I feel like making pizza from scratch which i hadn't made any since the last 13 years or so. It is a despicable long period of time. This is the truth I must put up with while moving along the phases of my life. I reckon that I have stop stopped cooking with love since I lost 'the love of my life' ( I hate myself for using the words). However, I am so delightfully relieved that the skill and passion hasn't completely come to an end. Basically, there are also some other reasons such as financial that caused the long temporary halt.
Of late, I have drawn together my interest, my love, my passion and I translated into the urge of cooking. Perhaps, I might sound remorseful of what I have not been doing for the last more than one decade. Frankly, I can give a good and valid explanation to why it happened that way.
I realized that I broke the pattern when I decided to make ayam percik for my girls last Sunday. I took further trouble to send some to my eldest girl at her college. She thanked me for the food and also her friends sent gratitude over fb. It was a pleasure sent from up above i think!
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