May 20, 2012

Kuih Bakar Pandan

Category: Recipe

A sudden bout of having an another “itchy-backside” moment  had me scouring the kitchen for ingredients to make a traditional delicacy called “Kuih Bakar” – or literally  translated to English as “Burnt Cake”. [Although in a Malay context, the word “bakar” can also loosely mean “to bake”]

In any case, this is something I have never attempted before; and somehow felt the strong need to try making it as the recipe looked so easy. There are actually 2 versions of this traditional goodies  – one is sweet, the other is savoury made with meat. I made both at the same time as they use the same base.

I am featuring the sweet one in this post first. Typically a decent Kuih Bakar Pandan would look like this:

Image from Google Images

But mine turned out all wrinkled-up like this:

When I introduced it to Spud, she promptly exclaimed  “Turtle!”, and refused to eat it.

It didn’t look at all appetizing, I admit, but what lacks in looks, I made up for it with taste (I think!). I haven’t figured out why it went all wrinkly on me. I’ll have another go at it when I feel like I am up to it again.

Taste-wise, it is a little like cooked custard, flavoured with coconut with the fragrance of pandan. Here’s the recipe I attempted:

Kuih Bakar Pandan
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Ingredients
  1. Half cup pandan juice (1/2 cup water + several pieces of pandan leaves mainly for colouring)
  2. Half cup sugar
  3. 1 cup flour
  4. 250 ml coconut milk
  5. 3 eggs
  6. 1 tbsp melted butter
  7. A few drops of green colouring
  8. 1 tbsp pandan paste/essence (I did not use this as I cannot find it!)
Instructions
  1. To make pandan juice, blend the leaves with water and set aside
  2. Mix the rest of the ingredients together and beat it into a batter. Add in pandan juice
  3. When done, pour the liquid batter into a mould
  4. Bake for about 25-30 minutes on 200 degrees oven or until golden brown
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It is that easy! Although next time, I might attempt it with a mixture of evaporated milk.

I’ll post the  savoury version in a separate post.

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May 18, 2012

Skidamarinky-doooooo

Category: Baby Milestones

Spud’s crooning quite a lot more these days since she started going to playschool.

Every so often, I’d hear her humming her little songs to herself, and when I look at her asking her what she is singing, she’d be giving me this big grin and then soften her voice a little bit – as if a little shy that she was caught red-handed.  It is quite endearing to “catch” her doing that, especially when she seems caught up in her own little world; like when she is seating in the car, or when she’s doodling or when she gets her nappy changed or  even that few minutes before she drifts off to sleep at night. 
Usually, when I can make out the songs which she was singing, I would sing along with her. That seems to make her happy. Sometimes, I can’t quite make out the songs and I have no idea at all – that was when she would look at me a little funny, making me wonder goes on in her head!
So anyway, in the last few days, she starts to croon away with barely audible words when I prep her up after her evening shower. The tune was not so clear, but she kept going “ki dink ki dink…love youuu..di ki dink…morning…afternoon…ki dink..ki dink…moon…youuuuuuuu”
As this went on over and over again and over again, she kept looking at me while attempting to sing it; perhaps wanting me to sing with her. For the life of me, though, I can’t quite figure the song out initially.
Then suddenly it hit me. 
It could be a song I knew from a long while back. And,  it was a song I hated so damn much that my hair stood on ends each time I hear it! 
It then dawned on me that it could easily be that stoopid Skidamarinky-dink song and now I have my child singing it to me and it makes her so happy!
So what did I do?
I did not have the heart to ignore her, so I tested water and sang what little I know of the song with with her…

And that made Spud smile a million smiles, as if really pleased that I knew the song; completely making my heart melt.
The worse bit was that she couldn’t stop going ki-dink-ki-dink on me after that and telling me “I love youuuuuuuuuuuuu”  (more heart melts!)

What do you know – for a song which I hated so much,  I actually knew the tune AND some bits of the lyrics! Arrghhhhhhhhhhh!

 Looking at how much she actually loved the song, out of curiosity and biting  the bullet , I then searched  for the lyrics of that song after Spud went to bed just to see what the actual words were. And this is what it is:

Skidamarink-a-dink-a-dink Skidamarinky-doooooo
I love you
Skidamarink-a-dink-a-dink Skidamarinky-doooooo
I love you
I love you in the morning, and in the afternoon
I love you in the evening, and underneath the moon
Oh….. Skidamarink-a-dink-a-dink Skidamarinky-doooooo
IIIIII loooooooooooooooooovvveeeeeeeeeeee yooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuu
You know what other stupid thing I did? I then even downloaded the tune to my phone for her later that night with the intetion of surprising her the next day. (Slaps forehead!)
Silly Skidamarink song. What is it with kids and that song?! And now I cannot get that frigging annoying song out of my head. It will probably stay that way for days on end, too.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about and curious about the tune, at the risk of the song playing in your head for days on end, here’s a clip from YouTube for your “listening pleasure”. It’s like super-retro for kids.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you!

(I am about to crawl back into a deep dark hole and bury myself in there while slap myself silly and cringe away at the hideous tune)

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May 17, 2012

Oh! Cabbie…

[Warning: This is a rant]
Every once in a while, I encounter a cabbie whom I will not hesitate to label as being extremely annoying. Not only because he drives like a maniac, but,  also because he tends to disregard what I say when I told him where to go as well as the directions on how to get there.
This usually happens when I take a taxi from the office to go back home – essentially, if all’s well, traffic permitting, I should be home in less than 10 minutes.
And I should know this. It is my home, I go there every day, and I jolly well know my direction. To add on to that, I often only give directions in Thai and usually, 4 in 5 cab drivers understood me perfectly well.
Yet, on some odd occasion, some annoying cabbie finds it very noble of him to argue with me by not following my instructions. When I told him to U-turn, he insisted on going straight till I had to raise my voice, as if I am scolding a little kid. Then when I told him to keep right, he insisted on going left and turning in a soi away from where I was supposed to be. (And no, it is not a short-cut). And I had to repeat myself several times telling him over and over again to just keeping fucking right and turn right where I want him to, and not because he was certain that he was going the right direction.
Why he thinks he knows the direction better than I do and refused to listen to me is beyond me. After all, I have only been going home to the same place and actually know the path like the back of my hand for the past 5 years! I should know the direction, right?
Well, I guess not because it gets worse as instead of just listening to me and get me to where I should be, some of these morons actually get upset as I insisted on MY direction. The taxi driver in question would then actually start grumbling and scolding me in Thai because apparently that is not the place I want to go. 
Seriously, WTF is wrong with these people? I don’t understand their mentality. Most of all, I don’t understand why they get upset when I should be the one having all the right to get upset because they are taking me to someplace else where I did not want to go.
Sometimes I really just want to get the hell out of the cab and not pay them a single cent – a risk I’m not willing to take for fear of my life as they could easily run me down out of anger. (you do not want to make any Thai mad!)
Thai cabbies baffle me sometimes. Why can’t they just listen, not rile me up and save me the ranting spree?
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