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Malaysian in Tokyo. Welcome to my happy space!

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being a mommy
working life

maternity kicks in when we less notice.

I used to hate onions. I refused to cook because of a reason as simple as that; couldn't stand the smell, the taste, everything. But not until 4 years ago when I first came here, having to live alone in a 10-floor apartment with an empty fridge taught me to love onions, garlic and black pepper.

My mum had never let me in her kitchen, my duty was always 'taking care of the little brother'. I guess that's the price you have to pay having two older sisters who are very much NOT domestically challenged. I mean, they can cook in their sleep. Especially my eldest sister; housewife is her middle name.

I've never really noticed how much I've changed and learned after these past few years, until I went home last summer and on this one fateful day, my mum asked me to cook dinner in her kitchen, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER.

She read one of my friends' post on my Facebook wall about her missing my ayam masak kicap (she was my housemate, I'm going to kill her) and was ubershocked. "You can cook ayam masak kicap?? Why didn't you tell me??"

Mothers can be very dramatic sometimes.

So that night she put out all of the fridge's content on the table; the onions, garlic, ketchup, serai, etc..and asked me to make her one. I think she really doubted that I can actually make ayam masak kicap. I mean, the simplest meal ever. Pfft.

So I made one, she tasted, went suspiciously quiet for a few minutes and hugged me. *blushed* hehe.

Some people just don't realize how hard it is being away from home at the tender age of 13, and being sent away to do degree at 19 when other girls enjoying home-cooked meal with family every day. I can't eat sushi or sashimi or any raw fish they cook here, hence my fast-learning in cooking Malaysian food because if I don't cook, I won't survive. I hate bentou. And please, it's not like I didn't even try, I seriously will vomit if I had to swallow raw fish. Which is pretty much the only thing Japanese usually eat here.

So point is, I suddenly feel motivated to make nasi briyani and rendang ayam today :D So proud of myself.

Sorry the pictures don't do it justice :P Ok fine, maybe not as tasty as my mum's and people might confuse them with fried rice but whatever.

To Mr Boyfriend, you could've taste them if you didn't refused to come here this weekend earlier. TAKE THAT, SUCKAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHA

Ok ranting done.


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