Despite the cooking lessons and more, I've not 'developed' beyond the burnt toast, jam and the coffee phase -- yes, I am 'challenged', with cooking. Hence, the primary survivor instinct in this city -- make friends with folks (read, mostly women) who are brilliant cooks. Despite the drama & diva DNA, they whip up the most amazing stuff effortlessly. This weekend a couple of girls baked a birthday cake for a close common friend. It was sort of girly looking thing, however pretty well made. Someone had a slice of the 'bitch' (the cake). It was delicious, so good - almost evil. Here's the before picture.
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Ahlan El, welcome to my blog. Glad you like it. On seeing the cake, everybody laughed out loud. The cake was delicious, and was shared with a few very close friends. Good times.
If I were still in the Sandpit, I would've had one done saying "Happy Birthday Skank!" for Kaya & she would've cracked up! :-)
Nice to see you back again rosh :-)
LOL! Miss your gals much Jayne? :) Thanks Jayne, nice to see you too.
I miss kaya terribly & have to make do with chatting on skype of msn once in a while. Lulu lives about 350km me but I literally haven't had chance to see her *sigh*
Kaya is off to that big country to the north of you, y'know, the one that has a whole heap of white stuff (snow) every year. She'll be starting a new life bless her :-)
I do miss the gals rosh & I also miss the Sandpit, but I wouldn't rush back. It spoilt me in many ways & I sometimes sound like a 'When We'.................
*sigh*
Only 101 weeks to go before I leave!
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