cookies. i m tired.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
made140chocolatechipscookiestoday.nomorebakingforthetimebeing.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

just finish baking the last batch of cookies. had to put it back into the oven four times before it decides to hardens. wasted one batch of yummy cookies - [chao ta] - *cries*.

with the same amount of dough, today's batch seems to yield less cookies compared to previous times. by the time i packed enough to fill up the container for collin's family, i am left with little, mostly the darker-near-[chao ta] ones or the weirdly shaped ones, for my family.

urps.. it's ok. i can bake again (though not so at the time being. had enough of baking!!)

i actually feel pressurized doing something for collin's family. the last and only time i whipped up something at his house - fried dory nuggets, it turned out disasterous. i dunno if the flour coating is wrong or i simply got the whole recipe wrong, it tasted different. horribly bad compared to the last time i whipped up the same dish at my house for collin to try. (that's before i tried to [da xian shen shou] at collin's hse.. which turns out to be a big mistake of course.)

i never found courage to pull the same cooking stunt again. *Disgrace - cries.*

maybe i fare better doing pastries. at least ppl like my cookies and pineapple tarts..

edible cook ups:
- apple pie
- cheesecake
- rosti
- pineapple tarts
- cookies (actually you can't really include this. cos.. muahahahaa.)

failed cook ups:
- egg tofu
- cinnamon butter cookies
- dory nuggets (sucess once, failure once)
- chocolate truffles
- (i must have lose track.)


i decided by the end of the above list that my future husband should either be
- a fantastic cook or
- someone who has an extremely high tolerance for bad food or
- simply one who loves (canned) campbell soups, instant mee, (canned) luncheon meat, eggs, ham, bacon or anything canned as a matter of fact. this is my.. erhem.. area of expertise.

funny how i got my mummy's wide hips/height/hair genes but i dun get her cooking flair/breasts/skin genes.

it suddenly seems possible that they are not lying when they say they picked me up from the trash. *horrors*




just kidding~
(pardon me. it's late. i'm blabbing incoherently. i'm really tired.)