Had the Best. Dinner. Ever.
Of the ones that I've cooked lah and we all know I don't cook so great. But I'm happy with myself.
Ode to cornflour:
Cornflour, oh, cornflour
How doth thou thicken thine soup so well?
Thou doth transform watery broth to delectable stew
Thy humble taster doth bow in awe
Anyway, the eating ended with a yummy vanilla yogurt dessert in front of CSI which, much to the housies' dismay, ended the season with a cliffhanger and a reminder to wait a year to see what happens next.
And then CSI Miami started and now they're all doing their PP3 protocols and I'm here chilling, writing odes to flour.
And I can't help but feel I'm trying to do a Van post. Evil singer of catchy tunes which everyone can't help but sing along with.
K lah. PP3 a-beckons... but not as tempting as the Blue Body! ;P
1 comment:
are you saying i write nothing but meaningless posts?
then with reference to cherie's post, seems like it's not only the songs that are catchy.
and we were thinking you were holed up reading pp3. or werent you? so sneaky.
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