Feeling a little peckish on this cool rainy afternoon. A sunny side up, perhaps?
Nah. What about grilled cheese sandwich instead? Yums!
Bleu cheese? But but but… they don’t have ‘eyes’, right?
I will just have some Singapore Noodles (whatever that is!) with extra chilli please? Oh, make it ‘seafood’ noodles 😉 (that green thingy is a fish from a $2 fishing game we bought from Daiso)
Benji wants something posh! Green Eggs!
Do you like green eggs and ham?
I do so like
green eggs and ham!
Thank you!
Thank you,
Ben-I-am!
Green Ham with ‘rind’
Benji’s all-day breakfast special sandwich!
Special ingredients revealed 😉
Last week, we bought Benji a set of Ikea kiddy cooking utensils (although he liked the kiddy kitchen set more!) and we have been cooking ‘ice-cream’, lego bricks and whatever that fits the pot. Yesterday, I popped into Daiso and picked up a small frying pan ($2!), and a pack of assorted felt fabrics.
Today, we spent a quiet afternoon indoors ‘cooking’ up a storm – Benji’s nursing a terrible cough. Cut up some easy shapes and the only ‘3-D’ effect was some wadding stuffed into the egg yolks. The ‘noodles’ yarn came from a ripped up old crochet project. Nothing fancy like the felt food that my friend made for her little girl, or even the $15 Ikea felt food toys. But it is fun to make food on boy’s request 😀 So who says you can’t sew for boys, eh? 😀
One thing led to another. And now I have… or HAD this. BUTTER!
I spent the night reading about butter-making, and was intrigued by the simplicity of it all… Just add cream and shake? Unbelievable. And do I seriously want to shake a bottle for hours and hours and hours? My arms are already sore from plucking my boy from trouble (literally) and is butter really worth losing my limbs for? :p But hey, it sounds really easy with a KitchenAid mixer. (hint).
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While raiding the fridge for an afternoon snack, I noticed that I STILL had that half tub ofcream left over. What the heck. I dumped the content into a plastic container that used to contain some Chinese New Year goodies, and screwed on the red lid.
When I started shaking it, I went: uh oh… I don’t have enough cream to work with! It was just coating the side of the jar Dammit…
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While lamenting this fact to my hubby & equally unsympathetic son, I noticed that the cream was curdling! That gave me HOPE. I shook some more and then I heard the legendary ‘blop’! And we’ve got BUTTER! And I only shook that thingy for less than 5 mins!
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There was too little buttermilk to be saved, and I yielded less than a palm size of butter. I added some honey (a little too much) after ‘washing it’ and glad-wrapped it before I left it in the fridge.
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Just had it with some toast – and what a lovely light taste! I didn’t salt the butter but next time, I promise I will flavour it better :>
