<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2026 14:15:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Cakes</category><category>Cooking</category><category>Thoughts</category><category>Babies</category><category>Desserts</category><category>Bread</category><category>Bento</category><category>Cookies</category><category>Others</category><category>Tag</category><category>Wine</category><category>General</category><category>Award</category><category>Muffins</category><category>Scones</category><category>quickies</category><title>All That Matters</title><description>A reminder that good things do happen and a place where I can share my thoughts and recipes with friends.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-6144459066214178881</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 13:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-25T21:37:15.470+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>HSN Cooks Spring Weekend Event</title><description>It&#39;s been a long break away from blogging again. Try as I might but it&#39;s just tough cooking/baking, taking pictures, writing up posts and working at the same time. I&#39;m re-thinking my priorities this year. I had to take more responsibilities at work and back home, demanding as usual. Despite of all the madness, I am still sane, barely, hanging on to the one thing that kept me in place, my love of cooking and baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you like performing experiments in the kitchen, talk to the onions or chicken breasts, play with sugar and flour, do check out and make time for the &lt;a href=&quot;http://hsncooksspringweekendevent.com/&quot;&gt;HSN Cooks Spring Weekend Event&lt;/a&gt;. There&#39;s a chance to chat with Padma Lakshmi at 2pm EDT and Chef Wolfgang Puck at 3pm EDT March 27th on Facebook. Personally, I&#39;m a fan of Emril Lagasse. I would like to thank Chris from &lt;a href=&quot;http://hsncooksspringweekendevent.com/&quot;&gt;HSN Cooks Spring Weekend Event&lt;/a&gt; for her effort in contacting me about this event. I was practically in hiding. A quarter of a year has almost breezed past and it&#39;s time to make some decisions about blogging. To be or not to be, is never a simple question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2011/03/hsn-cooks-spring-weekend-event.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-2790211865090571731</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-03T03:15:17.633+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><description>May the New Year bring new hope and joy to all. Wishing all a happy and prosperous Lunar New Year! 恭喜发财，身体健康，万事如意！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLatSCxgrrS75NTmvkjSvx6HxjFWKFG8uvV-qGd7cZ0edHLnWDVqK3K8HjnLj8TNJC6ekEvjeRdfgIrxycumRUKz2ZPZyBo45ji7Ky_9XhI11HrpVNX4kmlLgbht7EUV02ZDrtDpCCQE/s1600/cny+cake+3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569171393924487426&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLatSCxgrrS75NTmvkjSvx6HxjFWKFG8uvV-qGd7cZ0edHLnWDVqK3K8HjnLj8TNJC6ekEvjeRdfgIrxycumRUKz2ZPZyBo45ji7Ky_9XhI11HrpVNX4kmlLgbht7EUV02ZDrtDpCCQE/s400/cny+cake+3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ANX3YMiwc2v2STE7lGKQ0yhdtpHnKnnpGpFrkdAglSRlvYihwQmrjznQeQRoPxdPcmmWmOzYCbtcXlWYywhtncordZ_TPNN4xKUO66BJz2HF4RXwH3ICJr4snG-N6Opjymsj6whG8iU/s1600/cny+cake+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569171391959013506&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ANX3YMiwc2v2STE7lGKQ0yhdtpHnKnnpGpFrkdAglSRlvYihwQmrjznQeQRoPxdPcmmWmOzYCbtcXlWYywhtncordZ_TPNN4xKUO66BJz2HF4RXwH3ICJr4snG-N6Opjymsj6whG8iU/s400/cny+cake+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9A4bNKmj03ZIEmBsJezA0ImGiZnhPDr2vqkX1EO6zV5SU6UWZRIT_CA6VmqhKLb_yBZHmQTq5FhQsJYiXsr8e1twOmUBrz6xdQnhiTGZqSFNwAKRTECbNJBG4k5OKDRrIRv-NkoNkTI/s1600/cny+cake+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569171389926204866&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9A4bNKmj03ZIEmBsJezA0ImGiZnhPDr2vqkX1EO6zV5SU6UWZRIT_CA6VmqhKLb_yBZHmQTq5FhQsJYiXsr8e1twOmUBrz6xdQnhiTGZqSFNwAKRTECbNJBG4k5OKDRrIRv-NkoNkTI/s400/cny+cake+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbLatSCxgrrS75NTmvkjSvx6HxjFWKFG8uvV-qGd7cZ0edHLnWDVqK3K8HjnLj8TNJC6ekEvjeRdfgIrxycumRUKz2ZPZyBo45ji7Ky_9XhI11HrpVNX4kmlLgbht7EUV02ZDrtDpCCQE/s72-c/cny+cake+3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-8819934109828480744</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2010 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-06T14:59:36.041+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cooking</category><title>Corn Soup</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlhW3KHEYIPBgna1AEcMXmLS3L9VbL1Jo2PduyynPSRN5cnFuYa2pOe26jTefSLPGYuH91e7PmFonWDDO3rA5inGqp2s83o40F7719qkFQCKlEYuJhSzHv2Kd9HWsvNZY-TPUE26Jqhw/s1600/corn+soup.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464390538180441554&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlhW3KHEYIPBgna1AEcMXmLS3L9VbL1Jo2PduyynPSRN5cnFuYa2pOe26jTefSLPGYuH91e7PmFonWDDO3rA5inGqp2s83o40F7719qkFQCKlEYuJhSzHv2Kd9HWsvNZY-TPUE26Jqhw/s400/corn+soup.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the longest break I ever took. Hopefully it wouldn&#39;t happen so often. Sudden rush of emotions and work madness didn&#39;t help. As a result, I could only stare blankly at the screen, not knowing what to do. Fortunately, after blogging for a while, instincts take over whenever I finish cooking a dish or completed an order, else there will be no pictures. Not sure if this is considered a boon or bane as this has resulted alot of backlogs, all sitting comfortably in the draft box, waiting for the text to be fit for posting. Of course, there will always be distractions like the Facebook farming stuffs. Facebook is a such a convenient platform to post anything and reach out to an audience. More importantly, you don&#39;t have to write much. As such, I have become lazier. It is not a good sign. Though picture speaks a thousand words, some memories, like recipes, have to be captured in words to be shared with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m back with more recipes which I tried during this period. I will also be posting some pictures which I took when I went for my long walks, away from the maddening crowd, thinking and keeping my sanity. As usual, I am only armed with my camera phone so pictures might not do justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the soup. This soup was what I read about during my late teens when I was addicted to Chinese romance novels. I managed to re-create the soup based on the descriptions and it was really easy. I came to know that this soup is quite common in Taiwan, kids take to it quite well. So I experimented on my kids years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corn Soup (玉米浓汤)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.7 litres Chicken Stock&lt;br /&gt;380g pack Del Monte Sweet Corn Cream Style&lt;br /&gt;380g pack Del Monte Whole Kernel Corn, drained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150g Enoki Mushrooms, sectioned into halves or third (depending on length)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt and Pepper to taste &lt;em&gt;*(No salt is required if you use commercial chicken stock or you have already seasoned your homemade stock)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 ml Water&lt;br /&gt;4 Tbsp Potato Starch (3 Tbsp is you prefer less thick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150g Ham, diced&lt;br /&gt;3 or 4 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garnish&lt;/strong&gt; (optional but recommended)&lt;br /&gt;Chopped Parsley&lt;br /&gt;Chopped Spring Onions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In a pot, add chicken stock and 2 types of corn. Bring to a boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Add in Enoki mushrooms, stir for about 3 to 5 minutes. Add salt and pepper if required. Lower heat. Mix starch solution, pour slowly into soup and stir till thickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Add in ham, drizzle eggs on the soup. Wait a short while before stirring again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Serve with garnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy peasy, almost effortless and you can have your soup ready in no time. Letting the eggs to rest a while in the soup before stirring gives you chunkier bits of egg drops. This recipe will yield quite a big pot of soup. My kids and I are &#39;soup-people&#39;, so usually we have seconds. Also, I will also save it for next day&#39;s breakfast. The original recipe does not call for enoki mushrooms. I added them based on a couple of factors; one of them is adding texture. After cooking, the enoki mushrooms do not lose their crunch. I&#39;d like to think of it as a substitute to sharks&#39; fins. I occasionally attend vegetarian banquets and they usually substitute sharks&#39; fins with &#39;tang hoon&#39;. While it does resembles sharks&#39; fins, the texture is nowhere near. So I told Ah Girl that this is mommy&#39;s &#39;poor man sharks&#39; fins soup&#39;. She then went on telling me why we shouldn&#39;t eat sharks&#39; fins, to my delight. Seems that they are teaching eco-awareness early in school now.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/10/corn-soup.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWlhW3KHEYIPBgna1AEcMXmLS3L9VbL1Jo2PduyynPSRN5cnFuYa2pOe26jTefSLPGYuH91e7PmFonWDDO3rA5inGqp2s83o40F7719qkFQCKlEYuJhSzHv2Kd9HWsvNZY-TPUE26Jqhw/s72-c/corn+soup.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-3371202783618616159</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2010 06:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-23T16:32:02.999+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>A Time to say &#39;No&#39;</title><description>Be warned that this post has nothing to do with food. Seldom have I posted negativity in this blog. But I think it is time for me to certain things off my chest. It has been weighing on me too long that I have no will to blog of other stuff at all. I do not know if this post will draw any flak. All I ask is that if you find this post offensive, don’t read it. Allow me to vent my emotions on my own blog. I do not expect you to walk in my shoes or feel how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have your parents been humiliated by your in laws during the wedding preparation?&lt;br /&gt;2) During the wedding dinner, your parents were being treated as if invisible?&lt;br /&gt;3) Till this day, they had never spoken to each other because your in laws think your parents are holed up in 3 room flat?&lt;br /&gt;4) Have your parents been accused of as snobs when the real snobs are your in laws?&lt;br /&gt;5) Despite meeting your in laws only during Chinese New Year, it can still become a circus act, gossips that followed months and months later?&lt;br /&gt;6) Over a period of 7 years, your daughter met her ‘so-called’ grandfather on 7 to 9 occasions?&lt;br /&gt;7) You do not even know where your in laws live?&lt;br /&gt;8) Have your joy of a first time mother doused with words like, ‘I already have 4 grandchildren’?&lt;br /&gt;9) Have your pride of a first time home owner being trampled upon, just because you could only afford a HDB flat?&lt;br /&gt;10) Your sis in law returned and insisted a bigger ang bao for her kids even though your husband was jobless and relied on your income at that time?&lt;br /&gt;11) Your sis in law gave your kids clothes so worned out that even your helper didn&#39;t even want them?&lt;br /&gt;12) Your sis in law gave big packets sweets and chocolates to your kids which were so close to expiry dates?&lt;br /&gt;13) Have your calls for help being answered only a year later when the crisis was over, and that they came questioning if what you said a year ago were true?&lt;br /&gt;14) Despite of all these, they expect you to fulfill your obligations to them when the need arises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the verse went, ‘A time to kill, a time to heal’. And this is my time, a time to say ‘No’. A relative from IH’s side said, ‘Do not have pride, forget and forgive and life is all about relationship, do not deprive the kids of their grandparents.’ Well, I would like to tell this self righteous relative, who has never been married, never had in laws like mine and whose womb never nurtured a child to hold her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not have pride - It is not about pride; it is dignity. My parents definitely did not raise me up just be treated like that. I did not receive education to be treated like that. I did not have children just so you could treat them like the way you people did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget - It is so easy for you to say &#39;forgive and forget&#39; when you are not at the receiving end. You may request, but the choice is up to me. In the first place, there wasn&#39;t any apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about relationship, do not deprive the kids of their grandparents - All their lives, my children have only known and loved one set of grandparents. At the age of 4, Ah Girl told my dad that &#39;the other old man&#39; is not her grandfather because he doesn&#39;t love her. Upon hearing those words, how would a mother feel? My MIL was so indifferent towards Ah Girl and Ah Boy, perhaps they didn&#39;t even know she is the grandmother. What relationship? How can one be deprived of something which they never knew they had? My kids don&#39;t even want to be carried by them or speak to them. To them, my in laws are nothing more than strangers. Whatever love they couldn&#39;t give, my parents gave, my aunts and uncle gave, unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was death in the family recently and so the drama unfolds. I refused to attend the funeral and told IH that the kids are too young to go. It took them 7 years and a funeral to remember that they have a daughter in law and grandchildren somewhere. 冰封三尺，非一日之寒。If they expect instant reconciliation, they are mistaken. I may be married to IH but I am not enslaved to him or his family. I have the same earning power, I stand on even ground. Being an outcast for so long, I refuse surrender my freedom. I do not want to waste my energy on my in laws anymore. Out of sight, out of mind. I am fine as long as they stop bothering me. I am not stopping them to see the kids; that is if they ever bothered to. But don&#39;t expect me to play nice, that&#39;s hypocrisy. Brand me unfilial, unforgiving, vindictive, I don&#39;t care. I insist, call me Madam, not Missus. I do not want to carry his family name for I am my own master.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-to-say-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><thr:total>31</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-1290851115243360896</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T18:03:44.017+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Others</category><title>Soy Milk Chiffon Cake (Re-Post)</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://s208.photobucket.com/albums/bb241/reimiyaz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=soychiffon.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb241/reimiyaz/soychiffon.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reader experienced some problem with this recipe I posted so I wanted to do some experiment with it. I have been rather busy with work so thanks for bearing with me. It is quite difficult to explain without pictures so I decided not to reply via comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original recipe which I posted earlier is as below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy Milk Chiffon Cake (Yolk Free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180g Unsweetened Soy Milk (I used Sobe)&lt;br /&gt;30g Fine Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp Salt&lt;br /&gt;50g Corn Oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Tsp Vanilla Essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110g Cake flour&lt;br /&gt;40g Soy Flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tbsp Baking powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C)&lt;br /&gt;5 Egg Whites&lt;br /&gt;50g Fine Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Ttsp Cream of Tartar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In a bowl, using hand whisk, whisk (A) till incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Add (B) and mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) In another bowl, using an electric mixer, beat till the whites are frothy. Add in Cream of Tartar and beat till soft peaks. Add in sugar gradually and beat till stiff peaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fold in 1/3 of the whites into the mixture using a rubber spatula till incorporated. Pour the mixture to the remaining egg whites and fold in gently till incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Pour into a 21 cm chiffon tube pan. Level the batter with a spatula. Bang the pan on the table to get rid of bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Oil a piece of aluminium foil and cover the pan loosely. Bake at 170 deg.C for 10mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Turn down the temperature to 160 deg.C and bake for 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Reduce the temperature to 150 deg.C and bake for 10mins. Insert a skewer to check if the cake is done. Remove the foil and bake for another 5 to 10mins to brown the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Remove from the oven and invert the pan. Remove the cake from pan when it&#39;s completely cooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note : Mixture (A) will be heavier than your regular egg yolk batter. This is normal due to the extra soy flour used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Note : Perhaps I should just replace some of the cake flour with soy flour (toying with idea of 90g cake flour and 30g soy flour) to get a lighter cake. Disregard the yolks entirely and stick to 140g of soy milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the correspondence between Hwee Choon and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Quote*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;Hi Rei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to follow your recipe today but unfortunately the cake turned out to be too dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already too dry when i tried to mix Group A and Group B ingredients together, even when I have added 200g of Soy Milk instead of 180g. I tried adding another 30g of soy milk but the cake turned out to be too dry. The only difference from your recipe is that I used 150g of cake flour instead of 110g of cake flour and 40g of soy flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I noticed there is also a harden layer at the top of the cake which I have nvr come across when i bake other favour chiffon cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Appreciate if you can advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Hwee Choon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 7, 2010 12:04 AM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Rei said...&lt;br /&gt;Hi Hwee Choon, first I need to determine if you are the recipe without egg yolk or with egg yolks. Next, when I tweaked the recipe, I have taken soy flour&#39;s water absorption into consideration. Thus, amount of soy flour should not be substituted directly with cake flour. Should you use 150g of cake flour, you would need an additional egg to support the cake structure. Substituting egg yolk can be quite tricky as it contains water and fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know if you have added corn oil on top of the 230g of soy milk. Assuming you added these 2 liquids, your hydration ratio is about 53.6%, which will result in a very moist cake. It shouldn&#39;t be dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top layer you were refering to is after being inverted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 7, 2010 9:29 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;HI Rei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the quick response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially For group A, I used 200g soy milk, 30g castor sugar, 50g corn oil and 1/2 tsp vanilla essence. For group B, I used 150g Cake flour and 1/2tbsp baking powder. No yolk was used. When I added the flour into group A, the consistency of the patter was very &quot;solid&quot; as in it&#39;s not as liquid as the patter I always have when baking chiffon cake. And I dont think it&#39;s possible to fold in the egg white to the mixture. So I added in another 30g of soy milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;230g of soy milk is excluding the 50g of corn oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top layer is before the cake is being inverted as in the side that is direct contact with the heat and not the cake pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 8, 2010 2:03 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;Hi Rei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I did not say that 230gm of soy milk is too dry. What I meant was, your recipe of 180gm of soy milk is too dry after adding the flour. And if I read correctly, your recipe did not include any egg yolks and I did not mention that I added any egg yolks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this is clear for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and regard&lt;br /&gt;Hwee Choon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Unquote*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experiment 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in my comments, I do not encourage direct subsitution of soy flour with cake flour. The water absorption between the 2 flours is different. Below is how the batter would look like based on Hwee Choon&#39;s direct substitution. 150g cake flour + 180g soy milk + 50g oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcGwTi-JUPtMz8pZ0pMQj_3HJzaOuO_P7F7QO0GSUbY5kVIsK-JzEcXV_axGlT1I6lgYsdr9_D4gW5fLGLUxaSDveNBjzcKuDBw3iiLkLOABkTX3HW1cMEfV9E3YRdd9sdMQkofLRTuo/s1600/test+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464370320667787282&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcGwTi-JUPtMz8pZ0pMQj_3HJzaOuO_P7F7QO0GSUbY5kVIsK-JzEcXV_axGlT1I6lgYsdr9_D4gW5fLGLUxaSDveNBjzcKuDBw3iiLkLOABkTX3HW1cMEfV9E3YRdd9sdMQkofLRTuo/s400/test+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is slightly thicker than the normal chiffon cake yolk batter, which was mentioned in my earlier post. But it doesn&#39;t look solid to me. Hydration ratio is 65.22%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experiment 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy milk was increased to 200g. Oil remains at 50g. Batter looks smoother, presents ribbon stage when whisk is lfted. Hydration ratio is 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig7ZrjMSJJHVE7INGnhcKPcwF73K1vmWoPdF9pazRU-_7nRvB7SiK-XXaglaifjBR516YXDwPyhwcO3_JoCkgQmok3aj0rtAxn9vzWTGl-uiDyiorYxImaMOKgs8parwE6iJFb4lAgWIk/s1600/test+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464370323455657778&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig7ZrjMSJJHVE7INGnhcKPcwF73K1vmWoPdF9pazRU-_7nRvB7SiK-XXaglaifjBR516YXDwPyhwcO3_JoCkgQmok3aj0rtAxn9vzWTGl-uiDyiorYxImaMOKgs8parwE6iJFb4lAgWIk/s400/test+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experiment 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy milk was incresed to 230g and oil remains at 50g. Batter falls easily from whisk. Hydration ratio is 53.57%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91b6mXGpAx7Xy6gUDclL4dQ_VeamRfYdZV-wB-NlPAXtxn6L8vs1OuMZ2lLWs8pXaElCum0wVWr4eOLVQkM54VdSEREbDEiMOzTahx6_wvyNxR84uLIS9EPcCm5oZQSg6d3QRN7NoYdA/s1600/test+3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464370330336043106&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91b6mXGpAx7Xy6gUDclL4dQ_VeamRfYdZV-wB-NlPAXtxn6L8vs1OuMZ2lLWs8pXaElCum0wVWr4eOLVQkM54VdSEREbDEiMOzTahx6_wvyNxR84uLIS9EPcCm5oZQSg6d3QRN7NoYdA/s400/test+3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest that the hydration ratio stays within the 60 to 68 percentage. Too much liquid might hinder the cake from rising as the cake cannot support its own structure.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/04/soy-milk-chiffon-cake-re-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcGwTi-JUPtMz8pZ0pMQj_3HJzaOuO_P7F7QO0GSUbY5kVIsK-JzEcXV_axGlT1I6lgYsdr9_D4gW5fLGLUxaSDveNBjzcKuDBw3iiLkLOABkTX3HW1cMEfV9E3YRdd9sdMQkofLRTuo/s72-c/test+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-8599928244984243053</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-06T17:42:30.821+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>2 Years</title><description>It&#39;s been 2 years of blogging. Beginning of this year, I made plans to organise a luck draw for the readers. However, due to several unexpected turn of events, I had to shelf the idea. It&#39;s way past anniversary now but, who cares? Ahah~~ I will make the announcement once I am ready. It is my way of saying thank-you to the readers, especially those who bothered to come back for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of Year 2010, I didn&#39;t have time to reflect, no time to make any resolutions. But looking back, 2009 had been a good year though not all smooth sailing. I was doing some spring cleaning of my draft folder and found a few drafts with pictures uploaded but no words. I may have long forgotten how I felt after I finished decorating the cake but each picture brings back bits and pieces of memory. I compiled them together and post them here. And thank you all mommies for placing orders with me again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUjy_atJkN1rVenG41jjXMpgZiKjg0LARDm-U8zOTwVUbt2kvsES_nQA1PtzCvlsdjfPvU_ltrX_PEsJ1vZhH2myeb7XANeqxV34RF3BHL-mDaQk7cW3VBHn4mwHcqSmy8JegCoJidf5U/s1600/dora+n+diego+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456589240711999858&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUjy_atJkN1rVenG41jjXMpgZiKjg0LARDm-U8zOTwVUbt2kvsES_nQA1PtzCvlsdjfPvU_ltrX_PEsJ1vZhH2myeb7XANeqxV34RF3BHL-mDaQk7cW3VBHn4mwHcqSmy8JegCoJidf5U/s400/dora+n+diego+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5nscVFkt8RnEU6OEDOo0wog2nAvWyhBAUx2B_tmgFANSKSmurLaB0Z7J9O9k0UXWXKTI2ZbUXm52oI-hamOoahiQvDdcCeh3NK63cn-_jkiRTALYYF5egCBRCkumOWGpdoH2Wug1LXc/s1600/dora+n+diego+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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I had planned to post it last December but was too caught up with things that it got lost in the draft folder. Every once in a while, a special request will come up that you don&#39;t have the heart to say no to it. This cake was it. I&#39;m not exactly a bird loving person. I&#39;m actually a cat person. I don&#39;t mind mice, snakes or dogs. In fact I love big dogs. I once wanted to adopt a Malamute but I didn&#39;t have enough space for him to run around. Mice are rather smart and I find snakes intriguing. Cats, I love them for their grace and independence. Okay, I digressed. As you might have noticed, most of my cakes were for kids, well, except for mahjong cakes. After doing some repetitive work, I welcome a break from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTVs3TKTxmoLK3V4NNeNC2oIdZaQQYvF2VEQkqPa2qwKje4xSdRBulPwCcxflDkk83yZp7Q5sC8ZUu2wUNIwzSuOQhYZJbXjJ3Ym3KC25EvKkRiLj2ZeJWzBoqJipkUTLQiXWaQTXA7Jw/s1600-h/_DSC5372_RufousCollaredKF_96.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298211692205794&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTVs3TKTxmoLK3V4NNeNC2oIdZaQQYvF2VEQkqPa2qwKje4xSdRBulPwCcxflDkk83yZp7Q5sC8ZUu2wUNIwzSuOQhYZJbXjJ3Ym3KC25EvKkRiLj2ZeJWzBoqJipkUTLQiXWaQTXA7Jw/s400/_DSC5372_RufousCollaredKF_96.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cake was for a bird watching hubby from a loving wife. The reason I did not delete this post as I would love to share the beauty of this bird captured by his excellent photography. She needed a small cake as her hubby wasn&#39;t a cake person. I usually don&#39;t accept orders under 1 kg but I was really interested when she mentioned &#39;Kingfisher&#39;. When I received the picture, I was mesmerised by its beauty. If only I could capture half of its glory on the cake. My camera phone couldn&#39;t capture the &#39;feathers&#39; and the shimmer on its head. I was kind of frustrated from trying and finally gave up. Maybe I should take up photography lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, enjoy the work of nature.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/02/kingfisher.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CcfI8cys-UJ2gto3pGIo12OxSpXSNd3DQxRUfG4eHq-UNw-gRCS1p4NbTtlAgaVc_Ze-_YLmtU1rHdFmYpyU3K_9WrvbzZEhdbOgNrskuMcD1kCK4qB5iY8tD1WH5qmEgHXZ9B-TsFQ/s72-c/kingfisher2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-543322257051486668</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-19T15:04:44.965+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Babies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>Start Them Young</title><description>Came across &lt;a href=&quot;http://hungerhunger.blogspot.com/2010/03/bao-hao-sao-full-well-little.html&quot;&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; some days back from Terri of &lt;a href=&quot;http://hungerhunger.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Hunger Hunger&lt;/a&gt; and thought it would good to share with you. While I could not load the video (not sure why), but reading what she wrote is enough to convince me. She is a sincere blogger and writes what she believes in. Do hop on over to her blog as the areas covered by her are vast. I am picking out just one of points mentioned as I was astounded by the message Jamie Oliver wanted to bring across. The amount of sugar found solely in milk consumed by a child over a period of 5 years is incredible. After knowing this, it would make any parents think twice about giving out carbonated/cordial drinks, sweets and chocolates freely. Below, are some of my efforts to introduce healthy eating habits to my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I am guilty of giving my kids cordial drinks like Ribena. Though I did not start this habit but I did not stand firm enough stopping IH from buying it. These 2 months however, I started buying barley and boiled them with some pandan leaves. The kids are getting use to this. It&#39;s now either barley water or just water. As for sweets, chocolates and carbonated drink, as long as you don&#39;t have them at home, they can&#39;t ask you for it. Simple as that. I don&#39;t stock sweets, chocolates and ice cream at home. Occasionally, I will buy them sweets and chocolates in smaller packagings or ration out to them. We bring bottles of boiled water when we are out, so no excuse for ordering carbonated drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a baker, it is inevitable that there will always be cakes, bread and cookies at home. One benefit of homebakes is that you can reduce the amount of sugar used. That is what I did for most of the recipes I have tried out. With the constant supply of homebakes, I would always ask my helper to share with my neighbours, their kids and helpers. This way, my kids learnt about sharing. In fact, my kids must have gotten tired of my bakes these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breastfed Ah Girl for 6 months and Ah Boy for a year. When they were weaning, the first solids were vegetables puree which I made myself. Pumpkin, carrots, potatoes, chinese spinach, corn, peas are some examples. All of which are unadulterated with seasoning. My mom had advised me to feed them pork bone or fish porridge but I believed that by starting them with vegetables to their untainted palate, they would be more receptive towards vegetables when they are older. Indeed, nothing makes me happier to hear my kids say, &#39;I want vegetables&#39; or &#39;I want some broccoli&#39;. Though they are quite picky when it comes to fish, I&#39;d rather that than them picking out vegetables from their plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned before in my earlier posts, I do not offer deep fried food at home. Once in a while, IH will bring them out to McD&#39;s. Probably due to the lack of exposure to deep fried food, they usually cannot finish the chicken nuggets or french fries. It is some relief that McD&#39;s now offers yoghurt, apples and corn cup in their kid&#39;s meal. I believe all kids love McD&#39;s for a reason. The same for my kids; its toys. In general, Ah boy and Ah Girl prefer homecooked meals. There is pros and cons about this. They usually can&#39;t eat much when we eat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must-have for my kids is soup. Particularly, clear soup. Soup is good for 2 reasons; nutrients in soup are easier absorbed by body and it hydrates the body. There must be soup in 1 of the meals for them. Besides the regular ABC soup (potato and carrot soup), below are 2 soups which I usually cook for them. For soups to be clear, it is important to remove the scums during boiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8PdFr8YXfLyLSxbhV832-Gp3gQUWgyLy7KYTGXgH1F82sqa5Edsq4fSqhZt22VJ4XpTCdkcdf7VBCtbj967T6n4i0owahSdhUtHQe_mtGATVm6LRjB8IlZWzZ8A6JzFdyWRGS-ZAZf4k/s1600-h/radish+carrot.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176063517271858&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8PdFr8YXfLyLSxbhV832-Gp3gQUWgyLy7KYTGXgH1F82sqa5Edsq4fSqhZt22VJ4XpTCdkcdf7VBCtbj967T6n4i0owahSdhUtHQe_mtGATVm6LRjB8IlZWzZ8A6JzFdyWRGS-ZAZf4k/s400/radish+carrot.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhItXk8TEt0Fmp_gdmvnsQ8DkoaJrAC4j0aScAjtMMDK4AAhKF0ZoS9cVkQzmIkgEs8AOPgGD_9WTfCSt5QhxTBd6qhlvvyDa-ZwN_BH28z6uKd8oEAtxIDI3BLyUAv15a2ZENF_Ejr5No/s1600-h/lotus+root.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176051104386066&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhItXk8TEt0Fmp_gdmvnsQ8DkoaJrAC4j0aScAjtMMDK4AAhKF0ZoS9cVkQzmIkgEs8AOPgGD_9WTfCSt5QhxTBd6qhlvvyDa-ZwN_BH28z6uKd8oEAtxIDI3BLyUAv15a2ZENF_Ejr5No/s400/lotus+root.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that all parents want to inculcated healthy eating habits in their children but sometimes, we adults who are &#39;young at heart&#39; inevitably fall into temptation ourselves. If we as parents do not check ourselves, wouldn&#39;t it be hypocrisy to ask our young kids to exercise self restraint?</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-them-young.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8PdFr8YXfLyLSxbhV832-Gp3gQUWgyLy7KYTGXgH1F82sqa5Edsq4fSqhZt22VJ4XpTCdkcdf7VBCtbj967T6n4i0owahSdhUtHQe_mtGATVm6LRjB8IlZWzZ8A6JzFdyWRGS-ZAZf4k/s72-c/radish+carrot.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-2101012261157986707</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 03:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-10T12:18:42.916+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>Febrile Seizure &amp; My Grievance</title><description>Okay, so I took an even longer break. I hope everyone had a wonderful Chinese New Year. I was so busy with the preparation, pineapple tarts sale, cake orders and tending to a sick child, I didn&#39;t really get to enjoy my break. At the busiest time of the year, Ah Boy fell sick. Just first week of February, it started out with a mild grade fever in the morning. When I was about to leave office for home in the evening, I received a panic call from IH. Ah Boy&#39;s fever escalated suddenly and went into seizure. Ambulance was called in and Ah Boy was sent to hospital. The journey from office to the hospital was torturous. What happened to my mischievous and active boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being afraid and uncooperative in an unfamiliar environment is normal for a toddler. Even more scary for him as he was in the isolation ward. Fortunately 1 of us was allowed to accompany him. While he was still very alert after the seizure, he was afraid of the masks and medication time. Later, the paediatrician explained to me that what occurred was &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Febrile_seizure&quot;&gt;Febrile&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/febrile_seizures/detail_febrile_seizures.htm&quot;&gt;Seizure&lt;/a&gt; . It is a type of seizure that usually lasts less than 15 minutes and is caused by a sudden rise in temperature. As the child&#39;s brain is not fully developed, it is unable to handle this and thus shut down. Usually, after the seizure, some children will fall asleep. After Febrile seizure, the child will appear normal and alert. According to the doctors, Febrile seizure is unlikely to cause developmental problems or impairment of intelligence. However, when seizures occur, it is important to send the child to hospital to rule out other possiblities such as &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meningitis&quot;&gt;Meningitis&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Encephalitis&quot;&gt;Encephalitis&lt;/a&gt; and to identify the cause of fever. In Ah Boy&#39;s case, I was worried about Dengue Fever. Just a day ago before Ah Boy&#39;s seizure, I was informed by the people from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nea.gov.sg/&quot;&gt;NEA&lt;/a&gt; that there is 1 case of Dengue Fever in my block, just 2 levels below me. Then there is H1N1. Dengue Fever was ruled out. It was diagnosed as viral fever and since Ah Boy was alert, he was discharged that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, the next morning, Ah Boy had another seizure and fell alseep after that. According to the doctor, the recurrence of Febrile seizure is not uncommon (about 30%) but it is not common for it recurr again in 24 hours. We had no choice but to send him back to hospital for another check. He was admitted and tested for H1N1 but was cleared. Still, he had to stay in the hospital for observation. He was alert and played with his toys. Ah Girl was rather shaken by the experience and cried when Ah Boy had to stay in the hospital. Due to my earlier commitment, I had to stay home that night to finish my order. My helper stayed the night with him in the hospital. For once, I hated myself for having to bake and decorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share my experience of handling seizure at home. Not that I have lots of experience but what was taught by the doctors. My hope is none of the parents has to go through this frightening and dreadful experience but it is important to know what to do if it does happen. First, when seizure occurs, turn the baby/toddler to his/her side. Do not attempt to stuff anything into his/her mouth, including your own fingers. Try to stay calm. I tried to talk to Ah Boy in an assuring voice and pat gently on his back. Meantime, observe the duration of the seizure, the child&#39;s response such as, clenched fist, twitching body, eyes staring forward or rolled back. Did the child let go of his bladder? What happened after the seizure? These are the questions doctors will ask you when you bring the child in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse was yet to come as after being discharged from the hospital as you have to monitor the child&#39;s temperature. Besides Panamol, he was also given Ibuprofen. These 2 medication will manage the fever but will not stop seizure from recurring. I was given some anticonvulsants to be administered through the anus should the seizure last more than 15 minutes. In Ah Boy&#39;s 2 instances, they lasted less than a minute. Ah Boy was really cranky and refused fever medication which was understandable. My helper and I took turns to carry him throughout the nights so that he could catch some sleep. What was unacceptable was an adult, acting like a kid throwing tantrums at the slightest thing. I believe that a child can sense the emotions of his/her parents. It is important to remain calm and assuring. It is no wonder, throughout the entire time, Ah Boy refused to be carried by IH. And especially at times like these, I find that a helper is more valuable than a husband. Usually, it took me 2 hours to cook pineapple jam. But having to take care of Ah Boy intermittenly, I took 6 hours. I received no help from him except he kept pressing us to administer medication. Just minutes after I started sponging Ah Boy, IH measured took his temperature again and said sponging didn&#39;t work. Then IH blamed me for not being there when the first seizure occurred. I was exasperated. I did not have the energy to deal with IH. A leopard will never change its spots. 狗，始终改不了吃屎。 Ah Boy cried at the sight of medicine. My helper and I wept when he hugged us and cried, &#39;Please, please, no more medicine.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Ah Boy has fully recovered after Chinese New Year, gained back the 1.3kg he lost during his sickness. What I got in return is a healthy and active boy and a cough which tormented me for 5 weeks. Thank you for reading this lengthy and pictureless post. I can&#39;t promise that I will be more regular in my posts but I&#39;m glad to be back.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/03/febrile-seizure-my-grievance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><thr:total>28</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-2630994474758729948</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 08:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-19T17:33:23.403+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Babies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>It&#39;s been a long break...</title><description>... And thank you if you are still reading this. I&#39;ve been experiencing a little fatigue these couple of months. Recently, I have been boring you with cakes. I have baking cakes week in and week out. Not that I have lost my interest in baking or decorating but I have lost my direction in blogging. I cooked, I baked but most times, just too tired to take pictures. Partly because fearing they might ended up in the draft box like, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this break, I took time to prepare Ah Girl for Primary 1. More than ever, I realised that I had been too lax with her. Her handwriting is atrocious, especially for her Chinese. That also made me feel rather guilty. I didn&#39;t spend enought time with her to correct her handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Girl&#39;s graduation day. She performed in one of the skits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBj2MIbGxCLjJN62OVjbvLrwNIoVdTvk7QByGEJKAnVnJFy-2LyC31IJSmbESiHC42lXgbyYp6aDyMz0ErlK86X2mDJ7vunKpFEtHYZLF-cuMQgnpCzzE0qN1GgElSEOyfZfUoIPj8ik/s1600-h/graduation.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428371599813811426&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBj2MIbGxCLjJN62OVjbvLrwNIoVdTvk7QByGEJKAnVnJFy-2LyC31IJSmbESiHC42lXgbyYp6aDyMz0ErlK86X2mDJ7vunKpFEtHYZLF-cuMQgnpCzzE0qN1GgElSEOyfZfUoIPj8ik/s400/graduation.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took time off to accompany her on the first and second day of school. Everything was a breeze except for a hiccup from the transport company. She was being assigned to the wrong bus. From a supposedly half an hour ride, turned into a near 2 and a half hour journey. I had to sit at the drop off point, worried sick and not knowing when she would reach home as the driver couldn&#39;t give me a confirmed time. Call it being Singaporean or whatever, I called up and gave them a piece of my mind. Honestly speaking, if she were to take public transport, it would probably take 10 to 15 minutes to reach home. I thought the arrangement would be more convenient for Ah Girl and my helper. I was quite surprised when Ah Girl reached home without tears. I must say I was rather proud when she said she wasn&#39;t afraid, just bored nd hungry. Perhaps she is more independent than I would like to admit. By the time she had her meal, it was close to 4 p.m. She asked if it was her lunch or dinner. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaBEWdAxLE54gdaN4T9V3ozFkezmJjPVQeHGdcz0MFQSan3nQbcDsnR_sgijJMQCJhLzGABxOZIU5AaDiz34UDL5bFvnX2shAiMkK0yOD5OA_CXkZbZgMq3EdXKHzlINWDYxdiLnP7iFA/s1600-h/alexz.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428371605857836978&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaBEWdAxLE54gdaN4T9V3ozFkezmJjPVQeHGdcz0MFQSan3nQbcDsnR_sgijJMQCJhLzGABxOZIU5AaDiz34UDL5bFvnX2shAiMkK0yOD5OA_CXkZbZgMq3EdXKHzlINWDYxdiLnP7iFA/s400/alexz.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I am worried about is her spending too much at the bookshop and being talkative in class. Thus I wondered if she was made monitoress because of her constant chattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time Ah Boy fell sick, recovered and fell sick again over the weekend. He is getting used to Ah Girl&#39;s new routine and will ask where is Ah Girl when he wakes up. He used to follow Ah Girl to the Kindergarten but she now has to go off at 6.15 a.m. This is his cheeky self. His favourite TV shows are Pingu, Bob the Builder, Barney, Hi 5 and of course Thomas Tank Engine. Favourite song? &#39;Happy Birthday&#39;. He comes in really handy at birthday parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq9qAKT12hRrJTMKQqgGuDQzPo-d9GaJ3E6Uyk-afHyvi2jcNBPgPfckReo9VxpFxfnD9KKFfwtlB_kmbIUlqRaN43Uuryla8xKI2GnP2NLgmkhK4TnlzY3FDKng7Io24BfdfeVX1OW-4/s1600-h/tintin+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428371609244857538&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq9qAKT12hRrJTMKQqgGuDQzPo-d9GaJ3E6Uyk-afHyvi2jcNBPgPfckReo9VxpFxfnD9KKFfwtlB_kmbIUlqRaN43Uuryla8xKI2GnP2NLgmkhK4TnlzY3FDKng7Io24BfdfeVX1OW-4/s400/tintin+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his not-so-cheeky self. I noticed his hidden double eye-lids will appear when he is unwell. If that is really the case, I&#39;d rather they remain hidden forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP5koDtYzPaXW3sUxmOI6HtglE2qaCcU4LE24fenVLlMi-xO8sfAPuxciJf-Q1fB_k9o-f4wd1OkyYi2063VJQYicNT0kV3gx1UNVRzi8-Z8pXsQ905hHkV9eft_wgpmOCD4Vow3IeJeI/s1600-h/Photo0424.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428371618772181762&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP5koDtYzPaXW3sUxmOI6HtglE2qaCcU4LE24fenVLlMi-xO8sfAPuxciJf-Q1fB_k9o-f4wd1OkyYi2063VJQYicNT0kV3gx1UNVRzi8-Z8pXsQ905hHkV9eft_wgpmOCD4Vow3IeJeI/s400/Photo0424.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the company of my kids while slowing down. I think I have been doing too many things at the same time. Finally, I had time to sit down and read. Finished 4 books to be exact. Found time to revisit beading and unfortunately, discovered jewellery making. Argh.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-long-break.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKBj2MIbGxCLjJN62OVjbvLrwNIoVdTvk7QByGEJKAnVnJFy-2LyC31IJSmbESiHC42lXgbyYp6aDyMz0ErlK86X2mDJ7vunKpFEtHYZLF-cuMQgnpCzzE0qN1GgElSEOyfZfUoIPj8ik/s72-c/graduation.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-8775476051498939050</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 04:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T12:36:50.609+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Kogepan &amp; Flowers</title><description>What has Kogepan got to do with flowers? Nothing. Except that they were birthday cakes from sister to sister. The one with flowers was ordered by a customer. These flowers were manually rolled and shaped. The process was tedious. I had wanted to get a sugarcraft gun but it was quite expensive. Took me quite awhile to make them but the result was satisfactory. My sis commented that it has a little Peranakan feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh683wAnarcpsgWLEAsbA-XVtM3ZT29hQ5LDn-ILdJhGxWhH3FXI8y2RllssCQVbDtS54GF_k-HtldG19ZC_AGsgvQlW9Eac8mSbiFqobIlKCHGVMa7MRguQASXQofQPiDk9jO-2xXwHjc/s1600/flowers+3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404623384268254178&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh683wAnarcpsgWLEAsbA-XVtM3ZT29hQ5LDn-ILdJhGxWhH3FXI8y2RllssCQVbDtS54GF_k-HtldG19ZC_AGsgvQlW9Eac8mSbiFqobIlKCHGVMa7MRguQASXQofQPiDk9jO-2xXwHjc/s400/flowers+3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMSJjUUCn5UFyWl3pYbT3Ff9EAMskn4XC3eJWbw4MFka5dP0Jx6ldWq7et5fzcyWu9iz98p2vAgA3m7drjgrsLw3deLV8lw3gPtSKyUSc1jMDKC2Qwv326Iq64SJ1LRidazkcLLhhSgI/s1600/flowers+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404623384302233986&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMSJjUUCn5UFyWl3pYbT3Ff9EAMskn4XC3eJWbw4MFka5dP0Jx6ldWq7et5fzcyWu9iz98p2vAgA3m7drjgrsLw3deLV8lw3gPtSKyUSc1jMDKC2Qwv326Iq64SJ1LRidazkcLLhhSgI/s400/flowers+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmUOfFHIzhZOfmdFqXKEeWz7CfuXYx2PxjU9r_tOS7oUUmfN7mlFIvea351RGewLAPbGFXNuCrmIbVswMN572C7ytRxv_sCTMZa18v6mj7zAmIQdTfOYE3nAQI5wCkcXa9nNc8EZP-aM/s1600/kogepan1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404623375201878722&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmUOfFHIzhZOfmdFqXKEeWz7CfuXYx2PxjU9r_tOS7oUUmfN7mlFIvea351RGewLAPbGFXNuCrmIbVswMN572C7ytRxv_sCTMZa18v6mj7zAmIQdTfOYE3nAQI5wCkcXa9nNc8EZP-aM/s400/kogepan1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cake was however done in record time. I took 1 and 1/2 hour to bake and decorate. The speed is relative to the design as well. I am not sure if anyone is a fan of Kogepan (burnt bread-man) but both me and my sis are. I still possess handphone lanyards, handphone charms, stuffed toy, pencil case, etc., all well-kept and unused. Earlier this year, I had promised her to bake her one. What&#39;s worse was I had orders that day. Good thing was that Kogepan-san&#39;s lines were simple and straight forward. Here&#39;s a brief introduction about Kogepan. Kogepan always has this sad and empty look. As he was slightly burnt in the oven, it was left on the shelf. He drowns his sorrow in milk. But this Kogepan should feel happy. It was baked with love and his destiny of being eaten was fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFdJLVrs3j4rv7IaTQkmapfaevroc6i7y_XXcQUG0nBXQGovY_LCTHooU1Ko32s6gsTj_J3wNuewU3IKKwrwFVZ_8zR_9Z17VloiCokHTKVuHbcx6sVW8q_2LcrtxhQOThBdnFNSUnYE/s1600/kogepan2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404623373157160322&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFdJLVrs3j4rv7IaTQkmapfaevroc6i7y_XXcQUG0nBXQGovY_LCTHooU1Ko32s6gsTj_J3wNuewU3IKKwrwFVZ_8zR_9Z17VloiCokHTKVuHbcx6sVW8q_2LcrtxhQOThBdnFNSUnYE/s400/kogepan2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/11/kogepan-flowers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh683wAnarcpsgWLEAsbA-XVtM3ZT29hQ5LDn-ILdJhGxWhH3FXI8y2RllssCQVbDtS54GF_k-HtldG19ZC_AGsgvQlW9Eac8mSbiFqobIlKCHGVMa7MRguQASXQofQPiDk9jO-2xXwHjc/s72-c/flowers+3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>24</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-8033767132160802911</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 02:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T11:43:39.032+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Soar The Sky</title><description>Just passed the 35th year mark of my life two Thursday ago. Do bakers bake their own cakes on their birthday? Not this one. I had an almost cake-free day, except that I had to bake in the evening for an order. As for birthday presents, I received a recipe book which 2 of my sis S&#39;s recipes were in it, a &#39;voucher&#39; to get a haircut which I badly need, some recipes books from friends and a fridge. I picked practicality in place of a jewellery piece. It was a tie, between a new mixer and a fridge. I figured I could wait for the next sale season for the mixer, weheras the fridge was already offered on sale. Thank you for all the birthday wishes I received on mobile, emails and Facebook. I appreciate the reminder of me approaching 40 in another 5 years&#39; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, back to this blog post where a fortunate boy whose loving parents ordered 2 airplane cakes for his birthday celebration. Kids these days are so lucky. Often, they get 2 cakes for their birthdays. With the permission of the loving mummy, I am allowed to post her boys&#39; pic on my blog. The control tower and plane were assembled on site. They decorated their home with a departure/arrival hall. This is the pilot and his co-pilot, complete with uniform. Smart looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSY_GVbwr6D8vCp1Jgp0uZdyEnT5KjvJMo0GR-ziY0SU3AeyLNxhUAnEVvTMZjD2sX55CQx8KJpbxwJ1dNF4eQmdk9UbsMW0OreGPuJkSHp8dQNHrnQAOfu-JARl8ZpVRUndK18eHYBs/s1600-h/airport1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386452309860251874&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSY_GVbwr6D8vCp1Jgp0uZdyEnT5KjvJMo0GR-ziY0SU3AeyLNxhUAnEVvTMZjD2sX55CQx8KJpbxwJ1dNF4eQmdk9UbsMW0OreGPuJkSHp8dQNHrnQAOfu-JARl8ZpVRUndK18eHYBs/s400/airport1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cake to celebrate with close relatives. As the cake was not delivered to the venue, I made it safer for transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pUoL3vUhWtFTFIlLiMf8hEJJsCKTl6K-JHzeWh3NpShyphenhyphennhyphenhyphenYES3qh_QHU8_jC2_Fylb1JwCYxjJGkXqHXJusqJtqUlHB7t1Rxug6K7IZW6PdpT9ALHPcxY9TyqJIqJFAFEaMdDIyRsI/s1600-h/airplane+sky4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386452302138864626&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8pUoL3vUhWtFTFIlLiMf8hEJJsCKTl6K-JHzeWh3NpShyphenhyphennhyphenhyphenYES3qh_QHU8_jC2_Fylb1JwCYxjJGkXqHXJusqJtqUlHB7t1Rxug6K7IZW6PdpT9ALHPcxY9TyqJIqJFAFEaMdDIyRsI/s400/airplane+sky4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I liked the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaVSoy-eC4YLccOmyuJgUVt2aEMhhF7W60LOtgYtPRxWJr9sFwmsMD0ou0rN9hfkGQZy8_yOVql9nzA4tYwWVQh3cWRXOWOl2lllhTDIhxB_b2flw2fuX80zwoziLsB9knSozGWVJGL1M/s1600-h/airplane+sky3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386452294048074850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaVSoy-eC4YLccOmyuJgUVt2aEMhhF7W60LOtgYtPRxWJr9sFwmsMD0ou0rN9hfkGQZy8_yOVql9nzA4tYwWVQh3cWRXOWOl2lllhTDIhxB_b2flw2fuX80zwoziLsB9knSozGWVJGL1M/s400/airplane+sky3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8g1vUqpGKJEvY80n6N4pvR_485Ay6Ml-_whwx4Yc5tlvY31eKNTrDofwpznxK7hP3aRO42nwqFmUgmDpWbT7hlBnJkfDOtKhhR9h_3h5gOj8IJVxYlKI_nSowBGMOEeeLzsXy30gi8YQ/s1600-h/airplane+sky1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386452279501426850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8g1vUqpGKJEvY80n6N4pvR_485Ay6Ml-_whwx4Yc5tlvY31eKNTrDofwpznxK7hP3aRO42nwqFmUgmDpWbT7hlBnJkfDOtKhhR9h_3h5gOj8IJVxYlKI_nSowBGMOEeeLzsXy30gi8YQ/s400/airplane+sky1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/11/soar-sky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSY_GVbwr6D8vCp1Jgp0uZdyEnT5KjvJMo0GR-ziY0SU3AeyLNxhUAnEVvTMZjD2sX55CQx8KJpbxwJ1dNF4eQmdk9UbsMW0OreGPuJkSHp8dQNHrnQAOfu-JARl8ZpVRUndK18eHYBs/s72-c/airport1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-2791045100930964349</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 03:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T11:23:53.534+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Wedding Cake</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeMeYaTNZLZppXcvKa298Z9-HHocuC2bx68ut_yTyWgjXT4IH7sMudqnXLPW-lpGXPSc2BHdrtyBIF5vCGim1Sl1KK423bjy9Jmuk0tBeSjf-2QYstWNOJnDIWhssd4Iv8seLni1X4_s/s1600-h/wedding+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386440043434409314&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeMeYaTNZLZppXcvKa298Z9-HHocuC2bx68ut_yTyWgjXT4IH7sMudqnXLPW-lpGXPSc2BHdrtyBIF5vCGim1Sl1KK423bjy9Jmuk0tBeSjf-2QYstWNOJnDIWhssd4Iv8seLni1X4_s/s400/wedding+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was asked to make a wedding cake, I didn&#39;t know what ran through my mind. Was it, &#39;Oh shit, how am I going to pull this through?&#39; or was it, &#39;Wow, thanks for having faith in me.&#39; Making one for a friend and making one for a client is a totally different experience. For the former, I was all relaxed. However, as time goes by, knowing more about fondant, reading all the horror stories about how the cake could go wrong, I am all nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made plans a month before the wedding to learn how to make gumpaste roses from a book. Sad to say, with my clumsy fingers, they were not realistic enough thus not up to par. I had to scrap the idea of using roses. The thing about this client was that she left the design all up to me, as long as the cake was purple and that she wanted a traditional wedding couple topper. There&#39;s good and bad about this. The good thing was that I had the liberty to do whatever I want with the cake. The bad thing was that; it was not my cake afterall. Without understanding what she wants, I could never know how she had envisioned her cake to be. So upon seeing the cake, we could be devastated or delighted. I was glad that the former didn&#39;t happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jZSS8UXwQLwg_hI32-rFKm6q-jORi4xIi0rJl4x4P1XZbXfD4CryUFYjPjmwl2L6i1iew4MnX-1vBPlYtVlajMfClW1nwDZWrT8HSxBvmvAqKWeEAe8EeL0Gf42RJkTWG_huHf7UUzg/s1600-h/wedding+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386440041848119666&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jZSS8UXwQLwg_hI32-rFKm6q-jORi4xIi0rJl4x4P1XZbXfD4CryUFYjPjmwl2L6i1iew4MnX-1vBPlYtVlajMfClW1nwDZWrT8HSxBvmvAqKWeEAe8EeL0Gf42RJkTWG_huHf7UUzg/s400/wedding+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was held at a church and the reception was at a place that looked like a canteen. So there wasn&#39;t really a place where I can set up the cake against a nice backdrop. It was drizzling then but was glad that my homemade marshmallow fondant decided to behave and didn&#39;t sweat. I had a mild scare while transporting the cake though. Despite my warning to the cab driver to drive slow, he made a sharp swerve. I thought I heard a small &#39;thud&#39; at the back. Fortunately, the cake was unharmed. I was told by the bride later that the relatives thought that the cake was a dummy. Honestly, when I married, I didn&#39;t have a wedding cake. I had to cut into a dummy and thought that was funny.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeMeYaTNZLZppXcvKa298Z9-HHocuC2bx68ut_yTyWgjXT4IH7sMudqnXLPW-lpGXPSc2BHdrtyBIF5vCGim1Sl1KK423bjy9Jmuk0tBeSjf-2QYstWNOJnDIWhssd4Iv8seLni1X4_s/s72-c/wedding+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-1189924797760348111</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 03:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T12:35:12.098+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Dora and Boots</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiygyVzBAiu4WKPGG-sgIJrtU7STsKLK4oGCpIspAatpeX4YB_gkT99KRy_HKU2q9RJYrNx03Z1j1HvBLlAge1179HsXiWgAgz1wYpuZQpJ4g96jBohIGea4SmYSpmDs-oj4i5Uj5Tljbc/s1600-h/dora+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386440545497415154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiygyVzBAiu4WKPGG-sgIJrtU7STsKLK4oGCpIspAatpeX4YB_gkT99KRy_HKU2q9RJYrNx03Z1j1HvBLlAge1179HsXiWgAgz1wYpuZQpJ4g96jBohIGea4SmYSpmDs-oj4i5Uj5Tljbc/s400/dora+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ah Girl was at Ah Boy&#39;s age, I used to sing Dora&#39;s travel song with her when we were walking towards my mom&#39;s house. I changed the destination to &#39;Mama&#39;s House&#39;. It just made the walking trip a little more pleasant and fun. Now it&#39;s Ah Boy&#39;s turn to sing it. I am blessed with 2 lovely kids who play on their own, as long as I am within their sight. Though occasionally, they like to fiddle with my sugar dough and tools, basically they understand that it is not &#39;Okay&#39; to touch the decorated cake. Naturally, I bribe them with morsels of the marshmallow fondant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipAhsLxH0ia5-mKLvyGnXiMmrGuLB33cz8mThTcpAJUqFL0yMJqwRMPQxRSyFVTScXrmWlu8RZ6nzMRkaKP8GTEfreHnkijqtvqK_8xv8uM9iQdr0Bz3-0qFm-c-3VZIHKj4l027-Iy1M/s1600-h/dora+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386440539707958738&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipAhsLxH0ia5-mKLvyGnXiMmrGuLB33cz8mThTcpAJUqFL0yMJqwRMPQxRSyFVTScXrmWlu8RZ6nzMRkaKP8GTEfreHnkijqtvqK_8xv8uM9iQdr0Bz3-0qFm-c-3VZIHKj4l027-Iy1M/s400/dora+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I won&#39;t be letting the cakes out of my sight with them around. Better to be safe than sorry. I thoroughly enjoyed decorating this cake. It is more time consuming but the result was better than what I expected. I almost forgot the frills on Dora&#39;s socks. The only thing was; I couldn&#39;t get Dora&#39;s songs out of my head while making this. It got a little irritating after a while. Now typing this post, the songs came back again. I&#39;ll end here before they drive me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I would like to introduce my other blog, &lt;a href=&quot;http://piccolo-yogashiten.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Piccolo Yogashiten&lt;/a&gt;. It is a gallery of my past cake orders and further information about my cakes. Kindly also direct your order enquiries to this new email, piccolo[dot]rei[at]gmail[dot]com. For questions about recipes, please continue to write to miyazaki[dot]rei[at]gmail[dot]com. I would like keep them separate as it is getting difficult for me to keep track and I might miss out your emails. Thank you for your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね～～</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/10/dora-and-boots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiygyVzBAiu4WKPGG-sgIJrtU7STsKLK4oGCpIspAatpeX4YB_gkT99KRy_HKU2q9RJYrNx03Z1j1HvBLlAge1179HsXiWgAgz1wYpuZQpJ4g96jBohIGea4SmYSpmDs-oj4i5Uj5Tljbc/s72-c/dora+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-2830829196806510057</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 03:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T13:15:43.611+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Babies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Birthday Cake for My Kids</title><description>My kids&#39; birthdays are just 10 days apart and celebrating together makes sense. I do not have to bake and consume 2 cakes. But when it comes to decorating the cake, there is no such thing as a theme. You see, what has Ben 10 Alien Force Omnitrix got to do with Thomas the Tank Engine? But to be fair to the both of them, they have to co-exist on the same cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRo94ZEd6PPB2HMWK8C9JwwQ0SS1HLCk8oSNOn7l0kaG8FdxL5YC3rT-dGYEE2aaftGxCB0QYCnUGV5NvlbzTENwGAgTwRcHls2XSl-VdZ6dc6pAQuVZJbHxKRB80N9aTo7T_ex4WWIQ/s1600-h/thomas+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385253178749222178&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRo94ZEd6PPB2HMWK8C9JwwQ0SS1HLCk8oSNOn7l0kaG8FdxL5YC3rT-dGYEE2aaftGxCB0QYCnUGV5NvlbzTENwGAgTwRcHls2XSl-VdZ6dc6pAQuVZJbHxKRB80N9aTo7T_ex4WWIQ/s400/thomas+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While assembling the cake, Ah Girl commented that it was unfair that &#39;Didi&#39; has a cake on his birthday. Apparently, she forgot that she had a Ben 10 Alien Force cake to celebrate at her kindergarten. I told her she actually celebrated twice. She was convinced only after I placed the Omnitrix on the cake. Kids. Speaking of this; I wish to thank &lt;a href=&quot;http://stores.shop.ebay.com/Little-Fun-Store__W0QQ_armrsZ1&quot;&gt;Little Fun Store&lt;/a&gt; from Ebay. I placed order for stuffs needed for Ah Girl&#39;s birthday celecbration at the school at the very last minute. Thanks to her, I got my order really quick, in time for the party. I bought kids stuff from her over a couple of years and she has never failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKduZkT7y8Zkh-cAwTQl9PyyUSxvzV6APsrsHQFPoAnCHSJH57RfKBEgkSDpAmsQlAeo5LGKjEv45DqTqbQjrv_qaE_Ww5SVoZHZl-MLOg0ValIzYXtNV3l9QkVmCnQ7qz9JAPpo3BVaU/s1600-h/thomas+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385253170442519058&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKduZkT7y8Zkh-cAwTQl9PyyUSxvzV6APsrsHQFPoAnCHSJH57RfKBEgkSDpAmsQlAeo5LGKjEv45DqTqbQjrv_qaE_Ww5SVoZHZl-MLOg0ValIzYXtNV3l9QkVmCnQ7qz9JAPpo3BVaU/s400/thomas+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close-up on Thomas and his truck loads of sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQ4ctMmhFBC5vIbFlO68oa8_igXq8H_K8F28twVMMzrU1UTjjgLqVtU3cfc6OaR_Fy2unaQl35ymIVUO9ShVTlZHcIXA9rlvSnNP_l5CE_dFFWGwKlo0XxCJyOgO6kV0spN-SrZfq88s/s1600-h/bday+cake+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385252635275086882&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkQ4ctMmhFBC5vIbFlO68oa8_igXq8H_K8F28twVMMzrU1UTjjgLqVtU3cfc6OaR_Fy2unaQl35ymIVUO9ShVTlZHcIXA9rlvSnNP_l5CE_dFFWGwKlo0XxCJyOgO6kV0spN-SrZfq88s/s400/bday+cake+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights down and candle-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWjLScSS2HWmPAAdO5_Py0NU0lMuAAGTuBUHEPQEfqZ3B9A-Bomhj2_XhSfXjK76XXBajC7PtGhuNoe43MGYN-Gfjehrq_EzBVZeiNbzpwly_QFCCnhXKSGeF7yxLMiBvU1LnVkBJ9dg/s1600-h/bday+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385252618560714802&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWjLScSS2HWmPAAdO5_Py0NU0lMuAAGTuBUHEPQEfqZ3B9A-Bomhj2_XhSfXjK76XXBajC7PtGhuNoe43MGYN-Gfjehrq_EzBVZeiNbzpwly_QFCCnhXKSGeF7yxLMiBvU1LnVkBJ9dg/s400/bday+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Boy looked on with interest. He thought he could play with Thomas like a real toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxH6i6DAy6pi9c6NGRshyCl7edcVXPW7nysWxNgnycSO5xev1wI6-_YMhuMQdP6LRK5_2uYskRG7aGB67dYuewHBcBLrhwe9cXKRL6wBsbdgXYtFt_D9_wlECUDD9LFJmBXRzWf5rcH2A/s1600-h/bday+3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385252622793286866&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxH6i6DAy6pi9c6NGRshyCl7edcVXPW7nysWxNgnycSO5xev1wI6-_YMhuMQdP6LRK5_2uYskRG7aGB67dYuewHBcBLrhwe9cXKRL6wBsbdgXYtFt_D9_wlECUDD9LFJmBXRzWf5rcH2A/s400/bday+3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No crumbs gone to waste. I had to wash the knife after that. Ah boy was facsinated by the candle flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_KBT0j3girxXN7GpV8N4O8nJFLkGSXP8jrgIuOQFK9TyAgXxTWmeb2QNANV58x_br-CF49FTtwpFOeFX1ia_p5J-3Ta8EuP4DaYcSkGBT3YlB4uJQDqcZJ5UDZBAVhQgL1qJ2kspJLOY/s1600-h/bday+4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385252632927924498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_KBT0j3girxXN7GpV8N4O8nJFLkGSXP8jrgIuOQFK9TyAgXxTWmeb2QNANV58x_br-CF49FTtwpFOeFX1ia_p5J-3Ta8EuP4DaYcSkGBT3YlB4uJQDqcZJ5UDZBAVhQgL1qJ2kspJLOY/s400/bday+4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went on to touch it. The poor boy burnt his finger. Brave boy didn&#39;t cry, just clenched his fingers together. I had to pry his fingers open to apply ointment. Till now, whenever he sees a candle or saw these pics, he will say &#39;hot hot&#39;. Silly boy also got a &#39;Harry Potter&#39; scratch between his eyebrows before his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing last year&#39;s pictures, they are growing up so fast. If I could make a wish; time stands still for 1 day and let me hold you a little longer.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-cake-for-my-kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRo94ZEd6PPB2HMWK8C9JwwQ0SS1HLCk8oSNOn7l0kaG8FdxL5YC3rT-dGYEE2aaftGxCB0QYCnUGV5NvlbzTENwGAgTwRcHls2XSl-VdZ6dc6pAQuVZJbHxKRB80N9aTo7T_ex4WWIQ/s72-c/thomas+2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-1557825292204760606</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 03:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T11:34:09.597+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Babies</category><title>Weird Pic Parents Take</title><description>Yeah, I was bored. One sunday, my kids happened to be napping. I do weird stuffs like holding their hands, kiss their palms/fingers, smell their hair, planting kisses on their cheeks while they are asleep. I can just sit there and watch them sleep. Well, sometimes I fell asleep as well. Then I noticed how long Ah Boy&#39;s eyelashes are. So I took a picture. Worried that Ah Girl&#39;s eyelashes aren&#39;t as long, I took a picture to compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0nUunbKxzYQE6Dul6tz-TPFCElzYpCRyBqxIgRzJT6qQIT9csxyz7LV2PkWVXJBLNUPKQEp6QLuz2a9z8LtC1SD06-4zatnzH-s2NHgwhCI97MfFShW7NmE0L0wmRvEDJK4Nb4ycVHxg/s1600-h/ca+eyelash.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378878239795093938&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0nUunbKxzYQE6Dul6tz-TPFCElzYpCRyBqxIgRzJT6qQIT9csxyz7LV2PkWVXJBLNUPKQEp6QLuz2a9z8LtC1SD06-4zatnzH-s2NHgwhCI97MfFShW7NmE0L0wmRvEDJK4Nb4ycVHxg/s400/ca+eyelash.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheenseeCoGgOqUav3rSEMsSdCyjXJ82mR5ejiQvtCLQQ27XQThLIpoW4-mRsalW_lBbb7_QUlXAtk0KE76Zb3zVJWokIO3fhc_n5oS4RCYz4-b9b-RXEU6Gw3z-5XbdEJWMeipynUApls/s1600-h/aa+eyelash.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378878230058838386&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheenseeCoGgOqUav3rSEMsSdCyjXJ82mR5ejiQvtCLQQ27XQThLIpoW4-mRsalW_lBbb7_QUlXAtk0KE76Zb3zVJWokIO3fhc_n5oS4RCYz4-b9b-RXEU6Gw3z-5XbdEJWMeipynUApls/s400/aa+eyelash.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who won?</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/09/weird-pic-parents-take.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0nUunbKxzYQE6Dul6tz-TPFCElzYpCRyBqxIgRzJT6qQIT9csxyz7LV2PkWVXJBLNUPKQEp6QLuz2a9z8LtC1SD06-4zatnzH-s2NHgwhCI97MfFShW7NmE0L0wmRvEDJK4Nb4ycVHxg/s72-c/ca+eyelash.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-438399733196275150</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T15:25:43.847+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Here Kitty Kitty~~</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0I9B9_vdZvgYMrBab1fAt1zC7W0VveIj9BHnAlmjwQpzMxx5b03MJiFsSYtPK6qKWd7Iy2FcvCfRQ8HdRsVc3UpFwUBRRpjnmbRu3Z_IwZz-w3qbeMXiZ5e3ZQrrKGqRRj-sH8uMm08/s1600-h/HK+fondant2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877696139425458&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0I9B9_vdZvgYMrBab1fAt1zC7W0VveIj9BHnAlmjwQpzMxx5b03MJiFsSYtPK6qKWd7Iy2FcvCfRQ8HdRsVc3UpFwUBRRpjnmbRu3Z_IwZz-w3qbeMXiZ5e3ZQrrKGqRRj-sH8uMm08/s400/HK+fondant2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Kitty fans out there? Last month, I received 3 Kitty orders in a row. I was really tempted to get a Hello Kitty baking pan for the order. However, I found out that it was too small. So I did this without the mould. Was glad that it turned out well. I didn&#39;t add tylo powder to stiffen the whiskers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5HlxmFQpGk_C-acIb5Qy1nX9mWD4n9kzl1nKBs_AtM_Ri0ECf9Brr59Ko4RD7RzPKREz6AvbaNUNWTX5L1FeEvEsrDIgtBUiiHvf3z-jydtk4HWZHkLseqXx8yNlkQdhKHXr44xp4H1E/s1600-h/HK+fondant1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877691152569410&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5HlxmFQpGk_C-acIb5Qy1nX9mWD4n9kzl1nKBs_AtM_Ri0ECf9Brr59Ko4RD7RzPKREz6AvbaNUNWTX5L1FeEvEsrDIgtBUiiHvf3z-jydtk4HWZHkLseqXx8yNlkQdhKHXr44xp4H1E/s400/HK+fondant1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate buttercake with chocolate ganache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhaQ5xreoCGGjlbFRy1c9hoZUg6U3E9YUqL-ezmbIZvxZtZ0A2Td9Wz4uIlVDB4trFn91gfOZBfnhVz5e5jrVfLGWTrxIOCfn__xJMmzpAfIBLC0seVzmfBnzl-17m8vzYTL3nRMFlwM/s1600-h/hk3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877682691682594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkhaQ5xreoCGGjlbFRy1c9hoZUg6U3E9YUqL-ezmbIZvxZtZ0A2Td9Wz4uIlVDB4trFn91gfOZBfnhVz5e5jrVfLGWTrxIOCfn__xJMmzpAfIBLC0seVzmfBnzl-17m8vzYTL3nRMFlwM/s400/hk3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a little girl who loves Kitty and bags. Not sure if anyone can spot figure &#39;2&#39; on the bag. Made a cream cake instead of buttercake. Most kids prefer sponge cake, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMriCy8Agqw3Iv086_diA5UXZQ2oPuLJUkbFcXx0LVoxYggYV1frSJcsbovPdoGxEGRlHoePM_kaDDKgx3Azi7GrpfNAV6jy2auAtmgHMCkoTKv-vehQVrNe1MLefNmoX5APIlMKZwaQ/s1600-h/hk2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877671802135954&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMriCy8Agqw3Iv086_diA5UXZQ2oPuLJUkbFcXx0LVoxYggYV1frSJcsbovPdoGxEGRlHoePM_kaDDKgx3Azi7GrpfNAV6jy2auAtmgHMCkoTKv-vehQVrNe1MLefNmoX5APIlMKZwaQ/s400/hk2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim31FlDyzpl9X9nN2DnO-rVh_Sg0uxZZMwskStvUypDdOkckISFefv097jiEl-uco1qzkWI-cZFYXci62I69zeODYg8KC_RS7eJYh3K7zFrz3wUQPFj84IAXVItmAxY7dWe_8Fb0YS4ks/s1600-h/HK1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378877665248948402&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim31FlDyzpl9X9nN2DnO-rVh_Sg0uxZZMwskStvUypDdOkckISFefv097jiEl-uco1qzkWI-cZFYXci62I69zeODYg8KC_RS7eJYh3K7zFrz3wUQPFj84IAXVItmAxY7dWe_8Fb0YS4ks/s400/HK1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a baby girl&#39;s first month celebration. Kitty wore the same colour as the baby. Using fondant and using patchwork method. Still has room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHB-nhi7-0s9e0NKxxrRkMHpyDu68Z71cIrSdxeodKiYt1GZ_P5KkWTftUJ8z9Vq4s6bePSJISWWgBLuQh_mLVNClQ_Ou98XT6BXwRVt4GRrDIM1OviCdmOZPfh6Kfileu_IZAsZs_ro/s1600-h/booties.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385302379855223506&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfHB-nhi7-0s9e0NKxxrRkMHpyDu68Z71cIrSdxeodKiYt1GZ_P5KkWTftUJ8z9Vq4s6bePSJISWWgBLuQh_mLVNClQ_Ou98XT6BXwRVt4GRrDIM1OviCdmOZPfh6Kfileu_IZAsZs_ro/s400/booties.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes for the same baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have decided not to take in mooncake orders. Thank you for your enquiries.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-kitty-kitty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0I9B9_vdZvgYMrBab1fAt1zC7W0VveIj9BHnAlmjwQpzMxx5b03MJiFsSYtPK6qKWd7Iy2FcvCfRQ8HdRsVc3UpFwUBRRpjnmbRu3Z_IwZz-w3qbeMXiZ5e3ZQrrKGqRRj-sH8uMm08/s72-c/HK+fondant2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-6014914701704290773</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-31T13:52:04.615+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quickies</category><title>Apple &amp; Cinnamon Muffins</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSysDzEEVvjjSxa0Gs6dcbTZ-xstjX9pTQJQKnR4cmqW7sksueGUyr_QV9cJaLks1xcdIiiuoWVPfz9hmRS28cGuGHug-1280dpXfVUAIE_OS2iRrsGM0IdqTab9s_2uRjQy3NDq9yAKM/s1600-h/apple+cinnamon.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367965731588358242&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSysDzEEVvjjSxa0Gs6dcbTZ-xstjX9pTQJQKnR4cmqW7sksueGUyr_QV9cJaLks1xcdIiiuoWVPfz9hmRS28cGuGHug-1280dpXfVUAIE_OS2iRrsGM0IdqTab9s_2uRjQy3NDq9yAKM/s400/apple+cinnamon.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember when my love affair with cinnamon started. Could it be since my first taste of &lt;a href=&quot;http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/01/pineapple-tarts.html&quot;&gt;pineapple tarts&lt;/a&gt;? Not so recently (due to my back logs mostly), McDonalds has this &#39;Cinnamon Melts&#39; added to their menu. It kick start my cinnamon obsession. I could really eat cinnamon rolls, cinnamon melts everyday but as a &#39;sensible&#39; adult, we all know it is unhealthy. So another way to satiate this addiction is to find an healthier alternative. Moreover, they told me McD is not selling cinnamon melts anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a simple recipe as I do not want to get through step 1 to 10 before I can have my fix every time the cravings set in. I searched and settled on this recipe which I found from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.taste.com.au/recipes/10436/basic+cinnamon+apple+muffins&quot;&gt;Taste.com.au&lt;/a&gt;. This recipe is a keeper. I wouldn&#39;t change anything except I added some grounded nutmeg (my preference) and topped it with some cinnamon flavoured streusels for the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Basic cinnamon apple muffins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300g Plain Flour&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp Baking Powder&lt;br /&gt;2 Tsp Ground Cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;3/4 Tsp Ground Nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;150g Brown Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 medium Granny Smith apples, cored, peeled, chopped&lt;br /&gt;120g Raisins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125g Butter, melted and cooled&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs, lightly beaten&lt;br /&gt;185g milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the topping: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60g Plain Flour &lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp Brown Sugar &lt;br /&gt;1/2 Tsp Ground Cinnamon &lt;br /&gt;30g cold Butter, cut into small pieces &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) To prepare the toppings, in a bowl, add all dry ingredients and rub in butter till it resembles breadcrumbs. Alternatively, you can use a fork to break up the butter for you. Chill in the fridge for later use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Preheat oven to 170°C. In a bowl, add flour, baking powder, cinnamon powder, nutmeg powder and brown sugar. Use a whisk to whisk the dry ingredients together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Throw in apples and raisins, mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) In a measuring cup, whisk milk, eggs and melted butter together. Pour the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients. Stir with a whisk, spoon or fork till just combined.the two.&lt;br /&gt;Add the milk mixture to the flour mixture and stir with a large metal spoon until just combined. It is important that the ingredients are only just combined. Do not overmix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Spoon the mixture into muffin paper cups. Top with some streusels prepared earlier. Bake for 15 to 20 mins or till golden brown and cooked.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/08/apple-cinnamon-muffins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSysDzEEVvjjSxa0Gs6dcbTZ-xstjX9pTQJQKnR4cmqW7sksueGUyr_QV9cJaLks1xcdIiiuoWVPfz9hmRS28cGuGHug-1280dpXfVUAIE_OS2iRrsGM0IdqTab9s_2uRjQy3NDq9yAKM/s72-c/apple+cinnamon.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-4310846249512946309</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T14:22:05.513+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Happy Birthday Singapore!</title><description>Today is Singapore&#39;s 44th birthday. I didn&#39;t do anything dramatic for the occassion. Kitchen is closed today. Just a quiet day spent with my kids. I enjoyed watching them sleep, sneak a few kisses here and there. Holding them and playing games together; contentment and bliss. While we curse and cuss about the discontentment we feel, everything from government, policies, ERP to price hikes in hawker centres and our Kopi-Os; take a moment to count our blessings as a Singaporean. I am thankful for the stability and security it offers to my kids and that each child has a chance to basic education. Equal opportunities for men and women who are willing to work for it. Clean water and electricity is accessible to every home. Sure, it is not the most perfect place in the world but it is the only home I know. Happy Birthday Singapore and thank you for all things that I have always taken for granted. I didn&#39;t bake anything special, just a couple of birthday cakes I did for the past 2 months (I think). Enjoy the cake walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwNhzs9EFJY1wPhPu0J-ihXaTa9UhKOEqsPYfTB4ANR7971FCOtBbNHavPMSb69loNfiAMdQM99dWydAetKLN6BkoGfOiLUcMlTr7WPgVZ5JUMXuRzgc8YJRoSdAQ3PfOlH8RqQHF41Ms/s1600-h/sponge+cake+jello.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367980903996704354&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwNhzs9EFJY1wPhPu0J-ihXaTa9UhKOEqsPYfTB4ANR7971FCOtBbNHavPMSb69loNfiAMdQM99dWydAetKLN6BkoGfOiLUcMlTr7WPgVZ5JUMXuRzgc8YJRoSdAQ3PfOlH8RqQHF41Ms/s400/sponge+cake+jello.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An experimental piece. Not as perfect as I would like. I had a hard time damming up the sides with whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtrjkqh60gaDvhNa0w6o6AN2CsLmkGsFF-0gsfT267h4Hff1d6EVxt7eQoeG8c1qCfPZwEurZSPrUdAYuHcOlFu1PuiHyqC9w8wfrMqJvNiFRXEd7_8nDKvu_1484Zx95ETLDWJ9smzWU/s1600-h/dora+boots+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367980896183611778&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtrjkqh60gaDvhNa0w6o6AN2CsLmkGsFF-0gsfT267h4Hff1d6EVxt7eQoeG8c1qCfPZwEurZSPrUdAYuHcOlFu1PuiHyqC9w8wfrMqJvNiFRXEd7_8nDKvu_1484Zx95ETLDWJ9smzWU/s400/dora+boots+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dora and Boots, hand drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHN4eLhMAVqNhU30uJwYeu2uAdoNp3bZ3CmvbIfab1zLA1pPqWeNziNMFv9nXla2NDQi72LPWbNnZ0I44bBXqt3kYUgjyF97KhHxBuc9UHgHfTtke1MqayJt_ghaHeMAEsdPpJBUQXHg/s1600-h/princess+belle.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367981170949273986&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZHN4eLhMAVqNhU30uJwYeu2uAdoNp3bZ3CmvbIfab1zLA1pPqWeNziNMFv9nXla2NDQi72LPWbNnZ0I44bBXqt3kYUgjyF97KhHxBuc9UHgHfTtke1MqayJt_ghaHeMAEsdPpJBUQXHg/s400/princess+belle.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Belle, hand drawn. The chocolate I used for the hair was too dark. Should have lightened it up with some white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjChLc7W53fMTn5TdmTZ1uifQmbx0EkkXohnZMnFuvhoro5l7pg2GKGc1SKz-S7jcfEMxFCzoohAAcK4lH-WqeWji4z-v2CwriHyY6jei4LggTVbBGJylIYiCz4ZfFYUkrovBgpNa_ZXtA/s1600-h/13+wonders.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367980891551882466&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjChLc7W53fMTn5TdmTZ1uifQmbx0EkkXohnZMnFuvhoro5l7pg2GKGc1SKz-S7jcfEMxFCzoohAAcK4lH-WqeWji4z-v2CwriHyY6jei4LggTVbBGJylIYiCz4ZfFYUkrovBgpNa_ZXtA/s400/13+wonders.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An all time favourite for mahjong kakis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69aTVXMW0ZG-MEy0SKecVJtwt-suOL1QTUwTn88rXF1IZfrQ9oH-Golc9zAT8kqjNwJATf7r2d6xAN1snCgoKNr1IY1LW_KI7fAQbLJPH61CFcb9lS7tmyQBl8Eu7_4lKVbLQ1o5SL5g/s1600-h/doraemon+2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367980892651487170&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi69aTVXMW0ZG-MEy0SKecVJtwt-suOL1QTUwTn88rXF1IZfrQ9oH-Golc9zAT8kqjNwJATf7r2d6xAN1snCgoKNr1IY1LW_KI7fAQbLJPH61CFcb9lS7tmyQBl8Eu7_4lKVbLQ1o5SL5g/s400/doraemon+2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particularly liked this Doraemon. So round. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdzg8ay2yveOOXSwS9pgjB_izZ5zKD2pvLq9LQl1ibBaUspV31rA_GFCs0u7N_msuntlZc9AZ0Ee7eRp0PnZZqBXOJjoRtaSiDV2J7e1wE6JCvI1ZZExEtsNGvgaNgn-WP8QKOtb9SHM/s1600-h/doraemon+1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367980883159198722&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdzg8ay2yveOOXSwS9pgjB_izZ5zKD2pvLq9LQl1ibBaUspV31rA_GFCs0u7N_msuntlZc9AZ0Ee7eRp0PnZZqBXOJjoRtaSiDV2J7e1wE6JCvI1ZZExEtsNGvgaNgn-WP8QKOtb9SHM/s400/doraemon+1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwNhzs9EFJY1wPhPu0J-ihXaTa9UhKOEqsPYfTB4ANR7971FCOtBbNHavPMSb69loNfiAMdQM99dWydAetKLN6BkoGfOiLUcMlTr7WPgVZ5JUMXuRzgc8YJRoSdAQ3PfOlH8RqQHF41Ms/s72-c/sponge+cake+jello.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-6050376769671708988</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 05:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T13:16:40.257+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cooking</category><title>Fluffy Pancakes</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtTJXXhDHcX-K1svJ5sjhScvi83e0zLyM4-vA6GGtd59zivBijoJXxT1SNFMoRp8H-Iov8oD3qFqrMd9I9LDPWg9DTxOaRvjphXpUmm88J79NclrlbBYegHstwK21WgrWTjek412Ml56I/s1600-h/pancakes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358157485266676434&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtTJXXhDHcX-K1svJ5sjhScvi83e0zLyM4-vA6GGtd59zivBijoJXxT1SNFMoRp8H-Iov8oD3qFqrMd9I9LDPWg9DTxOaRvjphXpUmm88J79NclrlbBYegHstwK21WgrWTjek412Ml56I/s400/pancakes.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am guilty of spending too much time on Facebook with my new found farming ambition. I have 5 or 6 virtual farms, imagine that! But really, it&#39;s my real plants that needed tending. They are all not growing well due to my neglect. I hope I will be able to find time this weekend to have them fixed. That&#39;s after spending some baking time with Ah Girl. She&#39;s been sulking about not being able to bake cookies with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I would like to share this lovely recipe which I tried out at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.kitchencapers.net/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=9298&amp;amp;highlight=pancakes&quot;&gt;Kitchen Capers&lt;/a&gt;, provided by Carrie. The recipe yields really soft and fluffy pancakes. I have had my share of tough pancakes, some with strong soda bicarbonate aftertaste. These are really good! Some compared them with MacDonald&#39;s Hotcakes. I&#39;m not sure as I haven&#39;t had Hotcakes for quite some time. But, homemade is always best. You know what goes into them and you can pair them up with stuffs you like. I used the &lt;a href=&quot;http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/05/basic-macaron-with-salted-caramel.html&quot;&gt;Salted Caramel&lt;/a&gt; which I made previously and bananas. My kids ate them with honey. I believe they will taste great with blueberries too; they are in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-shuffled the sequence of the ingredients slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fluffy Pancakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredient &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100g Self Raising Flour, sifted&lt;br /&gt;A pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75ml milk&lt;br /&gt;2 Egg Yollks&lt;br /&gt;1tbsp vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Egg Whites&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some butter for greasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In a mixing bowl, mix sifted flour and salt together. If preferred, you can whisk the flour in the bowl instead of sifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Using a measuring cup, measure milk, add egg yolks, vanilla essence and oil. Stir well. Make a well in the center of flour, pour in the mixture and stir into a smooth batter with a whisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) In another bowl, whisk egg white with sugar till stiff. Stir in 1/4 of the egg whites to the batter to lighten it, then fold in the remaining egg white carefully till incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Heat up a non-stick frying pan (low heat), grease lightly with butter. Drop a small ladle of batter (depending how big you want your pancakes to be) in the pan. Flip the pancake only when bubbles appear. Fry till golden brown. Serve hot with fruits, jams, honey, maple syrup etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note : Batter should be thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Note : Recommend to double the recipe. The pancakes will not turn hard even when cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね～～</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/07/fluffy-pancakes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtTJXXhDHcX-K1svJ5sjhScvi83e0zLyM4-vA6GGtd59zivBijoJXxT1SNFMoRp8H-Iov8oD3qFqrMd9I9LDPWg9DTxOaRvjphXpUmm88J79NclrlbBYegHstwK21WgrWTjek412Ml56I/s72-c/pancakes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-1294409385707332103</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 05:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-06T16:30:13.145+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Attack Of The Clones</title><description>Elmo (and some Sesame Street buddies) clones, that is. Why do kids love Elmo so much? Was he your favourite character when you were kids? Got to find a way to get better pictures. My dining table isn&#39;t the best place due to the lighting. Friends suggested that I should just let the pics do the talking when I ran out of words. So here they are. Hah. Mind clouded with too many stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6YCw4M_LXXYK7o5T8lb-d7dn_7QO7oe0FQmaDStNPjmZ5jB6cjnoN38vIPY5HMbPgeTO7jMd2NPGbkr48HpdlYxRORFI2ep9LhOAODe7TipRay3x-qbYReUd-vPuSWOdo0CybKvmy6D8/s1600-h/elmo+clone.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350399082722073122&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6YCw4M_LXXYK7o5T8lb-d7dn_7QO7oe0FQmaDStNPjmZ5jB6cjnoN38vIPY5HMbPgeTO7jMd2NPGbkr48HpdlYxRORFI2ep9LhOAODe7TipRay3x-qbYReUd-vPuSWOdo0CybKvmy6D8/s400/elmo+clone.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small Elmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rv-7KqcCc7o2DTnZqvMDdrSg4Kmu6fjfV37DBurWRQB5mD1I852HIMVBJXgBH-eaF0IbpTdG-CUMhv6_NJdUBVhj4ykay2eFdXKRZv2GT2Q8Cp68ArsksoDaJjkUAojzoBwr0nXT1ZA/s1600-h/elmo+v2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350399082440931314&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rv-7KqcCc7o2DTnZqvMDdrSg4Kmu6fjfV37DBurWRQB5mD1I852HIMVBJXgBH-eaF0IbpTdG-CUMhv6_NJdUBVhj4ykay2eFdXKRZv2GT2Q8Cp68ArsksoDaJjkUAojzoBwr0nXT1ZA/s400/elmo+v2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Elmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOY2zvsQVpf1mbfPkfHaUQ1HVbsYnaiLRpGQb1BZjNbscrlT2tDgojOxz-lDOdIP3BGR6YFogv2x4zJkYh-JQTNWfCi4Hi2BGiTiOoNvo7Z4I3WDSBUS3yy39DW80hr2LCiL0i7FzyZg/s1600-h/sesame+street+friends.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350399073146531074&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOY2zvsQVpf1mbfPkfHaUQ1HVbsYnaiLRpGQb1BZjNbscrlT2tDgojOxz-lDOdIP3BGR6YFogv2x4zJkYh-JQTNWfCi4Hi2BGiTiOoNvo7Z4I3WDSBUS3yy39DW80hr2LCiL0i7FzyZg/s400/sesame+street+friends.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie Monster, Oscar the Grouch and Big Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneFXBN6Ul2l0Nr8dUPy977MpGslqrfqZtwCIjuwLXyxubexPhyphenhyphenBNkhfSbQL1TFZSF5IebAVH0KXZwa7FgzwAvFbZCkAxipRBPbAkg4pnvc21GYoYb2ZKix5S7unmll-3daJtTORQoj_A/s1600-h/big+bird.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350399076882981954&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneFXBN6Ul2l0Nr8dUPy977MpGslqrfqZtwCIjuwLXyxubexPhyphenhyphenBNkhfSbQL1TFZSF5IebAVH0KXZwa7FgzwAvFbZCkAxipRBPbAkg4pnvc21GYoYb2ZKix5S7unmll-3daJtTORQoj_A/s400/big+bird.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close-up on Big Bird.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/07/attack-of-clones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6YCw4M_LXXYK7o5T8lb-d7dn_7QO7oe0FQmaDStNPjmZ5jB6cjnoN38vIPY5HMbPgeTO7jMd2NPGbkr48HpdlYxRORFI2ep9LhOAODe7TipRay3x-qbYReUd-vPuSWOdo0CybKvmy6D8/s72-c/elmo+clone.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-1248023581735006545</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-01T11:54:34.110+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Mango Mousse Cake (Re-Post with Recipe)</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQWR14mIpwR-kD3-IRn-_j_QIW0Gyv-G9Nu2-I5yHSekdE6-JhkNwOyZGntZiTY-1tGYeJDt6bwJo73P8HIdn2hPVGtSChzhh-c9BF3N-07VA4LoDPRcQXoJxpKcdbrnxryYYLTD3QMMw/s1600-h/Mango+mousse+cake.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321874253781681266&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQWR14mIpwR-kD3-IRn-_j_QIW0Gyv-G9Nu2-I5yHSekdE6-JhkNwOyZGntZiTY-1tGYeJDt6bwJo73P8HIdn2hPVGtSChzhh-c9BF3N-07VA4LoDPRcQXoJxpKcdbrnxryYYLTD3QMMw/s400/Mango+mousse+cake.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a cake for mango lovers. I made this for my dad&#39;s doctor, who is allergic to chocolate. Strange as it seems, but this was the cake that movitated me to make macarons. Mainly because I know I cannot use chocolate transfers to conceal the flaws. I used a cake ring this time round and had a hard time removing it. I was too afraid to damage the 4 corners. The cake could have ended up an Octogon if things didn&#39;t work out. Fortunately, it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsZ76ivjTOwQwWHvwBMHjK0V7P9bNaBgQ_69DeAfh6J4RW-phwq0COFQoOWDNONGa0TV7WvhkTL6k8gpq2SQNefacUo8W4WlO7nPZJVEsroJz5HMS-Rsq6CXmchjfjfBDjne0WgK1Ib3g/s1600-h/Mango+mousse+cake2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321874257704099074&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsZ76ivjTOwQwWHvwBMHjK0V7P9bNaBgQ_69DeAfh6J4RW-phwq0COFQoOWDNONGa0TV7WvhkTL6k8gpq2SQNefacUo8W4WlO7nPZJVEsroJz5HMS-Rsq6CXmchjfjfBDjne0WgK1Ib3g/s400/Mango+mousse+cake2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about making a mousse cake is patience. You have wait for the mousse to set before laying the next cake layer. Then after that you have to chill the cake for at least 3 hours before you can safely remove the ring. I used &lt;a href=&quot;http://wlteef.blogspot.com/2005/03/mango-mousse-cake.html&quot;&gt;Florence&#39;s recipe&lt;/a&gt; for the mango mousse but my own sponge cake recipe for the cake base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad the cake turned out well and professional-like. If not I would be too shy to give it away. It is comforting to know that doc and his staff enjoyed the cake while I, as always, enjoyed the process, no matter how frustrating it might be. I know, I&#39;m weird and have a penchant to make my life more complicated than it already is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mango Mousse Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sponge Cake Base :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Egg Whites&lt;br /&gt;40g Fine Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 Tsp cream of tartar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Egg Yolks&lt;br /&gt;30g Fine Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Tsp Vanilla Essence&lt;br /&gt;50g Milk&lt;br /&gt;24g Corn Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68g cake flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4 Tsp bicarbonate of soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sift together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Prepare and line a 7 x 7 inch baking tin. In a clean bowl, whisk egg white and sugar. Add cream of tartar and whisk till peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) In another bowl, whisk egg yolks, sugar till pale and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Add vanilla essence, milk and corn oil to egg yolk mixture then fold in sifted flour mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fold in egg yolk mixture into egg white mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Bake at 150°C for around 30 to 35 minutes or till skewer comes clean. Let the cake cool and slice horizontally 2 slices and trim them into 6.5 x 6.5 inch square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mango Mousse :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17g Gelatine Powder&lt;br /&gt;60g Hot Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;350g Whipping Cream&lt;br /&gt;3 Tbsp Icing Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300g Mango Puree (if regrigerated, bring to room temperature)&lt;br /&gt;1Tbsp Rum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200g to 220g Cubed Mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mango puree topping:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150g mango puree (bring to room temperature)&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp gelatin&lt;br /&gt;4-1/2 Tbsp boiling water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slice/Cubed fruits &lt;em&gt;*optional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In a mixing bowl, whip whipping cream with icing sugar to mousse state. Refrigerate to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) In a small bowl, dissolve gelatine powder in hot water. When the gelatine powder is fully dissolved, add to mango puree. Add rum to the mixture. Mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Add the mango mixture to whipped cream. Mix well till incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Use a 7 x 7 inch cake ring, place a layer of cake and pour in mango mousse, or use a large piping tip to pipe the mixture. Do take note of the corners. Add mango cubes and cover them with some mousse. Let it slighlty set for about 10 minutes in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Lay another cake layer and pour the remaining mousse. Let it set for 30 to 45 minutes in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Meanwhile,dissolve gelatine in hot water for mango puree topping. Mix in mango puree. Wait till the mousse is set and the topping is cooled, arrange sliced fruits, if using, pour in the topping carefully. Let the cake chill for at least 3 hours before removing the cake ring and decorate with macaroons (optional, recipe found &lt;a href=&quot;http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/04/green-tea-macarons.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/05/basic-macaron-with-salted-caramel.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) or chocolate shards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note : If you pour a little of the mango puree topping on the fruits, you do not have to glaze them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-post this entry for those who have requested for the recipe. Thank you for your patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Baking!</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/04/mango-mousse-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQWR14mIpwR-kD3-IRn-_j_QIW0Gyv-G9Nu2-I5yHSekdE6-JhkNwOyZGntZiTY-1tGYeJDt6bwJo73P8HIdn2hPVGtSChzhh-c9BF3N-07VA4LoDPRcQXoJxpKcdbrnxryYYLTD3QMMw/s72-c/Mango+mousse+cake.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-8894241890548590604</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 06:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T18:23:02.063+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Ultraman</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71mD3U7WDhM4pjFWgzvRXM1CF2hvvVmX4QPNVk-W6QWEQ9uo9r3C-pUGFPs-qZzmO88XkMMxztEIWvxNa8dOwW-cf_d6u7tQgL85thmoMvFk2ZPlUnlFUJdVX6WxtGG1owlCpusY26MM/s1600-h/ultraman.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350409495320517186&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71mD3U7WDhM4pjFWgzvRXM1CF2hvvVmX4QPNVk-W6QWEQ9uo9r3C-pUGFPs-qZzmO88XkMMxztEIWvxNa8dOwW-cf_d6u7tQgL85thmoMvFk2ZPlUnlFUJdVX6WxtGG1owlCpusY26MM/s400/ultraman.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to watch Ultraman series but again, I lost touch. I didn&#39;t know that Ultraman had spawned a couple of other Ultramans. So imagine my shock when I discovered Ultra Mother. &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflgkcmzHSyDq7Z3q6dqOQCPlCfstQh8c61ciD8JApMhDut9JF0KUssJeThdom9q3GFm7gh0YWdEUCs4u0Jjo2M5tLaj1p4wUUJLra6PDBHt0AKO7ybAD8pcTh3JIJPCf7l-aOMQwiSdI/s1600-h/ultra+mother.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350417001301837074&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflgkcmzHSyDq7Z3q6dqOQCPlCfstQh8c61ciD8JApMhDut9JF0KUssJeThdom9q3GFm7gh0YWdEUCs4u0Jjo2M5tLaj1p4wUUJLra6PDBHt0AKO7ybAD8pcTh3JIJPCf7l-aOMQwiSdI/s400/ultra+mother.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be tough saving the world all alone. I know too well. I bake, decorate and wash up in the wee hours in the morning. The kitchen area which I designated for cakes only looked like a bomb hit it when I am done. Fortunately for me and unfortunately for my helper, I usually escape out of the house in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Ethan loves Ultraman Meibus. When his mummy mentioned &#39;Ultraman&#39;, I thought, &#39;easy&#39;. I was thinking about those cutesy, egg-head cartoons which I fondly known as 咸蛋超人. &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw74yAQRY2j8sp8JdbwzY_XzZyL_rgVttDFQPBLW-JzjPkLFyYdL3YVPwOMqi6cUixsAH9AltsNxh41WVZWDzWwl-RIlf785U34WTIzUD9DiiLHUvLQggIDqa8SJOdZA-GqQfIMPoX_8c/s1600-h/ultra+cute.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350419282759870610&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw74yAQRY2j8sp8JdbwzY_XzZyL_rgVttDFQPBLW-JzjPkLFyYdL3YVPwOMqi6cUixsAH9AltsNxh41WVZWDzWwl-RIlf785U34WTIzUD9DiiLHUvLQggIDqa8SJOdZA-GqQfIMPoX_8c/s400/ultra+cute.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when his mummy said he wanted it to be the real Meibus, I think my jaw dropped for a couple seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavVwV9AbpXGZdmnZEC01evULuGo7G2Qv41_cDQwf6dH1bCIXaGyc_ms5T8WcmtCULlkA1jXRmPYgPWi2iwUOhu40kEo2FcivXB-Tx5vEns-1VVV0N6OltbVM8I3NLUNdJQaRyY4WfkEs/s1600-h/mebius_full_body.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350416996145640450&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavVwV9AbpXGZdmnZEC01evULuGo7G2Qv41_cDQwf6dH1bCIXaGyc_ms5T8WcmtCULlkA1jXRmPYgPWi2iwUOhu40kEo2FcivXB-Tx5vEns-1VVV0N6OltbVM8I3NLUNdJQaRyY4WfkEs/s400/mebius_full_body.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cake was easily one of my worst nightmares. I did the design 3 times. I scrapped the cream and re-did and re-did till I think I got it right. By that time, I was near to tears already. I wanted to pull my hair out with my gloved hands, sprawl on the floor and cry. But I cannot do that in front of my kids, of course. My friends said I was just being anal and a perfectionist. Maybe, but I know well enough to not disappoint or upset an Ultraman fan. He might decide to zap me with his super-humanoid-power. And Ethan, thank you for not adding an alien into the picture. I probably would have died there. Glad you and your friends enjoyed the cake. Your liking it, made my &#39;sufferings&#39; insignificant. Despite all, I&#39;m glad that I attempted it.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/06/ultraman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71mD3U7WDhM4pjFWgzvRXM1CF2hvvVmX4QPNVk-W6QWEQ9uo9r3C-pUGFPs-qZzmO88XkMMxztEIWvxNa8dOwW-cf_d6u7tQgL85thmoMvFk2ZPlUnlFUJdVX6WxtGG1owlCpusY26MM/s72-c/ultraman.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-5275175987874303632</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 03:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T12:00:22.330+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cakes</category><title>Mr. Men &amp; Little Miss</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIwv3bcWbYOo3OVmeGU-2SkhKCBAQiubiXQyVwN9UvuRoYdEK9Pq-Rtt8mQr5xEcPywzruZTGUljmDhZLRXbr9C2xCHGe1PDgji5f3F0Qbn2EmUVOeZdk77kxiv1XBrt4gI4mIXAvkNM/s1600-h/men+n+miss+6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345200863018048770&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIwv3bcWbYOo3OVmeGU-2SkhKCBAQiubiXQyVwN9UvuRoYdEK9Pq-Rtt8mQr5xEcPywzruZTGUljmDhZLRXbr9C2xCHGe1PDgji5f3F0Qbn2EmUVOeZdk77kxiv1XBrt4gI4mIXAvkNM/s400/men+n+miss+6.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember them? Recently, I have been seeing them alot in the advertisement and on T-shirts. Is the fad back or it didn&#39;t even fade. I don&#39;t know, I am out of touch. Only after I had kids did I revisit all those familiar cartoon/book characters I once knew so well during my childhood. Taking in orders does has its advantages, though it meant less sleep; it gives me the opportunity to attempt stuffs that I don&#39;t usually do. I do enjoy challenges. Even more, when customers came back with positive feedback, telling me that the cake brought smiles to their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5fiauoyUYQ2ybAPT226LHL9pWuj4-P75V_Bd4kIVWfUe5aIGHEjztHErTA5YHRLLlX7DVobd0_w7cC04bofq0atlc4Oj0-PwthpGwKKJDWOtigykmovv2mWZATXiTOAGwVJJIg3vzys/s1600-h/men+n+miss.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345182535294435218&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5fiauoyUYQ2ybAPT226LHL9pWuj4-P75V_Bd4kIVWfUe5aIGHEjztHErTA5YHRLLlX7DVobd0_w7cC04bofq0atlc4Oj0-PwthpGwKKJDWOtigykmovv2mWZATXiTOAGwVJJIg3vzys/s400/men+n+miss.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first attempt doing figurines with gumpaste. More than I would like to admit, it does get addictive. Espcially making those minute details. I particularly liked the teapot and candle. The characters were chosen by the birthday girl, I think. I thought it would be a wee bit odd if I were to put the characters on the cake without a theme. Thus I organised a picnic for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsU3wo4cJVaM1c7e-eJjMPsGld2BUawIa-JCePPZP2JPvCu6pqOOJCd5tALi_DmglrROcFNSYq0X3ULNGrpnxDpCYUnHRm_i0JFmxX4tebPJeFKv0I06MJX281R6Hn6cQ0fmg3KAGgADI/s1600-h/men+n+miss+5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345182354427273330&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsU3wo4cJVaM1c7e-eJjMPsGld2BUawIa-JCePPZP2JPvCu6pqOOJCd5tALi_DmglrROcFNSYq0X3ULNGrpnxDpCYUnHRm_i0JFmxX4tebPJeFKv0I06MJX281R6Hn6cQ0fmg3KAGgADI/s400/men+n+miss+5.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Sunshine having a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTulIRO2TcSgEJ3TmGvMl3hVl2PuxuIZYt-uWpGocjsMQV00U45l1JGD11O4iMCMt6kk0dLsDkiIs6aRw3i7-HSMXzCcvHTRYzp_IxZfl3a0KdHxNvH3vHxCebwtYTTnZ3x94iqjAvIuQ/s1600-h/men+n+miss+3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345182359853568562&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTulIRO2TcSgEJ3TmGvMl3hVl2PuxuIZYt-uWpGocjsMQV00U45l1JGD11O4iMCMt6kk0dLsDkiIs6aRw3i7-HSMXzCcvHTRYzp_IxZfl3a0KdHxNvH3vHxCebwtYTTnZ3x94iqjAvIuQ/s400/men+n+miss+3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bump probably complaining of his recent bump. Mr. Tickle grabbing a donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0FJwuZikMrLCyZZNHi-2oMCuQAjYZWYe1uOtZP9G2COcP5sAApuX4BhWPUI0K-S7p9e-S0GKmFU7u74UtQETzsg3wLD539l7eDyYpsgVJRSRLW6byCOKoWapwhUVwneY4VJHcg5SwhAc/s1600-h/men+n+miss+4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345182361311078338&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0FJwuZikMrLCyZZNHi-2oMCuQAjYZWYe1uOtZP9G2COcP5sAApuX4BhWPUI0K-S7p9e-S0GKmFU7u74UtQETzsg3wLD539l7eDyYpsgVJRSRLW6byCOKoWapwhUVwneY4VJHcg5SwhAc/s400/men+n+miss+4.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Impossible looking pleased. Little Miss Chatterbox seemed to like the spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun working on this cake. Ah Girl couldn&#39;t resist this either. She has already made plans for her next next birthday.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-men-little-miss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIwv3bcWbYOo3OVmeGU-2SkhKCBAQiubiXQyVwN9UvuRoYdEK9Pq-Rtt8mQr5xEcPywzruZTGUljmDhZLRXbr9C2xCHGe1PDgji5f3F0Qbn2EmUVOeZdk77kxiv1XBrt4gI4mIXAvkNM/s72-c/men+n+miss+6.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2610144926941569642.post-3819880720207847227</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 06:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-09T15:16:36.527+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Others</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Thoughts</category><title>ATM Media Mention</title><description>I was nicknamed &#39;ATM&#39; by Katherine from &lt;a href=&quot;http://thechocolatemedley.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Chocolate Medley&lt;/a&gt;. I didn&#39;t realised the title of my blog could be abbreviated so when I chose it. Hopefully, I am my own &#39;ATM&#39;, not others. Ahah. I was approached by a Malaysian magazine a couple of months back. They asked for permission to use one of my blogposts for publishing. So here it is, only thing is; it was published in March. I am far behind my posts, this shows definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdY_ryHRKfXZskCyayjCaQl_n8iRXoplbsO3YMk-obe1MTdH4px72Qp7eZ3UW8X70ApEpkrPiZkvWBz528pSOfeKAAalknnmGriDSKAmJopdmwPC2LvosEtlkhAzMlK5pX20ZB8GNHQNs/s1600-h/mag3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214937430323330&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdY_ryHRKfXZskCyayjCaQl_n8iRXoplbsO3YMk-obe1MTdH4px72Qp7eZ3UW8X70ApEpkrPiZkvWBz528pSOfeKAAalknnmGriDSKAmJopdmwPC2LvosEtlkhAzMlK5pX20ZB8GNHQNs/s400/mag3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post was published along with some other food bloggers. It kinda feel strange to see my stuffs in prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5aZdcqv5tT9SGsXguiD2PP5yYvo33BgendsmLuvEiur7-8Cwx1_KDAAbPBvPbZtsUYI6NevY14XgDtloav68Z5Jej2DEAEOYGMu0nvfihern3l4vbGZiUou4-HZxeEYLWs8xnV_dWFs/s1600-h/mag2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214941071087906&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio5aZdcqv5tT9SGsXguiD2PP5yYvo33BgendsmLuvEiur7-8Cwx1_KDAAbPBvPbZtsUYI6NevY14XgDtloav68Z5Jej2DEAEOYGMu0nvfihern3l4vbGZiUou4-HZxeEYLWs8xnV_dWFs/s400/mag2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The publishers were so kind to send me some copies of the magazine although I told them I reside in Singapore. They actually couriered them out. Heartfelt thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJflpUgnl3fPSEom765_4h4eq96En88FlF9cd2F5991mxQECPzHpsF-cCRsHUvHKrSbyuGnig0_eH1jV5tJ2E157wf_VqitpaUxzZAWbyNPdy8Fgz_LSnHxYLTuh8AiZVDuTyLcbzvLCg/s1600-h/mag1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214942597415042&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJflpUgnl3fPSEom765_4h4eq96En88FlF9cd2F5991mxQECPzHpsF-cCRsHUvHKrSbyuGnig0_eH1jV5tJ2E157wf_VqitpaUxzZAWbyNPdy8Fgz_LSnHxYLTuh8AiZVDuTyLcbzvLCg/s400/mag1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I received some nasty comments and emails. I do not understand their hate but to curse my kids are way off limits and uncalled for. Leave my family out of this. I mostly keep to myself and do not think I have offended or attacked anyone online. I don&#39;t think I am cocky in any ways. Apart from being busy and reply comments late, I think I am in line with blogger&#39;s etiquette. I hope the hostility will stop and please, whoever you are, channel your energy to do something useful. I do not know you and because of that, your words can&#39;t hurt me. Go bake or cook something, it will help make you feel better.</description><link>http://allthatmatters2rei.blogspot.com/2009/06/atm-media-mention.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rei)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdY_ryHRKfXZskCyayjCaQl_n8iRXoplbsO3YMk-obe1MTdH4px72Qp7eZ3UW8X70ApEpkrPiZkvWBz528pSOfeKAAalknnmGriDSKAmJopdmwPC2LvosEtlkhAzMlK5pX20ZB8GNHQNs/s72-c/mag3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item></channel></rss>