it's daunting how in a mere 3 months there will be major changes in every aspect of my life.
I'm leaving my job.
I'm leaving my money.
I'm leaving my security.
I'm leaving my life, as I know it.

Goodbye urban outfitters.
Goodbye nolita crepes.
Goodbye pinkberry.
Goodbye american apparel.
Goodbye h&m.
Goodbye selfridges.
Goodbye river seine.
Goodbye cheap wood oven pizzas.
Goodbye primark.
Goodbye red lobster.
Goodbye bubba gump.
Goodbye dotti.
Goodbye outlet malls.
Goodbye kate spade.
Goodbye steve madden.
Goodbye henri bendels.
Goodbye city wine shop.
Goodbye quaint scones shop.
Goodbye maldives.
Goodbye all saints.
Goodbye soho.
Goodbye camden.
Goodbye kiehls shampoo and conditioner.
Goodbye broadway.
Goodbye £17 theatre tickets.
Goodbye hot topic.
Goodbye shoreditch bars.
Goodbye philosophy.
Goodbye supre.
Goodbye cheesecake factory.
Goodbye all.

Hello freedom.
Hello daunting freedom.

here's a small update,

the salty caramel aka caramel fleur de sel is absolutely delicious! Lip-smacking!

After sitting in the fridge for a couple of hours it's taken on the caramel consistency that we all know and love.
so good..
Dipped my french loaf into it a moment ago, a pre-bed-stuff-face-with-food routine.


:)

caramel fleur de sel

results: FAIL
aftermath(after-mess): EPIC
time: WASTED

macaron-making is a breeze next to this epic fail. and let's not start with the sheer cost of fleur de sel(10 bucks for 5 ounces), thankfully lazy bones didn't feel up to the journey to seah st so i used ordinary sea salt instead.

i managed to kill my mom's spatula, it melted while i was stirring the sugar into an even caramel. had to start over cuz bits of spatula was swimming around my caramel, and last i checked plastic isn't ingest able.

and why didn't nobody mention that using an immersion blender is like a sprinkler on a lawn??! my caramel splattered over every inch of surface in my kitchen. even my face wasn't spared.
gave up after the 3rd mopping, the floor remains resolutely sticky.

it was nothing short of a disaster.





Lesson am i taking from today's destruction:

New found respect for caramel makers.

f.

i didn't visit you on your anniversary this year,
i probably won't.
that doesn't change the fact that
i miss you every single day.
and maybe with each passing day,
it hurts a little less,
with time i'm slowly coming to terms with the fact that
you're never coming back.
some nights i'm jolted awake with fear,
panic and fear,
fear that you may be lost forever,
if that day comes
when i forget to remember you.

armin's playing tonight at zouk while i'm at home baking.
pistachio this time, it's mom's favourite flavour. got quite alot of pistachio buttercream leftover so the plan for tmr(courtesy of my sister Yusra) is to slather it over plain muffins.
Success at last!!
it was a big mess the first time i tried making buttercream. from an undomestic goddess who screwed up instant mango pudding(from muji) to a spatula wielding macarooner WHEE!!
so far i've conquered lemon, rose and chocolate macarons. latest one to add to that list is pistachio.
friends are welcomed to join me in my quest to take over the world one macaron flavour at a time. my only requirement is that you have to be willing to help with the washing up after.
(That means you, Nas)
been spending a bulk of my time at home with bunny.
i let him run around in my room. poor Toastie is so big now but i can't find a cage bigger than the one i currently have so i let him out for as long as possible. He's grown so much in a span of 3 months, i do hope he stops growing soon.
He's adorable though! spend many good hours watching him binky around the room.
anyone know a good groomer that does housecalls cuz Toastie got majorly stressed out last time i brought him to the groomers? even pooped weird after. yikes!