Churros ala Me

A long overdue craving for Churros.
The same taste churros as those sold in front of Queen Victoria Market in Melbourne.

Unfortunately, mine was more like fried puff than churros.
They taste good, but not churros.

The recipe I got from the late bunda Inong.
Whenever I blog hopped to her blog, I remember the day when she passed.
I never knew her or interact with her through her blog when she was alive. What amazes me is that until know, few years after she passed, people still go to her blog. Still praying and send condolences. These strangers, including me, still feel sad that she has left.

For someone who was nobody.
When she passed, she is prayed by many. Those unknown to her.
It's something I thought would never affect me, but it does.

Thank you bunda inong, for sharing your recipes.
I'll peek into your other recipes again soon.

Practice makes perfect, I'll make another batch churros later.
Just a sneak peek of yesterday's batch.


For recipe check her blog (link above).

Ramadan Mubarak!

Ramadan is here.

After years we spent separately, eventually my mom's kids are finally back in one roof. Getting through Ramadan together.

Nothing special really.

Our family isn't what you called conservative.
We don't have special arrangement or tradition to spend Ramadan.

The way we embrace this holy month is by our own ways too. We don't make this month to get closer as family, but just doing routines at the same time. By that I meant, our eating pattern.

The feeling is completely different to Ramadan I had when I was little.
Of course situation have changed since then. That causes habits and tradition to change to.
I don't mind that.

I've just accepted this as I spent my Ramadan back in Melbourne.
We're individuals now.

The way I spend Ramadan is between me and God.

I have no complaints, but doing routines like this is kinda boring for me. I'm sorry, but it does.

Oh well, Happy Ramadan.
Hopefully Eid will come soonest than we expected. :)

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