Pizza fail day

This is one of those days.

My first eggy one stuck to the bottom of the pan because I forgot to oil the pan. Or rather didn't think I needed to.
My second has weird blobs of cheese. As the picture goes.



But all in all..I'm thankful it's that time of the year again where I get a packet of bak kwa to make these instant pizzas again.
It's amazing to have an aunt that reeeaallyyy knows your favorite food and gets them for you.



Just maybe next time I'll stick to bread instead of naan for my pizzas.

My favourite character..

From Aloof by natanna on fictionpress

Chapter 18: I'm not crazy...

His face was decidedly handsome. His shoulder length hair was slicked back neatly and tied with a black ribbon. He was in neatly-pressed black pants, complete with crisp edges and an off-white shirt.
....

How on earth am I going to manage to meet up with him? How on earth am I going to get to know him? Max. He's called Max.
....

"He has such dreamy eyes."

"Oh, you even looked at his eyes."

"And such a good face… so distinguished and artistic and… beautiful hair."

"Okay, hair. If you care to notice, he's a man, and his hair is at least three quarters the length of yours. That is just so not right."

"It is! It's perfect!"


Chapter 20: I need you like water...

Nearly midnight and I can't sleep for thinking of Max!


Chapter 30: Hair? Right hair...


~
And that last chapter title alone give me fits of giggles.

Cooking spree...

Was up early to get to the market.
Been a while since I last made pork ribs soup.


And then it was on to the feat of making wantans!
There was so much meat and so much skin, it seemed so overwhelming halfway thru.
But I finished them all!
Made about 135 of them!
Some went into the freezer while others were deep fried with a pot. This was my first time deep frying with a pot.
Still wish that air fryer prices would go down. It would make things so much easier.


Although it took up all morning and half my afternoon, it was nice to be able to do such things.
Especially when I'm between nail polishes and it doesn't seem like I will be chipping into the soup or the wantans.
It was a foody good day.

When words fail..