April 27, 2015 In All recipes, Bakery/Pastry, Vegatables

THE BLUSHING BOULE (PURPLE YAM COUNTRY BREAD)

[ezcol_1half] HOW DARE I BARGING IN WITH MY "ORIENTAL" VEGETABLE, LIKE A BRUTE IMBECILE WAVING A BOX OF STUPID CRAYONS, JUST SO I CAN PAINT AN ALREADY-PERFECT LOAF OF ART, PURPLE? [/ezcol_1half] [ezcol_1half_end] So lately, if you have been paying attention, you'd notice that I've been somewhat, disturbingly obsessed with this color here.  Hey, I swear, I didn't know I had it in me either.  I mean, com'n, pastel purple?  What am I, Hanna Montana?  But seriously, starting exactly 7 days ago, I swear it came at me like a never-ending nightmare too dazing and beautiful to wake up from, I kept and kept baking things - FOUR loafs of bread as we speak to be exact - obsessively colored in this gigglish hue which I was never that into even when I was 4.  What's happened to me? To trace back steps, I must say that it started out innocently enough, as it happens to all of us, by an epidemical mental illness called PGSD - Piggish Grocery Shopping Disorder.  I have been haunted by this persistent disease, which I have no doubt that I've gotten from my mother, for much longer than this ever-expanding body of mine can endure.  On my weekly shopping routine, online as

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March 22, 2015 In All recipes, Bakery/Pastry, Dairy, Sweets

HOKKAIDO MILK BUNS AND PINEAPPLE CUSTARD

[ezcol_1half] These super gorgeous crochet-printed side-plates are from the lovely DishesOnly. TO MY SHAMELESS AND UNDESERVING SELF I SAID, YES I'LL HAVE FOUR OF THOSE PLEASE This post, on top of the rare fact that it's the third dessert-recipe within two weeks, is also going to take a rather unconventional introduction.  Instead of my usual babbling on my, more often than not, unpleasant stories/inspirations behind a certain recipe, I'm going to gratefully credit this entire post to the unexpected blogging-perks that have been recently showering my life like a long-awaited rainfall. First of all around 2 weeks ago, a mindfully packaged box from Italy oozing the kind of anticipation and excitement not even the strongest duct-tape can confine, quietly arrived at my doorstep.  Carrying with it, among other gorgeous sample-ceramics, were 4 beautiful crochet-printed plates that marked the exciting collaboration between me, and the lovely Italian ceramic company - DishesOnly.  In all honesty, calling this sort of thing a "collaboration" where I shamelessly ask for things without paying, sounds all too undeserving on my part because I feel like I'm taking advantage.  But when I saw these unbelievably delicate and understatedly elegant side-plates called crochet, I simply couldn't help my greedy self.  The desire of having them among my now-seemed-comparatively-unattractive collection of plates, overrode any remaining ounce of

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January 28, 2015 In All recipes, Bakery/Pastry, Meat, Poultry, Snacks, Sweets

LET’S FILL THAT BOWL ON THIS SUPER !!!

IN THE NAME OF SPORTS, IT'S TIME TO EAT OURSELVES TO A CELLULITE-D IMMOBILE PULP Right, let's face it. Who are we kidding? The only thing sporty about me is that I could, maybe, jump over a puddle if my life depends on it. My Dad was really into sports when I was growing up, he still is. He's constantly looking at US sportsbooks and judging what to bet on next, it's quite interesting to watch really! But that doesn't mean you wouldn't want someone like me at the party this Sunday - while the gang rouse up above a borderline-patriotic roar towards the flatscreen, beers blazing and testosterone bursting - who sinks into the couch giggling at her phone whilst watching French bulldog puppies on youtube. Why, because my friends, I'm the one who's gonna bring the kool-Aid. It doesn't even matter if you don't like sports, nearly everyone watches the Super Bowl. Many people get into their comfies, or even their sportswear to really get in the mood, and settle down to watch one of the biggest events of the year. My friend buys a new trackuit every year the Superbowl is on - you can click

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January 22, 2015 In All recipes, Bakery/Pastry, Dairy

LET’S CATCH-A-PURI

[ezcol_1half] MY THOUGHTS STIRRED, AS THEY STIRRED, INTO A TANGIBLE STRINGY MESS OF RESTLESSNESS. [/ezcol_1half] [ezcol_1half_end] I thought long and hard about how I should talk to you about this. I thought about it when I saw it glaring at me, all too long ago, from Tasting Table on their grinning newsletter.  I thought about it when I laid sleepless at night, combing through the mental steps of how, and when, I would realize this absurdity in my own kitchen.  I auditioned my blunt vocabularies, while pushing the apathetic shopping cart through the even-less agreeable cheese-section in my grocery store

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