Comfort Food

Food has never looked so good until Food Network came along. HD is how food on TV is meant to be. Without HD, food on TV is just ordinary food. With HD, you get the real feel, anticipate the taste and get familiar with the phrase 'Comfort Food'.

Definition of 'comfort food' according to the site http://www.merriam-webster.com/

food that is satisfying because it is prepared in a simple or traditional way and reminds you of home, family, or friends

In a nutshell, it is comfort of divine proportions, yummy to the infinity. All this accompanied by great memories.

We the family of happy eaters have several (or rather a large number) of comfort food.

The Boss of the family, loves to have his sinful platter of sausages, bacon and eggs for late night supper during our little session on weekend nights. After the kids are asleep, we sort of get to enjoy our freedom, and we celebrate it with calorie load of food and drinks.

And of course the Boss loves anything bacon. Be it buns, quiche or meatloaf.

 As for myself I have such a sweet tooth. My comfort food has got to be bread pudding.

Red velvet cake, which I cannot believe I could ever bake myself.

 The good old payasam, even the kids loved it till one point I think I made it so often they got bored.

The yummy cinnamon rolls that tempt me to make it every time I even think about it.

And from my childhood and mummy's homecook memories, aloo parathas with chutney, yogurt and side vegetables. And some fresh chopped onion.

Our top most favourite comfort food has got to be bak kut teh from our favourite shop in Pandamaran. There is something familiar and homely feeling of the restaurant ambience and owners. Not to mention the bottomless condiments of raw garlic and fried shallots. Need I say more?

And the top favourite dessert, is no other than 'The Chocolate Thing' from Bubba Gump. You just feel dizzy, rather 'high' after sharing one. You cannot have one on its own, cos its simply too rich  and meant to be shared.

Cheers to that while I formulate which comfort to savour next!

The Rescue Team

I admit I have not been blogging regularly now. Being a SAHM is not easy with two (adorable) monkeys that thrive on outdoing each other every moment. On top of that life has been routinely dynamic, if that is even possible. The moment it gets routine, things get shaken and we get busy. While adjusting to everything around us, I hardly got the time to get my blogging juices flow, if you know what I mean.

This one incident I have been excited to blog about happened about two weeks ago while we were visiting uncle's family at their apartment. The kids got excited with the Supermen (yes, plural) and Ironman they received from their lovely aunties that they started experimenting with the gravity. 

Gravity as a playmate is nothing new for the boys. However, this time being at an apartment window, gravity playtime has a new meaning at a greater height!

Jeev did not have enough of playing with the Ironman action figure that he demanded to watch Ironman 3 on the Youtube. As usual, hubby's Iphone was put to sacrifice for this noble cause, and this is when the gravity playtime started.

Somehow Jeev thought it would be funny to throw the Ironman out of the window, and thankfully it landed on the flat roofing right below our level. Hubby got into action by gathering ropes and whatnot to rescue the lonely Ironman. While all attention is there, Jeev decided to see how does the Iphone fare with gravity, and so he threw it out as well.

It was a Kodak moment (I say 'was' because we did not take any picture, out of excitement, rather shock) seeing the Ironman and Iphone lying down on the flat roof side by side, with Ironman 3 video playing on it. This is when the our uncle, the Policeman, got down into action.

 

Somewhat like MacGyver style, he got us to hand him some household items and he constructed the perfect rescue instrument, which rescued both Ironman and Iphone accurately. The ladies were still in shock but everyone was happy to see both I's rescued. Ironically, IronMAN was rescued by the PoliceMAN.

 

And this time I have a photo to show how the rescue efforts went on. After the success were celebrated with tea and ice cream, and by closing the windows. Any greater trajectory of the throw would have caused a lot of trouble of losing the phone, and Ironman!

 

 

Kids really do the darndest things. Especially when you sense silence during their playtime, you know something is awfully wrong! Silence is never golden, rather suspicious and temper rising.

When they should be playing in harmony, like good boys;

Instead, they think its the perfect day to mess the tiles with crayon.

God bless us with lots of patience, and rescue team members!