1- Kuih Tart.
Kuih tart is one of my favourite 'kuih raya' besides popia mini. Could eat a jar (aigooo) while ignoring other cookies available on the table.
But I guess now it is not only limited during eid or Chinese New Year. As a solution to my love towards the cookie, I decided to try my hand in making it.
mini traffic light tarts- I guessThe process of baking is quite tedious, though. At first, I have to divide the dough into three parts. Each for three different colours- for the sake of little fun and happiness. Then, the stage of rolling the dough into small balls- not bigger than the size of keys on your laptop's keyboard- 1.5cm. After that, the step of stuffing the pineapple jam and rolling back the dough.Almost 1 1/2 hours. Luckily, the baking process doesn't take that much time. Only 12 minutes/ 180 Celsius for each batch.
It really tested my patience... something to learn and develop this virtue in myself.
But it's worth it. Alhamdulillah. Now I have the access to Kuih Tart whenever I want (^^,).
2. Sewing.
I like to sew. Arts and craft, to be exact. A bit slow when it comes to baju kurung. I remembered there's Sewing Class during my days in primary school (IIC-Adni). Teacher Asfalaila was the instructor back than. She taught us how to make applique (like patch work), blanket sticth and cross stitch. And now thanks a lot to my dearest mum for letting us (me & sister) to sometimes 'abuse' her sewing machine. During the previous 1 week school break, I 'buried' myself into this cross-stitch project. A bunch of purple flowers. 60% of completion. Dealing with 24 different colours of thread for this particular project...is fun.
3. Books.
Apart from sewing and cooking, I tried to read some books during the break. Found some old novel ( Serious Malay Literature- not that 'geli-geli' type) that abah bought years ago.
Went for groccery shopping with mama at Alamanda Putrajaya and there, MPH Bookstore hosted a warehouse sale in the concourse area. Their premise is currently under renovation. Treat myself with 3 new books. Alhamdulillah. Semoga koleksi buku yang ada dapat di wariskan dan dimanfaatkan oleh generasiku nanti...
4. Poetry
I hate writing. I hate seeing my own writings, actually. Besau =). I observed someone's writing in the person's book that is in my room at home. So kecik. Kadang jelous tengok tulisan orang yang kecil-kecik (lala). Tapi Alhamdulillah masih diberi kekuatan untuk menulis.
Had a chat with my best friend, Nurul. Over our online conversation, I typed a phrase of thought. Quite spontaneous.
Never compiled what I wrote. Its thrown everywhere...ahaaa (^^,)
Allah Knows Best.
It really tested my patience... something to learn and develop this virtue in myself.
But it's worth it. Alhamdulillah. Now I have the access to Kuih Tart whenever I want (^^,).
2. Sewing.
I like to sew. Arts and craft, to be exact. A bit slow when it comes to baju kurung. I remembered there's Sewing Class during my days in primary school (IIC-Adni). Teacher Asfalaila was the instructor back than. She taught us how to make applique (like patch work), blanket sticth and cross stitch. And now thanks a lot to my dearest mum for letting us (me & sister) to sometimes 'abuse' her sewing machine. During the previous 1 week school break, I 'buried' myself into this cross-stitch project. A bunch of purple flowers. 60% of completion. Dealing with 24 different colours of thread for this particular project...is fun.
3. Books.Apart from sewing and cooking, I tried to read some books during the break. Found some old novel ( Serious Malay Literature- not that 'geli-geli' type) that abah bought years ago.
Went for groccery shopping with mama at Alamanda Putrajaya and there, MPH Bookstore hosted a warehouse sale in the concourse area. Their premise is currently under renovation. Treat myself with 3 new books. Alhamdulillah. Semoga koleksi buku yang ada dapat di wariskan dan dimanfaatkan oleh generasiku nanti...
4. Poetry
I hate writing. I hate seeing my own writings, actually. Besau =). I observed someone's writing in the person's book that is in my room at home. So kecik. Kadang jelous tengok tulisan orang yang kecil-kecik (lala). Tapi Alhamdulillah masih diberi kekuatan untuk menulis.
Had a chat with my best friend, Nurul. Over our online conversation, I typed a phrase of thought. Quite spontaneous.
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Ups and downs of life are sometimes too beautiful. Never mourn at a pouring heavy rain as who knows...it might gave you rainbows and sunshine.
Ups and downs of life are sometimes too beautiful. Never mourn at a pouring heavy rain as who knows...it might gave you rainbows and sunshine.
Never compiled what I wrote. Its thrown everywhere...ahaaa (^^,)
Allah Knows Best.
