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I promised my sister a while back that I'd post the recipe for these super easy & yummy chocolate balls. But the thing is, I don't have the recipe for it. Oh, no. Not everything in life comes with a manual, you know. What I can do is tell you the ingredients and how I made them. Deal?Okay...so you'll need some crushed biscuits/wafers. (the secret ingredient here is to use all your stale

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The Man tore his pants. Don't ask me where and how. That's why lately we've been searching high and low for a new pair of pants. I bet you're wondering what we are doing in this shoe store if we are looking for men's clothes. Didn't you know women have a secret motive too? While the Man was searching for a decent pair of cargo pants, I was keeping an eye out for other things. he he. Is that a

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While people up north are sitting by the wood fire, enjoying a nice cup of hot chocolate; we, down under, are melting away under the scorching sun. Say hello to Summer days in Melbourne. Thirty degrees in Australia is nothing like thirty degrees in a tropical country. Here, you burn more than you sweat. And the air is dry, not humid. The best thing to do in this high heat is to cool down.

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Girls just like to have fun.  Honestly, we do! Which is why the 'Pearls of Emaan' Sisters Youth Committee on behalf of HIYC gave it their all to organise an annual event for us ladies - well, "young" ladies.  This year's theme was Vintage Glam.  And glamour it was.  A huge applause to the sisters for their hard work. The centrepiece and décor fit into the theme beautifully. That chair. I

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I've been in a cupcake fever for the last two weeks. It was cupcake this, cupcake that, cupcake cupcake cupcake! I told the Man that I needed a break from baking...for a couple of days. he he. After hours of baking and stressing about timing and everything else, my kitchen was a mess. Chocolate and icing on the bench. on chairs. on my clothes. on the floor. No joke. Sigh...it's all for the

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Don't you just hate getting stuck in traffic? It's even worse when you're in a hurry. What do you do? Eat! The Man and I were heading out to my parents after work during the week and to get there we had to bypass the city - in peak hour. Great timing. Well actually, it was great timing. It was dinner time. So, we both decided to avoid the madness by having dinner in the city. And look what was

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After almost one year going on hiatus, I'm back with a new camera, alhamdulilah.I decided not go to with another DSLR camera to replace the one I lost. Instead, I went for a Sony Cybershot DSC HX100V which sorta looks very much like an SLR camera. I can fool people thinking that it is. *evil laugh* But that's not the reason why I chose it. Honest!I wanted a camera that's user friendly with a

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I'm starting to think that maybe this world isn't a nice place after all. It bewilders me why some people would do such awful things in life. Like stealing. I was robbed a few days ago. They stole a couple of my mum's priced possessions and my beloved camera. The camera that I use to express my passion for baking. for photography. for travelling. is gone. If only they knew the consequences of

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Consider the following: Do you believe that life is based on trust? Yes No Maybe My answer: Definitely yes. If you answered yes, then I ask you to trust me on this. If your answer was no or maybe,...how are you surviving in life?! Oh do tell me. I'm curious. For the rest of you, I need you to take my word for it when I say that this Cuppacheesecake (Cupcake + Cheesecake = Cuppacheesecake) is

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Dedicated to Aisha. Thanks for the lovely present! Now let's check out the surprise... Ooh suspense! Ta-da! I won a cookie box. I was so excited!!! Never won anything online ever - except on Ebay. heh.  What shall we make? Let's open and see... This was me sniffing the brand new unopened magnificent book. oooohh I can smell it 10 times a day. Yes, I have a fetish with new books and

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Dear Love and Sugar, No, I have not abandoned you. I still love you. I still think about you. Even though I've finished all my assignments, I've been busy. Busy looking for a job. Because I'm hungry and I need to eat. Need money to buy ingredients so that I can bake yummy stuff. Yummy stuff with chocolates and a cherry on top. Take photos for the world to see and drool over. And make you look

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I received something in the mail today. It was addressed specifically to Love and Sugar. How exciting! It's a secret. For now.

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One more. That's all I have left. One more paper to write. C'mon, you can do it... Yes, you can! In the meantime, I need to munch on some cake. I shouldn't make cheesecakes. I have no self control...refrigerate it overnight?! Yeah, right. I had it there and then, while it was still warm. And it was oh-so-good. Slap me. I won't post up the recipe yet as it needs a little more work

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Can I tell you a little secret? I love being half Chinese. Cause I'm crazy about deep fried dumplings. imitating funny asian accents. chopsticks. the colour red. Chinese New Year. cantonese. chinese food. dim sum. dim sims. yum cha. meat pau. kung fu movies. jackie chan. my dad. chinese calligraphy. chinese muslims. lanterns. nyonya food (found in Melacca, Malaysia), chinese tea. mock roast

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‎"When I'm depressed, I cut myself...... a piece of cake." Make that chocolate cake. It's true. When I'm stressed or upset, I either bake or eat chocolate. Tons and tons of chocolate. Say hello to Mrs. Pimples. Right now, in the midst of finishing off my last semester (and trying so hard not to stress!), I could really do with some Secret Recipe cakes. Simple and delicious sponge

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On Sunday, our local Islamic Center held a Youth Night for sisters only...a night filled with plenty of food, fun and games, a little bit of dancing, singing and of course, scrumptious cupcakes! How can you party without cupcakes? I made Vanilla Cupcakes with Chocolate Ganache and Chocolate Cupcakes with Vanilla Buttercream Icing and a little bit of Raspberry jam in each. I piped the icing

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Busy. Busy. Busy. Busy drooling over cupcakes. Life is hectic. Did ya know that? Thanks for the warning.  After three years of studying, I still don't know what to do with my life. Should I be a teacher? A photographer? A baker? A linguist? A speech pathologist? A housewife? What to do...? In the meantime while I figure out life, here are some of my baking tips on how to make your

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It's that time of year again. Time to give and forgive. Um, no it's not Thanksgiving. Time to bake some goodies. Time to spend quality time with your whole family and friends, and even meet some new faces. Time to start again after renewing ourselves. After purifying our hearts and minds. We all love that time of year. I know I do. I love that feeling. Kind of like having a biscuit that

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I love surprises. Sometimes you need to surprise yourself out of the blue. Do something you've always wanted to do. Do something spontaneous. Do it for yourself. Do it for others. Just do it. Go rock climing. Go bungee jumping. Go sky diving. Go jump off a bridge. No, I'm kidding. Unless you want to. I know I would. And it doesn't have to be something adventurous. It can be anything. Go buy

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I'm a fan of the jam. I love jam on toast. Jam on croissants. Jam on crepes and pancakes. Jam on french bread. Jam on crackers. Traffic jam? Not so much. Ever tried jam on a cheesecake? And the best thing is that it only has 5 ingredients. How bout that.  You'll need a packet of Oreo biscuits. Two packs if you intend of making two.  Two slabs of Philadelphia cream cheese.  Your

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When you're fasting, you feel like eating everything. That was how I felt when I was browsing through recipes. Oh my. Oh I want this now. Yum yum yum! What?! Why don't I have the ingredients to make this? Ugh, too lazy to cook. I just want to eat it. Right now. Oh...I miss Malaysia.   You're so hungry, you could eat a whole cow. Okay, maybe not. Mmm...beef. Beef curry. Stir fry beef. Schizuan

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Money can't buy happiness. Friends disappoint you. Boys make you cry. The only thing you can depend on in this life (other than Allah), is your family. Well, for me anyway. They love you for who you are. They laugh at your silly jokes and tell you you're weird. They're always showering you with lots of hugs and kisses. They go out of their way to please you. They don't care about how much

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There are days when you just don't feel like eating chocolate. Nothing rich. Nothing fancy. Nothing too sweet. Just something simple. Perfect for a lazy Sunday afternoon. Something you can make over and over and over again and never be sick of it. Something light, yet it still manages to melt in your mouth. Something to fill your tummy when you can't be bothered making lunch. Something

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There is a reason why I don't cook. I can bake, but if you ask me to cook, make sure you have back up. It never turns out right. Just doesn't. No matter what I do. I feel sorry for my future Husband. (shh...this is between me and you.*bribes you with cupcakes*) This is what I do. Buy ingredients. Check. Measure out ingredients according to recipe. Check. Follow as instructed. Check. Be

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Peanut butter makes the world go round. It makes me happy. Especially in the mornings. on toast. Sometimes I like 'em crunchy. Sometimes I like 'em smooth. My condolences to all who are allergic to peanuts. and eggs. and dairy. and meat. Basically, all foods. ...except vegetables, like olives. and capsicum. and anchovies. and eggplant. I could go on. You don't have to tell me, I already know I'm

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