At the start of the week, my mom told me one of her co-workers was having a baby shower in the office and everyone was bringing treats. Since I’m at home, she had put me in charge of making treats.
Here is my latest picture on Instagram. I think this was one of the best food picture I’ve taken.
Ever since I came back from China, I couldn’t stop thinking about all that delicious food and wishing I can have more of it.
I mentioned at the end of my previous post that I would be attempting Baked Mac n’ Cheese for the very first time
Every year, on Thanksgiving or Christmas, I get to use the kitchen to make something no other person in my family seem to know how to make.
Today’s prompt asks: If a restaurant were to name something after you, what would it be? Describe it. (Bonus points if you give us a recipe!)
Ever since my aunt and cousin left, the fridge has been mostly empty. We went from going grocery shopping every few days, which is crazy, to every two weeks or month, which is what we do now.
I’ve been itching to write this post all afternoon. Honestly, I thought I would’ve gotten home like more than two hours ago but no, my orthodontist decided to make me wait. So I was sitting in the hallway outside his office for more than an hour before he called me in. Also, the traffic hadn’t been…
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So on Tuesday night, my mother came home announcing her office at work was having some kind of get-together on Thursday and they had asked her to bring something. She didn’t know what until she got home. A pie, she insisted. But where can she get it? She didn’t want…
As I sieved through old posts looking for inspiration for today’s post, I came across this one draft that I’ve never managed to finish. But the way, this post was originally started on February 3, 2013. As usual then, it was a spur of moment thing, feeling of anger and annoyance.