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Baking List

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These are some of what I intend to do next year. Hehe. Colorful macaroons Chocolate pecan pie bars Mint chocolate chip ice cream cake (sounds rich ey) Sticky-sweet cinnamon rolls Red velvet cupcakes with cheese cream frosting Now, tell me you're salivating. Hehe. *All images are from Google.com

Mukashafah Al-Qulub

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I was lying on bed this morning, drifting about in that rather uncomfortable zone between sleeping and waking, when I remembered a promise to Mama to help her mopping today. We had quite an interesting conversation about doomsday, the fuss about the end of the world, the Mayan prediction etc etc which sure enough they gave me necessary stamina to do the chores. I'd read somewhere about this prediction a couple of weeks ago with what is said was a 'trending' in 2010, but curiously has grown silent during 2012? I wasn't informative in 2010 compared to myself today, I guess. One of my friends put it on Facebook, how very disappointing that the prediction was wrong, the most terrible thing that happened yesterday was a male penguin ate it's own newly-hatched chick at a zoo in northeast China's Heilongjiang province. This expression my friend is having, in turn may have given rise to the 'how arse you can be' - a vital exclamation protesting ungrateful pe...

Kampung Dusun Hilir, Layang-layang Kiri, Parit

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"When you revisit a place you love after many years, does not your heart beat with anxiety as well as eagerness?" Adibah Amin, As I Was Passing II, 1976 The above scenes taken from my Opah's house at  Kampung Dusun Hilir, Layang-layang Kiri, Parit, Perak Darul Ridzuan. Parit has not changed as much as I feared. I feared for not being able to see the green, the old traditional and classical house. For me, they set rather than a timeless piece of architecture. There are all those new buildings, of course - the factories and shops and hotels sprouting everywhere yet not discriminating the rural beauty. I have three rules about holiday. One, an obligation to mooch around all by myself along the beach. If one is impossible to do, here's number two, go somewhere quiet, pack your stuffs and go to the Kampung. But number three is a mandatory, the place must be a food heaven for my big gob! About Parit, apart from the beauty and fresh air, the DURIANs a...