my tropical paradise

When Mary asked, in the latest SHF event, what our ideal tropical paradise would be like, I knew mine would definitely be with specks of white sand between my toes, with the shadows of 45-degree coconut trees painted before me, swaying in the gentle breeze. And since I can’t lose myself in the blue skies of Palawan beach, complete with the stray peacocks in their myriad of colours walking my path, I opt for the easier form of escapism.

A slice of this pie is sure to send you packing for your tropical fantasy, even while it’s still in the oven. The smell of the coconut pie shell promises something decadent and refreshing. The crust is rich with dessicated coconut, and the mashed peaches provide the right sweet balance you need for the extra crunchy bits of coconut. This is one of those comfort foods I can never turn down, even after a heavy meal.

my escapism

With the temporary job beginning a couple of days ago, I had what seemed like the last carefree baking session ever since the post-graduation vacation period sailed in. Gone are the days of waking up late and baking once every two days on average. On hindsight, it would probably bode well for the ever-expanding waistline, but it still feels sad that the only day(s) I would be able to whip something up would be during the weekends.

On a positive note, what shall I bake this weekend?

help!

There are several things in life that I can’t live without. Okay, I exaggerate. There are several things in life that I can’t perfectly live the days without. I remember the time when I arrived late for a lecture, and realised that I had left the handphone at home, still asleep in the comforts of my cozy bed. The hours that ensued proved to be the most trying of times, with me constantly asking next-table neighbours for the time (my handphone doubled up as a watch) and praying the hardest that there would not be last-minute changes to meeting plans after school. It didn’t help that I couldn’t even give a call to my friend, since I never purchased one of those public phonecards, and even if I wanted to, technological convenience has it such that memorising of the phone number had been handed over to the handphone’s ultra-trusty SIM card, and not the labyrinths of my own memory.

And then there were the times when the former laptop (may he rest in peace) would be recuperating in hospital, and let’s just say that life without the sweet rat-a-tat sounds of the keyboard and the ease of web connection does not go down well with me at all.

Chocolate is yet another one of my necessities in life, particularly when it comes to baking. Even though I do venture with non-chocolate bakes now and then, I guess it is always comforting to know that there is a packet of dark couverture chocolate blocks stashed away in the cupboard, awaiting for a lil pinch here and there whenever I need it. In one way or another, it gives me the motivation to bake. 

So, what’s a girl to do without her comfort baking essential (and of all times, it just had to be the 2nd anniversary!)?