Secondly, due to that response ( it's not that much but since I am doing everything on my own ) , I wish I didn't have to say this but I have to, I am afraid I am not able to take any more new cookies orders for this coming raya. But the order for simple cakes or brownies are still open ( valid at the time of printing this ).
I noticed that many of my baker/ blogger friends have not been updating their blogs and I guess everybody is busy with their cookies project, and me, what am I doing writing and talking to you at this time of morning when I have jars and jars of cookies to be baked. It's just my way of releasing the 'happy' hormone, to keep a song in my heart , as one fellow blogger likes to write, at the same time I would visit them and see how thy are doing, if I have the time, I would say hello , if not, I would just pass through and later would continue doing my chores.somehow, writing is therapeutic, just like weeding and sweeping the dried leaves or watering the plants, as I used to write diaries when I was young, all ( well most ) thoughts were expressed out on those pages and pages of big or small diaries of mine.
this,? a page from my diary? no, it's the page from my old recipe book with the recipe for ayam percik which I wrote before leaving the comfort of my simple kampung home to further my studies in a foreign country, away from my Abah and Umi, my siblings, my Umi's delicious home cooked meal, and to venture on my own, to fend for my self and the scariest thing was, I would have to cook my own meal!