Confirmation Cuppies


I only have time for a quick post today.
And cupcakes are always a good place to start. 😉

My Godsis was confirmed last Sunday, and guess who was in charge of dessert?
Me! Me! Me! 

Confirmation cuppies

Cupcakes for my Godsis’ Confirmation last Sunday. 🙂

I spent a week coming up with a design for the spread;
didn’t think that eating up lil’ Bibles and crosses was appropriate.
I’m a prude, I know. 
I had a friend suggest a picture of Jesus on a cake: apparently it’s been done before. Go figure.

Once that was done, I spent weeks scouring various baking shops and the Internet for fondant / cookie cutters in the shape of sheep & doves; but I couldn’t find anything appropriate.
That, or it wouldn’t reach fast enough.

I ended up making all the doves and sheep out of rolled fondant.
I think it turned out beautifully, considering this was my first try shaping 3D decorations out of fondant. 🙂

Love, The NyonyaCelup

Roast away!

Roast away!

Most Malaysians — or at least the ones that I know — have this misconception that Western cooking is difficult.
And it’s not just amateurs who won’t cook anything unless it came out of a box / packet;
I refer also to ladies who whip up mouth watering laksas, scrumptious curries, magnificent rendangs, etc.

They are quite reluctant to try their hand at cooking Western dishes;
and the excuse is usually that it looks too hard.

So they buy their roasts from the local supermarket;
add milk and water into their packet mac & cheese;
and stir minced meat into their bottled sauces.

Which shouldn’t be the case, because Western cooking is actually really simple. And straightforward.
Well, at least, the simple staple dishes are. 😉

The Nyonya for one appreciates the fact that she doesn’t need to pound and grind a-million-and-one spices before she actually starts cooking the dish.

So you may not be the next Gordon Ramsay;
and the spatially challenged — like me —may never present dishes that look like they came out from the French Laundry;
but you’ll never have to Q up to buy half price chicken roast at Tesco ever again!
Maybe that was just me and the Baba.

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Vanilla Panna Cotta with Rasberry Purée and Vanilla Ice Cream

Vanilla Panna Cotta with Rasberry Purée and Vanilla Ice Cream

Every once in awhile, the NyonyaCelup gets a lil’ grandiose and thinks that she possesses the cooking & presentation skills of a fine chef.

It also doesn’t help that she stumbles onto blogs such as Mr. & Mrs. Eat A Duck’s — with their mouth-watering food & picture perfect photography — from time to time.

So it was only natural, when I decided to make about a dozen or so panna cottas earlier this week, that I’d look to them for inspiration
& attempt something that required less culinary skill, but equally stunning (visually).

The result were, predictably, disastrous.

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Macaron lah: (Almost) perfect…

Macaron lah: (Almost) perfect…

So I planted a rosemary hedge over the weekend.
I already have one small bush, which is slowly getting kojak-ed by excessive use — rosemary potatoes are my fave, if you must know — and thought that a hedge might be a good long term investment.

Rosemary hedge

Note we had to fence it up because the Dog insists on burying everything in there.

I also thought that it’s high time I posted the pictures from Day 5 & 6 of Project Macaron lah.

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Sinfully Cheesy Creamy Mashed Potatoes

Sinfully Cheesy Creamy Mashed Potatoes

The NyonyaCelup is aware that she was missing for quite awhile.

What can I say?
My weekends are lazy and it takes awhile for the momentum to build.
But I will put it on record that I have perfected a kick-a$$ roast chicken — all you really need is a lemon and a cup of water — gravy included. 

Vico agreed. And in our house, she’s the true test of yummyness.

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Small Potatoes

Small Potatoes

Meet Iota.

Iota (Nikon 1 J1)

Iota — Pretty in pink. 😉

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Macaron lah : 4th time’s (almost) the charm…

Le macaron with la pied

Today, we have feet!

Assembled macaron

On hindsight, I should have stuff a bit more ganache in between;
but this batch (of ganache) was very runny…

Day 4

Baked 24 macaron shells.
All started rising off the baking paper with lovely feet, at around 5 minutes, at 170 °C; and my heart rose with them.
Unfortunately, after 8 minutes in the oven — at the same temperature — 21 of them started cracking, plunging said heart into a deep ravine.

Also, the shells were a lil’ chewy, even after 24 hours. Definitely a far cry from the expected crumbly texture of a macaron.


Love, The NyonyaCelup

Vanilla Skies

Vanilla Skies

Forgive my absence during the weekend,
as well as this morning-afternoon’s half hearted post.

The weekend was a lazy one for the NyonyaCelup and her Baba;
filled with good music,
hearty Italian food paired with the right wine,
great company,
and sunny blue vanilla skies.

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