Lazy sticky food

I was tempted to have pasta for dinner tonight, again. Not that I don't like pasta but I think I've had too much carbs lately. Also, my pasta repertoire is quite limited and I don't really want to eat the same thing again and again and again.

Obviously I wanted something easy to make. With the leftover honey from the cake I made earlier in the week and the lemons I bought (for salad dressing and as the fridge's odour-absorber), here's my lazy dish of the day.

Sticky lemon chicken

Ingredients

• 2 pieces of chicken fillet
• 1 lemon
• 1.5 tbsp honey
• Seasoning

Method

1. Preheat oven (about 160C)
2. Lightly brush oil on a baking dish
3. Place chicken on the dish, season with salt and pepper 
4. Bake for 6 minutes
5. Meanwhile, cut two slices of lemon
6. Take out the chicken, turn over and sprinkle with more seasoning. Put a slice of lemon on each of the fillet
7. Drizzle with honey and then squeeze over the juice of the remaining lemon
8. Return to the oven for a further 10 minutes until the chicken is golden and cooked through
9. Serve with a salad or steamed veggies. Or, if you don't mind the extra work and extra carbs, you can have rice or potatoes. 

Not so crazy and definitely not lazy food

As I mentioned in the previous post, I finally managed to try baking something new. 


Honey cake with honeyed almond crunch
I got the recipe from here.

When I first read the recipe, I thought it's very easy. But me being me, things always have to come with surprises. Right before I finished work in the office, I took one more look at the recipe and realized I missed out something very important. I needed to whisk egg whites. My arms are more Olive Oyl than Popeye, hm... And so i had to go buy an electric beater! Well I figured I'll need it for other cakes anyway but it's just annoying that I had to make a detour and stop by the department store... 


In the end the cake turned out ok although slightly burnt at the edges. Plus I managed to burn my thumb too. Typical me. 


Obviously I can't finish it all. Gave a few slices to my parents who were so happy to see that their daughter can and does actually cook. 


Also gave one slice to the chef, trying to kick away his blues. Glad that he said it's not bad. But maybe he's just saying. I still have the feeling that he really doesn't care. But like he said, the cake was not the point. 


Well, then what's the point then? If you would show me please...

Dizzy lazy food

I haven't been cooking much lately. For the past couple of weeks I've been thinking to start baking again but procrastination always wins...

Finally on Monday I decided to bake something simple, no matter what. So after work I quickly went to get everything that I needed and rushed home. Although the cake was simple enough to make, by the time I put it in the oven, it was already 10pm. As I was washing the messy bowls and stuff, I suddenly felt very dizzy. It was really quite bad. I almost fainted. It was then that I realized, oh right, I hadn't had dinner. No wonder. 

So after I regained my energy, I made a simple noodle. 



Cold soba noodle with crab meat

Ingredients

• Soba noodles
• Crab meat (crab leg actually. got from the supermarket when I did the shopping for the cake ingredients)
• Dipping sauce 
• Nori sesame mix

Method

1. Cook the noodles in boiling water for 5-6 minutes
2. Drain and rinse the noodles with cold water a few times (so that noodles are completely cold)
3. Put noodles in serving bowl. Place crab meat on top
4. Sprinkle with nori and sesame mix
5. Serve with dipping sauce

As you can see, it's really simple. But tasty and it definitely saved my life. 

Dreaming again

Once again I was weak. Thought it was going to stop. I managed just one week.


Saw your little message and my heart skipped a beat.


You seemed all right and we texted for a bit. Then all of a sudden you ignored me again. Did I say something wrong?


Five hours later, early in the morning, came your message. You said you weren't happy. What's wrong? I asked. But you didn't tell me.


OK, go to sleep my dear. You must be tired.


I fell back to sleep. In that short 20 minutes before I needed to wake up and go to work, you met me in my dream. What we did, where we were, what we said, I totally forgot now. But that's not important really, no?

How far can I go?

三年前，那位俄羅斯有婦之夫說：「其實你不知道你自己的底線吧。」 (I don't think you realise how far you can go) 當時我有點嬲，who do you think you are? 你以為很了解我嗎？

然後，他離開了香港。

三年後的今日，我竟然被另一個他不斷測試及挑戰我的底線。到目前為止，他很成功。我的底線就如無底深潭，要幾低有幾低。

現在他竟然同我細訴如何周旋於眾多女伴之中！好像我還要同情他。這，究竟是甚麼意思？

我知道，在他心裡，在他眼中，我再沒有吸引力。

我的紋身不再性感；我的打扮不再吸引；我那口音不再有趣；我給他的意外不再是驚喜。

再沒有說笑話逗我開心；再沒有為我彈結他；再沒有對我說想跟我生個小孩；再沒有將來。

或許從來沒有愛。那倒沒所謂，乾脆老實跟我說便行了。奈何男人都是貪心（花心？）的。多留一個喜歡自己的女人在身邊也好呀。

如此這般，我便繼續這樣下去。明知沒有結果。身邊的朋友都說不值得，我卻還認為他們不明白。其實，我一早已經明白一切。但，明白和接受可以是兩碼子事。

直到最近，我好像突然成為他傾訴心事的對象。為甚麼？那喋喋不休的獨白，跟我何干？前言不對後語的每個故事，也令我心裡不好受，卻因為要面子，還要裝成沒甚麼大不了的樣子。說到其中一位我也有過一面之緣的她，那殘酷冷漠的態度，令我頓然醒來：我在他心目中，大概跟這位女子一樣，只是一個無關痛癢，卻又久不久為他帶來煩惱的人吧。

累了，睡吧。

乜我哋真係咁捍衛廣東話咩？咪講笑啦！ Do we really love our mother tongue?

這邊廂有穗港兩地的熱血青年上街保衛廣州話，那邊廂一眾港孩的父母卻前仆後繼，唔理三七廿一，明知自己的英文半桶水，卻全力堅持對子女只講英文。

英文，並唔係咁學㗎。

While we are excited about the young people from Guangzhou and Hong Kong taking it to the streets to defend our mother tongue Cantonese, isn't it an irony that a lot of parents in Hong Kong insist in speaking to their children ONLY in their broken English?