Friday, June 18, 2010

BOREDOM AND CREATIVITY













Hi Blogikins!!

So i just discovered something new. When bored just get up and do something. All of a sudden new ideas will fill you up like a well.

There i was bored out of my skull and no work to do so i decided to cook.


This was the original idea:

  • Cook some moin-moin (bean cake).
  • Do something with the veal i got last week.
  • Cook the some mean Ila Asepo (Okra) complete with stock fish and ugwu.
  • Boil some rice to keep in the fridge for easy use.
Cool and normal right? So i go to the kitchen, bring out the okra and veal to defrost. Wash some rice in hot water and dump in the rice cooker. Going well.
Now as anyone will know, bean flour will give you the same if not better taste in moin-moin without the extra hassle so i proceed to get my bean flour.

After mixing all those wonderful ingredients (10mins flat), i stared at my foil packs in distaste.

Why cant my moin-moin look stunning?
Why cant i just make it like a big cake and cut slices off when i need it?
Why cant i bake it in a moist oven instead of steaming it?

Well the answer was YES I CAN!!!

So out came the bundt pan.
I sprayed some sunflower on to prevent sticking.
Poured the mixture in.
Covered the top with foil paper to prevent drying out of my moin moin.
Plopped it in the oven.
(Oh yeah added a pan of hot water to the bottom of the over to try to give some moist atmosphere to the oven).

20 mins later is the result you see above. Do you like?

The story of the veal? Hmmm maybe later. lol.

Bye bloggy!! See ya later!!!

Saturday, January 30, 2010

CONVICTION













Conviction i am told is a strong persuasion or belief. That's the word that came to mind as i heard Mickey say her vows. It was the strong conviction in her voice that gave me the assurance that this was a life bond being sealed here.

Most vows are said in an emotional shaky voice. Sometimes voices crack, others are nervous and some people screw up their lines but not my Mickey. Her words were not a monkey repeat of the priest.

They were words said from one human to another. They were life promises being made. They took marriage from being just a simple ceremony to being what it was intended to be. Two people who have a conviction that they are meant to ride the currents of life together making a promise in front of those important to them that they will do just that.

I wish Mickey and Jazz a wonderful life together. Thanks for the new insight into marriage!

Monday, January 4, 2010

IS THIS BETTER

Honey i am home!!

I thought long and hard. How i want to be back home.
No more power cuts.
No more daddy curfews.
No more bank security doors.
No more heat rash.
No more dust in my contacts.
No more credit running out like water.

Back home. yay! (At least until i landed). From 32° to - 5°. The cold ain't even as bad as i thought. I welcome it's cool embrace. It soothes my rash and calms my skin. The air feels good in my lungs.

Then i get home. Glory to Jesus. Somehow when every one's pipe froze, mine didn't. But i have no water. How can i not have running water?

And my car wont start. Ohh what can i say. I joys of settling down. Be right back with 2weeks worth of gist. lol!