Soup n Prawn

Wolla. Another cooking session.
No la, actually cook for almost every day. But the dishes are very the simple wan. So didnt post only. Then now also posting simple dishes.
One is a soup. Ingredients all from Irene again, I just follow instructions.



Its erm, wat wat white carrot wat soup. Still lack of those sweet taste. And too dilute. Note to self - boil longer.

Then this is another dish. Ingredients by me. Method also by me. So this is my 1st stand alone dish. Muahahaha.
Actually its from the cookbook that we bought. Quite illustrative. Thats why it attracted me - the nub of the nub. I chose this one because I dont have the ingredients mentioned in the other dishes.
So, here goes.



Notice the black prawns? Of course you did. :(((
The "step by step" said deep fry. How the hell I know you must keep the fire low? Thats why when I put the first four pieces of prawns in the oil, they caught fire....
I was shocked!!! Why the hell my prawns caught fire?? Alas, in the blink of an eye, they became african prawn - as wat Meng calls it.
Lesson learnt. Slowed down the fire. and wolla. Amazing golden prawns.

HUhuhu
What to cook next?

Interviews

Just had a marathon of interviews just now. Its for various of position in the company. Its not the 1st time Im interviewing people. But its the first marathon and fully handled by me.
So its a bit chamness filled with tiredness. Just for info sake - no leng lui involved. If got, oredi hire loo :w:

Anyway. I need a place to blow up. And here I am.
Actually the interview is not that bad. Except there is one girl who really smells. Smells as in erm... in a not very pleasant way. =.="
The thing irked me the most is this call - stupid call.

There's this guy. A full grown man, very, actually over qualified for a fresh job. An engineering degree from the USA, demanding a pay double from the others. Whom I still ask for an interview anyway. If he is really good, I'll hire him anyway.
The thing is, everything was arranged by his mother.
His mother called me to arrange for the interview, called me to ask about the job. Dem, such a mamiboy.

Then, at the interview, out of respect, he is the only one I rejected his job application face to face. The rest, I just left them in the dark. I'll call you kinda thing.

Then after he left, moments later. His mother called. Nagged and complain about why I rejected his son n all. Wasting his effort n all. Blah Blah Blah.
I used my usual tactic. Letting her talk, while the phone is on the table. Occasionally, I will pick it up to see if she is still talking. Sometimes I'll reply "oic", then the phone will be on the table again. Dem irritating. Dem mamiboy that fella. Ugh.
So lastly I scolded the mother, and said I dont haf to justify my rejection to her. She agreed I dun haf to. So i said - K Thks Bye.
huhuhu

Malay guy came back, with goodies

Yay, today the malay guy came back from Msia to TnT. huhuhu.
A lot of stuffs kirim from him. Jilakak him didnt change my camera battery charger.
But then again, he brough other stuffs. Muahaha


The Playstation 2
weee...
woah...so small. much smaller than i ever imagine. I very sanpa wan. Small time poor ma. So mah not used to this kind of luxury games lo. huhuhu
Play play play.

But the thing he brought back that I love most is....this


It sorta remind me to the time when I was just a kid. Pre-form 1. My mother brought me to town. It was a big thing for a kid like me back then. I remembered we took a cab there, to sumwhere near Pertama I think. It was really a big thing. We were so poor back then, taking a bus was considered as a luxury. And we took a cab.
She sorta walked wif me for a big distance, to look for a shop with good bargains, to buy me a pen. It was a Parker pen.

I knew it was sorta like a 4A in UPSR cum studi harder incentive for me during the secondary entrance. I was small, but I knew the meaning, and the sacrifice she made. Remember my financial post? That pen, can bring food on the table for many days.
Thank you mum. Although my kiddish curiousity killed the pen in my autopsy.

Now, my lahling got me a Parker. I can feel the same kind of hope, the same kind of closeness, but a different kind of love in it.
I will come back to your side, along with it. Thank you LiFong.

Wait for me

Ninja Turtles

Remember the turtle post? So I went again yesterday to try my luck. Dem tired, but went anyway. We depart around 11pm. We took along one more guy this time. My Malay colleague. Jilakak him want so late for wat. I was looking at around 9-10pm to depart.
Anyway, there we went, reaching around 1am because we went 30 minutes futher from last time. Even more bends and lousy roads. Small n full of pot holes, wooden bridges. Brings back that kampung feel.

I was dead tired. But I managed to stay awake to chat wif the driver - AhMeng and also to give the direction. I've never been there but being a guy, my sense of direction is better than the two females sitting behind.
We reach a place called Grand Rivere Beach Resort or sumthing. Its not really a resort. Its a restricted area for turles to come ashore and lay egss. AHA!!! A sure bet to see turtles perhaps? Rather than just sitting at a random beach hoping one would come?

It was disappointing when I'm told it was closed. They will only allow access/registration from 8pm-1am. Im just in time for a too late. Chamness. Then I lash out my nego skill and wholla. We paid TT$ 390 for the registration fees and a tourguide brought us in.

And OHMYFARKINGGOD!!! There were lots n lots of turtles there doing there business. Easily more than a dozen of them there. Its quite a small beach, so its like a freaking traffic jam there. Bloody hell, why didnt even one went to the place I waited b4?
You need to be very careful when walking along the beach. One is because you can lose your balance because of the uneven dug sand. Another is because you will stumble with one of the turtles if you are not careful. They are somehow camoflauge in the dark.

Huhuhu. So many of them. Some were coming ashore, some where leaving. Some were digging, some were laying and some were just about to cover up the egss. Magnificent creatures I must say.
Good effort by the authorities to make it a restricted area. If its not, the turtles will be dead by now. I was told that beach is the most dense for turtles egg laying beach in the world. No wonder the traffic jam (turtles jam)!!!!
The only sore sight - plenty of turtle eggs unearthed by other turtles in their sand digging process. Many of them accidently stepped over by human and other turtles. Day predators will simply come and goble them up easily. Hopefully they wont dig the nests though. Easy meals.

No picnic or photographs like last time though. Its understandable.
Fuh....so many turtles. The Malay guy said - even in Terengganu, its hard to see even one in a season.
Huhuhu. So many turtles

Haagen Dazs

My car is dirty

Waiting for sea turtles

Wolla
Its the bertelur season. After the hamsup season, its time for the suffer season. Like in Terengganu, the sea turles will come to shore to bertelur at certain time of the year. In Trinidad, its like erm.... March till July kua.
So I mah ajaks my housemate to Toco to wait for the turtles lo.

In Discoveries n such, the turtle watching is very nice geh. Dinasour-like creatures. Elegant and big. huhuhu.
Such maturity and experience in facing the challenges from the mother earth. Jilakat humans. Destroying the nature.

Anyway, here's one of the scene I took.

The road leading to this place - Toco Beach is very scary wan. Very the dark. The car only have two small chinese man and two aunties. Chamness. But as long as the car dont break down, we should be ok. hohoho.

We departed at 10.30pm, reaching around 12 midnight. Wait wait wait......2.15am. No turtles!!!! So alamaks.
Then got a few cars came. They park their cars facing the sea and on their music very the loud. Jilakats. They came for fishing. :(
Thats why we chose to leave. The turtles wont be coming if like that.
Haihs.

The only consolation is the multitude of stars there. So here's another pic.