Wednesday, July 28, 2021
Cooking Gendis #4: Kinda Salsa Dip
Tuesday, July 27, 2021
Cooking Gendis #3: Steamed Banana Cake
Monday, July 26, 2021
Cooking Gendis #2: Mushroom Rice
400-500 g champignon mushroom
Sunday, July 25, 2021
Cooking Gendis #1: Roasted Chicken Drumstick
Wednesday, July 21, 2021
Little Things
The more I live this life, the more I realize...
It's the ongoing Korean drama,
it's the weekend baking agenda,
it's the funny Tiktok videos,
it's the thought of loved ones,
it's the silly WhatsApp stickers,
it's the instant noodle at midnight,
it's the conversations between two neighbors,
it's the wildflowers down the road,
That makes tomorrow possible.
We will be happy, and sad, then happy, and sad again, but...
There's always a tomorrow.
It's always great to have something to look forward to.
Tuesday, May 4, 2021
What's Your Love Language?
Mine is food.
Big time. Period.
So, when I send you food, even my home-cooked meals or homemade baked goods, that means I'm grateful for having you in my life. I wanna share happiness through food, I wanna ignite your senses through food, and I wanna mail the five love languages through food. Basically, I love you. And girl, oh boy, when you ask me to eat with you or send me your favorite food, I can't thank you enough.
Since the pandemic is still happening, duh, we can't share meals together at a table like we used to and that's kinda depressing. I might be an introvert, but hell yeah, I miss having brunch dates with my besties in a cute cafe, vintage restaurant, or a McDonald's drive-thru. I want them to come over to my house so that Ebo and I can cook them meals and have a talk.
Food is like a gate to someone's life in a very romantic way.
So, what's your love language?
Monday, April 26, 2021
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Sunday, January 3, 2021
You Belong
Have you ever feel like you don't belong here or anywhere else?
You take a step then go back a thousand.
Everything becomes your hassle and there's someone shouting, "You don't belong here." while no one's here. Whistling, whistling, in the woods of numbers, rewards, and metrics of life. What will you do when you encounter the situation?
Will you fight back or will you keep pace with the flow?
When you feel like you have everything, believe me, you have nothing, but yourself.
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