made it up there. My husband loved this bread will all of it's flavor and texture. I however, felt that it was a little overloaded. I am more of a fan of fluffy cake like cornbread.

After one meal this was all that was left to come home with us!

BBA: Cinnamon Raisin Walnut Bread

Now this is one of my favorite recipes so far in this book! This bread was simply amazing! My favorite thing to do with it is to toast it and make peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Amazing!

We almost didn't get any pictures of this one because we ate it so fast, but my darling husband took some before he finished it off.
The only thing I wish I could figure out is how to keep the bread moist and sealed up without the moisture making the cinnamon sugar mixture on top turn to goo.

BBA: Cinnamon Buns and Sticky Buns

The introduction to this recipe in the book states that this was the recipe he would give his students when the wanted to make cinnamon buns as good as the ones in the mall from Cinnabon. Well, that is a fantastic idea! Make homemade cinnamon rolls as goopy and delicious as those in the mall! Well, here's what I learned. If you want to make goopy cinnamon rolls you need to add more than a sprinkle of cinnamon and sugar and maybe even butter! I think these turned out more like those cinnamon swirl donuts you get when their out of all the other good kinds. Danny thinks I'm crazy and that they were great and that I have just been brain washed by years of my parents making overly stuffed cinnamon rolls. I'm not sure but, when I want a cinnamon roll I am not looking to taste the wonderful bread, I'm in it for the goop!

Oh a word on the sticky buns. In the book it says that it takes practice to know just when to pull these from the oven when the glaze as been caramelized and the dough is cooked through. Well on the first try we were pretty close they tasted great but the caramel became a little too hard. However, this was solved by leaving them in the car all day at our family reunion then they tasted great soft and warm :)
Sorry, we made these on our way out of town so I forgot to take some better pictures.

BBA: Ciabatta :(

As you can guess by the frown in the title ciabatta and I are no long friends. I love ciabatta and was very eager to make it myself assuming it would turn out as amazing as everything else I had made from this book, but I was incredible disappointed!

However, from reading other baker's responses I think the second way the book states to make it, biga version, works better so next time I get the guts I'll try that.

Here's the crust. I guess in my frustration with my holeless ciabatta I didn't even take a picture of the crumb. Oh well it really wasn't worth looking at anyways. *Sigh*

BBA: Challah

Wow! It's been a long time. It seems that baking and blogging has proven to be too much for me, but I have kept on track with the baking at least. I am going to throw up everything I've made in my absence and recommit myself to writing better blog posts once I move. So here is my apology in advance for all the short posts I'm about to make. Stay tuned and they'll resume to their prior glory in a couple or months :)

A word on Challah: According to the book challah is the braided sabbath bread of Judaism symbolic of God's goodness and bounty. The braids traditionally separate the loaf into twelve distinct sections representing the twelve tribes of Israel.

Oops this on this loaf the top braid slipped off the top. It ended up more of a side-by-side double braid.

The crumb. This was a nice soft, light bread. Actually, I think this could make a delicious french toast as well.

Fruit Slinger

Oh hi. Remember me? I used to blog here, see I wanted to do a food blog with insightful comments and magazine-perfect food photography. But then I kind of realized that I'm way better at reading that stuff than I am at writing it.

I just discovered Fruit Slinger which is a collection of gorgeous fruit photography (this may be an odd thing to love, but whoa, the textures and patterns, the perfect imperfections, always attract me), meditations on seasons and people, and recipes that I know I won't follow but will at least point me in a direction.

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 66

Empty-handed

The Greek Emperor, Alexander the Great was a warrior and ruler who had conquered nearly one third of the then-known world, but he fell ill with a terminal illness. A few days before his death, Alexander called his ministers and explained how he would like his body to be carried in the burial procession. He wanted openings made on either side of his coffin, through which his hands should be kept hanging out, with the palms spread open. The Ministers were puzzled and asked their lord why he wanted this to be done.

Alexander explained that in this way, every-one would come to know that the ‘Great Alexander’, who had spent his whole life striving to possess and conquer the world, had left the world totally empty handed. Therefore they would understand how futile it is to spend one’s life chasing after the world and its objects.

Easiest Peach Mint Iced Tea Ever

Ever? Not as easy as turning the metal lid on a glass single serve bottle and hearing that wonderful THWOCK! But... pretty easy. You need:

Two tea bags-- I used Bergamot.
Hot water. Boil that stuff!
Peach nectar. Thick, fresh, peachy...
Sliced lemons
Fresh mint.
A jug or a big old jar.

Steep your tea in the hot water for as long as you like-- remove bags-- muddle in some mint, drop some fresh lemon slices in, glug in your peach nectar to taste, powerchill for 30 minutes in the freezer even if you like... then add ice cubes...

Then, you chug-a-lug! Or sip. You choose.

Delightful! Perfectly delightful!!!

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MISTAKE!

There are certain things in life where you know it’s a mistake but you don’t really know it’s a mistake because the only way to really know it’s a mistake is to make the mistake and look back and said ‘YUP THAT WAS A MISTAKE..!' The bigger mistake would be that not make the mistake because then you go your whole life not really knowing if something is a mistake or not!

I got 'em from 'How I Met Your Mother'...and I thought that i should post it!

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 65

Happiness is an Attitude

The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she manoeuvred her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window.
"I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room .... just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied.

"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind.

I already decided to love it ... It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away ... just for this time in my life."

Ballybrack chapel Greencastle

Rice Cakes Between Wonju and Seoul

Last weekend we drove to Gyeongju, a beautiful tourist spot, for a triathlon. It rained...a lot. We decided to take a new route home and found ourselves in horrible traffic. Eric saved time by driving on the shoulder and flashing his emergency lights. (The Korean "I'm Sorry" signal.)
As usual, merchants emerged selling rice cakes:
These rice cakes resemble the Quaker plain rice cakes, only larger and more rice-like. We opted for food at the next rest area. We both ate Western fast food. I had the chicken sandwich:

Of course, it had a "food story."

It contained mustard, cabbage, and a relish-mayonnaise sauce. Normally I would have avoided the condiments. It's funny how I've become less picky now that I can't communicate special requests.
For dessert we shared our delimanjoos, the custard-filled corn cakes:

As we neared the Banpo bridge, we saw that the lower deck was COMPLETELY flooded:

Normally this bridge has an upper AND lower deck. Also, the bike path was completely submerged! Worst flood we've seen here in four years. I'm glad we were out of town for the weekend.

Hotteok Good-bye

With only an hour of free time, my friend and I decided to go to I-Park mall. She said good-bye to her favorite bun lady and DVD man. We bought one final hotteok. It was cold and dry, the worst we had ever eaten. Definitely a sign that now is the time for departure. Thirteen more days!

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 55

Angel of Grass

An old legend says that in the beginning, when God created the world, He gave every living thing an angel to bless and guard it - an angel for man, one for the birds, one for the beasts of the forest, one for the trees, and one for the flowers.

Even the common grass had an angel. But the angel of the grass was not pleased. Humiliated, he said, "I will have nothing to do with it. That old, homely grass can grow by itself!"

The season passed. The grass shrivelled. The flowers died because the grass held no dew. The deer in the forests and the cattle in the fields died because there was no grass. Seeing the effect and further consequences God intervened.

He turned His eyes upon the angel of the grass and asked, "Was it a small thing, or a great thing that I asked thee to do?"

In shame the angel of the grass fell at the Lord's feet and begged His forgiveness, for he saw now the unsuspected greatness of his seemingly lowly task.

Rose Bennington

Foods that are better not crispy

This is a list of foods that I prefer to be flaccid:

- pizza (sometimes)
- taffy
- beef jerky
- souffles
- lunch meats
- gelatin
- soft cheeses
- ramen (sometimes)
- cookies
- bananas
- pop tarts (no wait, I think I like these more crispy)
- bacon
- pears

WISDOM OF THE WORLD - WEEK 64

Thanks to Scoil Iosagain for the image....

Work Has Its Own Rewards
A wealthy nobleman was once touring his estate and came upon a peasant pitching hay. The nobleman was fascinated by the sight and he stood watching the flowing motions of the peasant's arms and shoulders and the graceful sweep of the pitchfork through the air for quite a while. He so greatly enjoyed the spectacle that he struck a deal with the peasant. He would give him a gold coin every day if the peasant agreed to come to the mansion and display his hay-pitching technique in the nobleman's drawing room.

The next day, the peasant arrived at the mansion, hardly concealing his glee at his new line of "work." After swinging his empty pitchfork for an hour, he collected his gold coin--many times his usual reward for a week of backbreaking labour. But by the following day, his enthusiasm had somewhat waned. Before the week was out, he announced that he was quitting his commission.
"I don't understand," puzzled the nobleman. "Why would you rather swing heavy loads outdoors in the winter cold and the summer heat, when you can perform an effortless task in the comfort of my home and earn many times your usual wages?"

"But master," said the man, "I'm not doing anything..."