Tuesday 19 April 2011

welcome to the world of the CONFUSED CHIN-DIAN

For those of you from Malaysia (or Singapore even), the term Chin-dian is probably not quite strange. For those whom are non Malaysian (or Singaporean), the term Chin-Dian means of Chinese and Indian parentage, and thats what exactly i am. My dad is an Indian and my mum is a Chinese.

Since i am a Chin-Dian do i get the best of both world? well....not really, and that's why being a Chin-Dian can be confusing. Somehow growing up i have always struggle with identity crisis. I have always been too dark to be a Chinese (not to mentioned that when i was growing up my nose always had 2 color tones!!!) and my slang was too Chinese to be an Indian...sighhh..

About a year ago i started experimenting with cooking. My mum is a fantastic cook and i wonder if i have even an ounce of her talent to make things like butter cakes, super moist cake, durian swiss rolls (hmmmm..i am craving for the last one actually!). Being an amateur cook can be extremely frustrating but thanks to Ms Lala and Papout, nothing was too bad to throw into the bin (except for the atempted Kaya recipe :P ) well along the way of baking there were some frustrating (and funny) moments too such as when i didnt realize my mum's buttercake recipe was too big for my tiny oven :( and the time when i broke my carrot cake into half ...sigh thats where the amateur tittle comes in play.

hmmm...i am inspired 1 day to be able to cook at ease very much like Nigella Lawson but until then i guess the tittle amateur cook fits me well enough.

A bit more about myself, my first love is reading, i have slightly advanced from reading Enid Blyton, Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys to biographies (i still sneak around with enid blyton when noone is watching!)

i love travelling and experiencing foreign cultures and FOOD! the weirder the better (well the food that is)

well thats it from me for the moment ;)