Bread and Cupcakes

Guess what???...In the end me and tiff didn't make it through for culinary(i demand a recount!!!)...how ironic is it?? the one that i was so nervous and sure of getting out of(solo instrument) i got in and the one that i had hope in didn't... i have bad prediction skills..

and if you're wondering how radioactive cupcakes went...let's just say...the cupcake exploded right in our face... it was more horrible than we expected...wings falling off...cupid's back facing the judges...a most likely disappointed mr. mark...and one heck of a disappointed class... tiff didn't even get to say her line and they asked us to stop

well enough of the sorrow... on tuesday night we were visited by a most strange visitor... a friend of my dad who just came back from kampar brought for us a very strange piece of food... and since my dad is in germany rite now and he's the one who knows exotic food me, my mom, sis and maid were left to stare at the strange item...since my dad's friend left before he could explain to us how to eat it..we were left to find out on our own...

ok...don't blame me if you might recognize this thing but it's kampar chicken curry bread...well ok...so mom knew what it was...but we didn't know how to eat it and we were so fascinated...so when you're fascinated by food...you either eat it...or cut into it...and we were too hungry to eat it so....

guess what started flowing out...curry....mmmm...

that's the chicken... in the end we regreted opening it that way cause we realised we were supposed to tear the bread around it then...open the curry inside cause it was wrapped in paper...but since it was 10.30 and way too late to eat a piece of bread that big...we stored the curry in a bowl and the bread in another plate... the strange item became our dinner for thursday