Naked Chef

Over last weekend, I tried whipping up the Spanish Paella just like a pro synonymous with Jamie Oliver but it turned out that i am nowhere near perfection. It was a great disaster. Paella is supposed to be yellowish but mine was fireman red. I shrieked when it turned red. Totally ruined. Seemed that i bought the wrong colouring. I felt so ashamed of myself. I tried to impress the husband. But things just didn't turned out right.

Being the good husband that he is, he told me it wasn't that bad afterall since it looked similar to Indian fried rice. He claimed it is still edible. N yes, he ate it...i felt so overwhelmed being the hopeless wife that i am. He even packed some for work the next day. That's how great a moral booster he tries to display in order to spark my desire in learning the art of cooking.

I give up all the time but he encourages me incessantly. He is the reason why i keep trying even when i know for sure i was born not to be a great cook. I reckon practise makes perfect ya? For u dear husband, i will strive harder to master the art. I shall ponder and read on how to grasp and perfect those skills. Someday, insyallah i will magically whip up any dish and serve you hearty meals at your request. In no time at all, those taste buds will be awakened by great tasting foods.(as if!)

Well, well, what shall i cook this weekend? I am in the process of garnering recipes for my own portfolio. I shall flip through the pages and find the most suitable dish for just you and i, darling husband. Nothing beats a great tasting home cooked meal.

Or shall u cook this week instead since ur a master at it? Surprise me...cos i'm kinda through with cooking!