:: curry? me - hopeless ::

looking back, during my first pregnancy, my other half and i used to have roti canai and curry at one malay stall almost every weekend. perhaps, that's why my boys now are addicted to curry. don't be surprise. that's the truth. afiq and adib could have capati (one each) cicah curry ikan. they could eat the same kuah with veges (chinese style) with salmon (fried with garlic butter, seasoned with salt, parsley and tiny bit of black pepper).

the problem is - the mommy doesn't know how to dish up decent curry (not to mention good, delicious curry). i'm practically depending on my IL who are great curry cook.

well, people say practice makes perfect. i've tried (not really try anyway). from the scale of one to ten, my curry - i would say is minus six. :p

btw, i've read remember me? by sophie kinsella. took me a coule of hours to finish th book. hm, interesting approach. a twist without losing her 'kinsella' style. but i prefer the undomestic goddess and shopaholic series in terms of story board.

ok, take care everyone. and don't forget to read my previous entry. it's important!