Salam alayk♥
Lately I crave for carbonara so so so so much...nyummmm. Dunno why it feels like sudden craving but naaah my tummy always have that crave. lol
I wonder when I got pregnant what kind of act I will do....lol. Poor husband.
The pictures included above is the carbonara I did back then ( last year Ramadhan ) and I remember putting an egg as well to thicken the gravy.
It was so yummmyyy....and I ate with malay style which is adding sambal cili kicap ( the one for bihoon soup ) and it was very yummy.
How to say muak in english?
But adding sambal kicap is making the journey of eating become less muak. ahaha...you know sometimes carbonara with taste of milk, cream and mushroom can be a bit muak.
How to say muak? aihhhh...
So....what type of spagethi you guys like to eat?
~Mokomira
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Saturday, 12 May 2018
Friday, 22 September 2017
The story of Che An and Prof Zila
Hello everyone
Friends are hard to find. I mean, friends as friend. You know how everyone can claim themselves as 'friend' but not everyone is actually deserved to be called that.
I just make this entry to shared and introduce some of my good friends. The one that I know from my previous working company.
These two. Prof Zila and Che An.... I've known these two for quite long and being closed to them eversince. Prof Zila, the all-around mrs know everything (lol) and I admit she's quite challenging to handle at first. You will easily get annoyed with her so-called wide knowledge etc etc... but once you actually be friend with her, you'll know how good friend she was.
Always scold you on your mistakes, always back you up when everyone around smashed you with stupid rumors, always be the one who show up and a goos listener. I'm glad I succeed to put up with her antique.
Che an is the one that people often mistaken us as sisters. Not one not two but many of my workmate agreed that we're both have that sibling feels. lol... I guess because we sometimes glued to each other a bit too much hence we're seems like family.
But its true...even not by blood but she is like a sister to me. A family. Even my whole family known her and she suddenly become my parent quick daughter. Ahahah....
I love her because she is so much like a sister to me. Whenever I have some worrying issue, uncomfortable heart, uneasy feeling, she will be the first one to listen. Yes, I forced her to listen muahahhaa... And as a friend she also smack me with advise and words too. A friend doesn't mean you have to agree despite right or wrong. If I make mistake, she will directly say it to me.
Yessss.. my important people to my important event... Can't wait to have her wearing cure stuff as bridesmaid on my wedding ehehhe hehehehe.
Che an can adjust and just joining the fun with anyone. I called it a gift...to just mixed with anybody anytime easily. Apart from being so shy etc etc.
I treasure these two soooo much....much more than they ever imagine. That's for sure.
I pray to go that these two forever become part of me.... part of my life....part of my sharing joy and sadness.
Thank you Che An and Prof Zila. 🌷🌷🌷
Friends are hard to find. I mean, friends as friend. You know how everyone can claim themselves as 'friend' but not everyone is actually deserved to be called that.
I just make this entry to shared and introduce some of my good friends. The one that I know from my previous working company.
Prof Zila and Che An
These two. Prof Zila and Che An.... I've known these two for quite long and being closed to them eversince. Prof Zila, the all-around mrs know everything (lol) and I admit she's quite challenging to handle at first. You will easily get annoyed with her so-called wide knowledge etc etc... but once you actually be friend with her, you'll know how good friend she was.
She just know how to enjoy and appreciate
surrounding
Always scold you on your mistakes, always back you up when everyone around smashed you with stupid rumors, always be the one who show up and a goos listener. I'm glad I succeed to put up with her antique.
Always have confident in herself
My amazing treadmill partner. hahah
Che an is the one that people often mistaken us as sisters. Not one not two but many of my workmate agreed that we're both have that sibling feels. lol... I guess because we sometimes glued to each other a bit too much hence we're seems like family.
But its true...even not by blood but she is like a sister to me. A family. Even my whole family known her and she suddenly become my parent quick daughter. Ahahah....
I love her because she is so much like a sister to me. Whenever I have some worrying issue, uncomfortable heart, uneasy feeling, she will be the first one to listen. Yes, I forced her to listen muahahhaa... And as a friend she also smack me with advise and words too. A friend doesn't mean you have to agree despite right or wrong. If I make mistake, she will directly say it to me.
Yessss.. my important people to my important event... Can't wait to have her wearing cure stuff as bridesmaid on my wedding ehehhe hehehehe.
Che an can adjust and just joining the fun with anyone. I called it a gift...to just mixed with anybody anytime easily. Apart from being so shy etc etc.
Che An antiques.... rofl
I treasure these two soooo much....much more than they ever imagine. That's for sure.
I pray to go that these two forever become part of me.... part of my life....part of my sharing joy and sadness.
Thank you Che An and Prof Zila. 🌷🌷🌷
Thursday, 21 September 2017
Effort means a lot
Good evening guys...
The cake picture was the one made by sister for me on my birthday. A very simple homemade cake yet so amateur but to me this beyond priceless. Thank you Nina.
It was two years ago but whenever I see it, i feel so touched. He forehead drenched witg sweat struggling to do this, piping the butter cream, created a small plane using another thin layer of cake. Color it pink because its closer to red, the color of my company where I worked back them. The blue indicated the color of sky. Emphasized my desire to become a pilot.
It was a cake made for me. I still goes awww awww until today.
Thank you Nina., for being a good little sister and never stop believe in my dream, ambition and such.
Saranghae.
-mokomira-
The cake picture was the one made by sister for me on my birthday. A very simple homemade cake yet so amateur but to me this beyond priceless. Thank you Nina.
It was two years ago but whenever I see it, i feel so touched. He forehead drenched witg sweat struggling to do this, piping the butter cream, created a small plane using another thin layer of cake. Color it pink because its closer to red, the color of my company where I worked back them. The blue indicated the color of sky. Emphasized my desire to become a pilot.
It was a cake made for me. I still goes awww awww until today.
Thank you Nina., for being a good little sister and never stop believe in my dream, ambition and such.
Saranghae.
-mokomira-
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