Frozen Blueberry Cheese Cake

Cheesecake yang sanggatttt sedap... Nak resepi? Nah..

Crust 
Biskut Marie - 165g
Butter - 1/3 cup
Brown Sugar - 1/3 cup
Masuk dalam food processor, kasi kisar, lepas tu tekan sampai padat kat apa2 bekas.

Cheese
Cream Cheese - 500g
Susu pekat manis - 1 cup
Gelatin - 2 tsp (I use Halagel) , dissolve with 1 cup of hot water
Vanilla essence - 1 tsp
Lemon Juice - 1tbs
Blend je semua guna blender

Curah cheese batter ke atas crust yang dah padat tu, bekukan.  Bila dah beku, curahkan blueberry topping.  Kalau nak sedap, beli yang imported.  Yang local made, tak sedap aaa.. rasa manis sangat.

Jangan salahkan saya kalau anda gemuk.

I Love You More Than A Golden Parasol

pic credit to Google

These few weeks had been rough...  First, I had to deal with some uncalled for situations... It was really really frustrating.. when you had put plenty of effort into something... and had complied with all the requirement set forth.. still.. the 'thing' goes to someone else.... but Alhamdulillah.. It was only for few hours that I realize.. this is HIS plan.. do not question.. what more to be frustrated.. because He knows best.. I know I am not ready for that yet.. from now on.. I will just keep working.. while eyeing for opportunities within my capacity...

Then.. the MH 370 tragedy.. I hope it will turned out to be mere incident, rather than tragedy... Oh Allah.. You are the Best Protector.. protect them... please Oh Allah..

After that.. it was about a friend.. who is much much older than me.. I used to go to her house to learn Quran with some of her neighbours and friends... She had always be my point of reference for any issues I am facing.. She was a doctor by the way... Her personality.. is simply pleasant.. soft spoken sister.. calm..
Last weekend, I went back to my home town.. a news was revealed to me.. by a concerned party.. (no.. I am not blaming, accusing, or trying to plot anything).. I got to know.. that .. that sister.. give her husband's hand for marriage to another lady.. much much younger lady.. the age of her own son I think.. I feel broken.. I hope she is happy.. to be frank.. I want to say this out to her.. Sis, why do you have to kill yourself like this? .. But who am I to say anything.. it is her choice.. I am not at her place.. and definitely.. I have no right to assume that she is killing her own soul.. it had been 3 days since the news is revealed to me.. I am still broken.. and bleed..

Dear husband... as much as we woman love all the beautiful things in this world.. one thing for sure.. I Love You More Than a Golden Parasol

Project..

I have a big project in the pipe line.. I thought it is going to be long to come..
before I realize that God has planned it earlier for me.. everytime I think about 'the' project.. I had goosebumps... can I do it? or.. will it just be another white elephant in my life.. the person dearest to me before my soul mate thought that it is not going to work.. I was 'advised' to just forget about it.. and back to what I used to do.. and how I used to do it..

this time around.. I need to brave the wave... never I heard that anyone said.. that it is easy to go against the wave.. but if you do it .. you will definitely get to the other side...

this project had been in me like 10 years ago.. I failed once.. and did nothing to mend it.. I just let the wave push me back to the beach...

Rabb.. give me strength..  if not all the time.. just this time..

credit to google for this pic

... I'm sure this does not happen just overnight....

This garden reminds me of..

Why these cupcakes is so special to me..

I baked this cake when I was staying in Sg Besi.. the place that change the whole me.. this cupcakes happened around the time when my precious gem was diagnosed with something serious.. maybe life threatening if not treated early... everytime I have a look at these cuppies.. the memories strikes me.. and how thankful I am today.. that that precious gem is a small grown up now.. Thanks Ya Rabb..

Positive.. is what missing?

Lately.. I was frequently being advised to be positive.. Till to one point that I feel that an advice asking you to be positive is an advice from someone who doesnt understand your/the issue or.. someone who just want to wash their hands from dealing with the issue....

For example, if you see someone (appearing like a muslim) eating in the month of ramadhan, you will tell yourself.. cmon.. be positive.. maybe he is not a muslim.. so.. you just walk away.. for me.. that is another way of escaping from your duty as a muslim to stop munkar in front of you...

so... how to be positive?... tell me.. tell me..

These babies are Lapis Marie Cheese..

 .. maybe these babies can teach me how to be positive.. I had been baking since 2002.. I baked all sorts of cakes... name it.. (wah wahh).. moist choc.. carrot walnut.. banana walnut.. marble cake.. fruit cake.. cheese cake.. chocolate indulgence.. blueberry cake.. but I don't know how to sell.. I take good pictures... I am a perfectionist when it comes to taste and appearance (of food I mean).. so.. what went wrong here baby...

because I am not positive.. I always feel like the talent I got is nothing compared to those out there..

So... goodbye negative.. HALLO positive!!

move on... move on... here comes momma..