the art of frying

i woke up at 10am this morning, thanks to the brilliant sunlight shining through the window and onto my now-even-more-pimple face.

i heard tok yah knocking a rhythm downstairs, so i knew he was hungry.
so what did i do?
yes...
i played the good cucu-card

even though nasi goreng is more of my speciality, we always have Nasi Lemak on a saturday.

so.


yes. that is what i did.
luckily, i didnt go into the kitchen so lost in mind, i previously recorded the recipe for mummy's nasi lemak very vaguely into my notebook.

the only thing that was successful was the rice.
the only reason i did it right was because i drew a diagram in my notebook about how its supposed to look like.
bwaha.

as for the rest.
daddy lectured me about how to fry ikan bilis, because it was soggy when it was supposed to be cripsy.
so this is what i have to do next time
>> heat the oil until very hot
>> fry ikan bilis with high temperature
i got the second part wrong, my notebook said 'low heat'.
idiot.

and then i added too much oil into the sambal.
bleurgh.

if mummy hadnt come downstairs, i would've really ruined the sambal. she started adding all these like spices and stocks and stuff bahaha.

anyways.

appart from the failure that is my breakfast.
i made the first half on my own.


i rock!