Oct 31, 2012

Pineapple Cornflake Cookies (with Baking Details)

I'm such a scatterbrain when it comes to the kitchen. Imagine this scene:

Oh gosh! What's next? Where's my note? Quick! The egg's gonna... Oh dear, it's overcooked already... Ouch!*burns hands*...Or should it look like this? Quickly... Ahh!

Totally unglamorous.

This is what happened that day when I was making pineapple cookies - which ended up charred on the outside and brittle on the inside. I'm, therefore, vehemently compelled by my own dogged will, to post this recipe completed with pictures, and with a much more detailed instruction. 

I have to make at least one decent cookie... *hands on hips with angry brows and nose*

In retrospection, I wonder how my grandma could whip up all those countless dishes through sheer memory. During the Chinese New Year, more than 20 years ago, I remember...

When the extended family came to visit us at our kampong hut, grandma would prepare dish after dish of glorious food which practically filled the dining table to the brim. And with all that 'mountains' (as I see them) of food presented, I'm sure there wasn't a single note or recipe that grandma hid in the kitchen. I supposed, she cooked everything by means of 'agak'ration, or estimation by experience.

Amazing lady, I say. *salutes!

Hmm, guess I simply lacked the faculty to be a bona fide cook like my grandma and is destined to be a 'textbook' cook. Well, I'm pretty fine with this and will continue to fumble myself silly over the stove. At the very least, I know I'm giving my heart and soul, and that my food is usually edible. ;)

Anyway.

I've previously made sultana cornflake cookies but for variation, I'd tried this same recipe with pineapple paste instead and it was a hit for my hubby! He loves this pineapple version more because of its sweet and tangy zing. Likened to pineapple tarts, which is one of the main festive snacks of Chinese New Year, I find this variation less sugary and more healthy.

And look at them in that auspicious golden hue, somewhat resembling the ancient chinese gold ingots - an archetypal symbol of wealth. I'm so definitely gonna make these for every Chinese New Year!

To my dear grandma, who may be looking down on me from heaven, how I wish that you could sample my cookies and perhaps suggest some amendments via 'agak'ration.

And to you still reading this, thanks for sticking around :) and may you enjoy making and sharing these (what I call) Bonding Cookies with your loved ones. Till the next post, take good care!

PS: These cookies were much more presentable compared to the earlier hideous versions - although they tasted the same. Do try your hands here in the æsthetics department. Good luck :)

Pineapple (left) and sultana (right) cornflake cookies.
Don't they look Chinese New Year ready??


Recipe
Makes about 50 cookies, each cookie 30kcal

40g Salted Butter, softened/room temperature
40g Fine Sugar
1 Egg (53g, w/o shell)
100g Self-Raising Flour (SRF)
3Tbsp Cornflour (mixed into SRF)
1.5 cup/50g of Cornflakes, coarsely crushed
1 cup/100g of Pineapple paste/filling (or other fruit paste/small dried fruit that you like)

1. Whisk soft butter and sugar till batter turns white.

2. Mix in egg. And then fold in cornflour and SRF to acquire a sticky batter.

3. Next, mix in pineapple paste which is pre-moulded into little portions.

4. Using a teaspoon, scoop some batter with 1 to 3 portions of pineapple paste and drop them onto a plate of crushed cornflakes. Roll them and mould them into little balls. Then, line them on baking pan and flatten them a bit with a fork.


5. Using low to medium fire, heat them on a stove for about 8 minutes on each side. If using oven, try baking for 15 mins at 170 degree C. Enjoy the fruits of your labour!

Harvested raw cookies waiting in the 'oven' line



Finally found rosehip tea (hibiscus not intended).
Tastes like warm red wine.
Flowery and aromatic. Mmm! Goes well with the cookies :)


Oct 7, 2012

Milestones of My Baby Boy (0 - 2 Years Old)

Greatest gift from heaven - our little blue rose

It's incredible how time just flew by me, and my baby boy is turning 2 tomorrow! (on 8th Oct 2012). There's a saying: "Days pass slowly, whilst years pass quickly" how ironically true!

No actual celebrations though, given the sombre atmosphere in our family. Jovie's grandpa was admitted to the hospital and is still recuperating, and my husband will be bringing him to the doctor's for a medical review in the morning of Jovie's birthday.

A cosy dinner and a little cake should suffice for this year - just the three of us.

Now that Jovie is finally 2 (both of us survived!?), it's time to blog out the notes that I'd been penning regarding his milestones - together with anything I can remember straight off my head.

This list got really humongous, so be sure to have a sizeable chunk of time before you dip in.

Without more ado, here we go!


1 to 2 months old
 
8 days old. Hello world, here I come!
 
No milestones exactly notable for the first month. He just laid there, like a helpless cub, looking around, cried, ate, pooed, hiccuped, puked, cried, and ate, and pooed again. So, the parents cleaned, fed, burped, cooed, and cleaned and...

Otherwise, what did the parents do? They smelled and smelled, and smelled him - like every 5 minutes. Ooh... that addictive dose of chummy fragrance *drools... that irresistible milky-sweet blend that gets me all puffed up! (Perhaps the force of Mother Nature for instinctual bonding?) To all new parents, smell the roses baby all you can before it diminishes at around age 2. You won't find it anywhere else and you'll miss it ALOT. :)

He had jaundice when he was 5 days old and suffered for 3 days straight in the phototherapy box we'd rented from the hospital. We had the option of putting him in the hospital for this light treatment but we declined as he wouldn't be attended to as exclusively by the nurses - there were so many other babies to look after. Moreover, we were only able to see him from afar.

We were so worried when the doctor mentioned that if his bilirubin (a colour pigment) level continues to rise, he'll need a blood transfusion.

Things turned for the better (baby's skin is not that yellowish anymore) after the grueling 3 days of round-the-clock watch (on baby Jovie who is suffering in the blue-light box) which hubby and me took turns to rest.

"Come on, Jovie! We can survive this. Come on! Papa and mummy is here with you!"

The first few months of having a newborn, especially that 3-day phototherapy watch, was the most physically and mentally exhausting period of our lives! But yet, it's very fulfilling and rewarding to see your tiny clone making funny faces and kicking about.

We practically didn't sleep. I couldn't bear to shut my eyes. And if I'd dozed off and wakes up, I'll jump and check whether he's still there.

What if he suffocates when he's on his stomach while sunning his back? If 2 hours has past, we need to turn him around to sun his front body and wears his eye mask, making sure his eyes stays covered from the rays. Is he hungry already? Is it time to feed? Should I stop breastfeeding - just in case that's the reason for his jaundice? Did he poo?

IS MY BABY STILL BREATHING?

It hurts to see him enduring the treatment and I was tearing everyday. I even thought: "Sorry Jovie, it's mummy's fault to bring you to this world to suffer like this."

Thank god the demon went away after the subsequent month of sunbathing in the mornings and evenings.

He got his first teeth on his first Christmas night (Dec 25, 2010) - 2 bottom front teeth at 2 months old (that's way too early!). Papa discovered it and we thought it was tiny tissue bits on his bare gums. All I want for X'mas is my 2 front teeth, my 2 front teeth, yes my 2 front teeth...

It wows people when they hear that Jovie got his first tooth at just 2 months (some babies, by the way, is even born with a tooth). But for me, this seemingly good news turned out to be a misfortune. At just 2.52kg (5lb 9oz) at birth he was already underweight. The early onset of his teething made it worse as he gradually becomes irritable, cranky, does not eat well, and has difficulty falling asleep and staying asleep.

At this point where most mothers, I believe, would be focused on their baby's weight gain, I'm faced with a tiny baby who is not eating and not gaining weight - it was agonizing. Even the doctors whom we see for the periodic check up were getting concerned by his almost zero weight gain. Much to our relief, the overall situation subsequently improved. He slowly morphed into a chubby little tyke which is oh so adorable!

2 months old. Left: Everybody was kung-fu fighting, HA! Right: Rock-a-bye baby in the hammock...
 
*My depressing period: I feel like collapsing and giving up - it's been months since I last really slept. When I finally try to sleep when he sleeps (I'm a very light sleeper too), the faintest noise, wherever the source, would wake him up. And the dreadful cycle of feeding, soothing, washing, and changing repeats again.

Feeling like a lethargic eighty-year-old woman, especially just after giving birth, and coupled with the extreme fatigue from the lack of sleep, I would just doze off for a minute or two while doing something - like while I'm feeding him. I have never been so physically tired in my entire life. Now, I get a phobia whenever I think of having another child.



3 to 8 months old
 
4 months old. Tummy time: Mommy, look at me!
 
He wasn't mobile only until 3 months old when he kind of flipped to his side, by crunching his tummy.

When he is more stable, I'll intentionally place him nicely on the floor, on his tummy and frail arms (time to build some muscles little boy!) so that he could lift his head off the floor (45 degrees at first) independently to look around.

Smiles and giggles at 3 months without being tickled.

We call him 'sweat-head' for obvious reasons. He literally wets his bed, forming a big wet sweat ring with his head while sleeping. Came to know, baby not developed enough to regulate their own body temperature.

His right eye seems to be misaligned - looking towards the centre. Asked the doctor a few times and was told he'll eventually grow out of it - which he did.

At 5 months, stands up (bears weight on leg) with aid.

By the 6 months he started rolling (from his back to stomach and vice versa). Started to sit up supported and started to hold his head up, though, in a drunkard manner (head lag).

Kicks and waves frantically and eyeballs at us or other stimulus like sound and light.

Bites mommy's various body parts (hands, back, shoulder), scratches/slaps face, kicks, pokes eye, pulls hair. Now, imagine how I looked during this period!

By 7 months, he's able to pull himself to sit up and sits on his own (unsupported), starts to crawl (clumsily) and able to move around the house in a walker.
 
7 months old. I'm trying my best to crawl.
 
At 8 months, he could hold on to the sofa and pull himself to stand up! I saw him pulled to a stand for the first time, right before my eyes and I gasped in disbelief: O MY GOD! Talk about reactions to baby's firsts! Something to annouce to my husband again! Can't wait to see his deliberately inhibited expression tonight :) (he said it's MANLY to hide ones' expressions. *me rolls eyeballs).

Soon after, he was dragging the dining and study chairs across the rooms.

Dances to music, both feet on the floor, bobbing style.

Puts, literally, EVERYTHING into his mouth.
 
8 months old. Mmm, yummy...
 
* Dear Jovie, mummy's really looking forward to the day that I can hold your hand and take you for a walk.


 
9 months old
Starts babbling - finally. He is rather slow in the speech department as compared to his gross motor development.

Cuts 3rd and 4th teeth (right and left upper front teeth) Now, with 4 front teeth resembling tiny white mints, he looks totally cute when he flashes his toothy grin!

Started walking a few steps with aid, cruising around the house by holding on to furniture and push toys.

Had this strange bodily twitch everytime he turns his head to the left. It really scares mummy! Does he had a nerve problem? Thankfully, he eventually grew out of this too :)

Shortly after that, he began opening drawers, emptying the contents inside, pulling the curtains and everything else he could get hold of.

Gosh, this is the beginning of his exploration/experimentation madness (and my child-proofing madness!).

10 months old. I believe in miracles, where you from, you sexy thing...



13 to 14 months old
Jovie begins to walk on his own - uncoordinated and awkwardly, with his hands swinging for balance.

Saw it with my own eyes, the first time he really walked (5 steps), with his legs wide apart. Haa.. What a sight! I would describe that as stumbling! And, of course, mummy sheds the tears of joy :) In fact, it started as 1-2 steps before falling, then 5, then 10...and so on.
 
13 months old. First steps
 

Alternates between crawling and walking.

Climbs out of the walker, dangerously! Time to chuck the walker - or climb-proof it if possible.

Now has 8 teeth, the top and bottom 4 front teeth.

Waves goodbye, coupled with a flying kiss.

Clap hands.
 
 
 

15 - 16 months old
Cuts 9th and 10th teeth, his upper first molars, one gap away from the front teeth on Christmas Day (2011) once again!

Walks well, turn around in circles, walk backwards, runs quite steadily.

Here comes the temper tantrums (and my screamings!) - as his ego kicks in. p-a-t-i-e-n-c-e

Repeating words and actions after you - imitation. Ok, mummy, now start to watch your actions and speech!

Starts walking outdoors, went to the playground, eats adult food (partly mashed), eats grapes, papaya, banana, blueberry, apple and nuts.

At 16 months old, threw things out of the window! Angry papa picked up toys 15 floors below, on the grass patch.
 

16 months old. And soon, he was buzzing around the house, running amok. He was bouncing everywhere and getting hurt everyday (bumps, cuts and all). It's like he went crazy! Difficult to capture him on camera :0
 
 

17 months old
Knows who is and calls 'Papa'. I'm sure that sentimental father did teared a bit.

Says eat and outing (called mum mum and gai gai respectively in the Singaporean Chinese baby language).

Starts playing imaginatively e.g. pretending to eat, feed me, and drink.

Says 'bird' and points to it. It sounds like 'birrr'

Not potty-trained yet - treats potty as cap/hat and a bath toy!

Climbs all over the house - at times reaching the ceiling on the window grills!
 

 

Opens fridge and toilet seat. childproof, childproof, childproof! Ahhhh! It's driving me insane!

He's pretty stubborn and persistent. Very naughty but chicky, cute, and adorable at the same time - which left me rather helpless. Should I laugh or should I lecture?

Surprises me with his silly acts every other day.

Follow and act upon these instructions:
Dry your feet (with the floor mat)
Keep your toys
Wear/take off your bib, shoe, clothes, pants - all with my help.
Sleep
Laugh
Take a bow
Angry (says 'grrrh' when he sees Angry Bird in any form - on a t-shirt, a stuff toy, in a picture, on the TV)
Bao bao - which means 'full' (from eating). Pats his stomach upon hearing it.
 

17 months old. #Outdoors. #On foot #with head bump 
 

 
18 - 19 months old
Pulls me to fridge/kitchen counter/the main house door and asks for pacifier/food/water/outings.

Mimics what I do: Wipe the floor, sneeze, cough, cry, laugh, dance (at times swaying with a soiled diaper - hilarious!)

Immense interest in playing with other kids, people, animals, and things (chases/ touches/ smiles/ points/ waves at people, birds, cats, dogs, and flyover airplanes).

Throws tantrums excessively at times. p-a-t-i-e-n-c-e

Cries for no apparent reason - then laughs. Argh!

Do ridiculous things like: putting the whole can of fish food into the little pond and the fishes died the next day due to over-eating and suffocation caused by water pollution; throws everything into the basin; makes a complete mess of the house; and do dangerous stunts to scare the mommy every other day.

 


 
Loves to swim.

Starts scribbling.

Knows and points to body parts (head, eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, which came much later).

19-month-old: Diapers war! Vehemently refuses to wear diapers for a few days. Tries to potty-train him but failed. :(

Knows how to turn door knobs and opens door - should buy anti-slam door stoppers already.





20 months old
Attends playgroup! 2 hours, Mondays to Fridays. Stubbornly wants to carry his school bag. 1st teacher of his life: Mrs Wendy.
 

 
Blows trumpet and bubbles.

Knows what is "check poo poo" - walks up to me and lets me check.

By now, the house is 90% childproof-ed. Phew! I guess achieving 100% is quite impossible - there'll always be accidents lurking. Can't help it with such an EXTREMELY curious and active boy.




21 months old
That poor little boy is down with middle ear infection (Otitis Media) which lasted a month. Had fever for 2 weeks (highest up to 38.5 degrees Celsius) plus runny nose and cough. Three doctor visits in 2 weeks.

This is when I weaned him off his pacifier, cold turkey (Yippie!) - I think being too sickly and weak, he forgot all about it. Warned hubby not to mention the word du du (pacifier) in his presence. By the way, that's a great opportunity in a crisis. And, I'm actually, to quote My Little Black Book:

Find(ing) the goodness in every bad situation.

Clearly points to things or places he wants to go with some babbling.

Points to the body part which is in pain after a fall/bump.

*Important note: If your child has fever, is unusually fussy, cannot sleep well, pulls/taps his ear or head, and has runny nose, please request your doctor to check his inner ear for infection. Prolonged infection of the ear may lead to partial/total deafness!
 





22 months old
Wears socks by himself

The first time he calls me "mama" (finally!) clearly and specifically - while fetching him from school. *tears welled in my eyes. I practically wanted to shout: O MY GOD! But, with the presence of other parent, I contained myself and did the celebratory dance with him instead along the way home.

*They say a woman is a mother the day she is pregnant or the day she has given birth. But for me, I feel like I've fully become a mother the day my child calls me mummy.

Plays ipad. Although half the time he was just moving about from app to app, he could play it for hours. Children are indeed different nowadays. And great - I can get some chores done in peace.
 
Ah boy ah, why you look so sad? Got ipad still not happy?
Last time ah, mommy only have stick, stones and sand you know!


Correctly points to pictures of fish, bird, apple, shoes, baby, tiger when I ask. (90% of the time)

Throws small ball overhead and kicks ball.

* Dearest Jovie, mummy hope that we can chat about everything under the sun soon...
 

 
23 - 24 months old
By his second birthday, He has a total of 16 teeth. I didn't keep track of exactly when the 11th to 16th teeth sprouted as they were not as eventful compared to the previous ones. He should be getting his full set of teeth (total 20 teeth) by age three.

Able to find and scratches itchy spots. Hmm, sometimes I wonder whether they do itch for their first year of life.

Says 'baby' and 'ball ball' when he sees them in real life or in pictures.

Wears shoes on his own

Completes animal puzzles (on ipad) - after playing them continuously.

Can clearly differentiate between apple, blueberry, and banana.

Can jump with both feet off the floor - hopping about.

Says 'No' while shaking head. Sounds like 'naaww'.

Still babbling, but now it sounds like he is really having a blah-blah conversation with us. Hope that he can start talking soon.

Finally, my little buddy starts sleeping throughout the night. Now mummy can catch up on the lost sleep for the past 2 years!

Phew! The storm's over, and the rainbow shines at us.


*Dear mummy, please bring me to the doctor's for an overall development checkup when I turn three. Hopefully, we'll be talking our tongues off by then!

Happy 2nd Birthday my little rascal. *smells & kisses :)



Jul 6, 2012

Cornflake Cookies

My husband works all day and doesn't see our son for up to 3 days in a row. By the time he comes home he'll be greeted with a snoring baby, and even wife. That vicious rat race! *Sigh...

This brings about an important endeavour: To create as much quality bonding time for them as possible. By quality, I mean no disturbance. No TV, no gadgets, just the 2 of them interacting and maybe a few plastic balls. It's difficult but 15-20 mins is more than I can ask for. (I myself can take a break too! Wo-ho!)

One night, I sneaked in for a peek while they're up to something in the kitchen and, gosh, that was the sweetest thing I ever saw. My husband and son were having a little night snack with the cornflake cookies I've made, just before they were turning in.


They fed each other,
Smiled or laughed about something,
Toasted their cookies before popping into their own mouths, and
Made a mess (for me to clear) before toddling off to their beds.


Nevermind the mess! These mere minutes of bonding creates the sweetest memories that'll last them a lifetime, don't you think so?

So there we have it, the cornflake cookies which I shall call the Bonding Cookies.

Hmm... this has struck the compiling chord in me for the list: Activities for Father-and-Son Bonding. Should be up soon ;)


Cornflake cookies with sultana

Recipe
Makes about 50 cookies, each cookie 30kcal

40g Salted Butter, softened/room temperature
40g Fine Sugar
1 Egg (53g, w/o shell)
100g Self-Raising Flour (SRF)
3Tbsp Cornflour (mixed into SRF)
1.5 cup/50g of Cornflakes, coarsely crushed
1 cup/100g of Sultana (or other small dried fruits you like, e.g., black raisin, cranberries, blueberries)

1. Whisk soft butter and sugar till batter turns white.

2. Mix in egg. And then fold in cornflour and SRF. Next, mix in sultana.

3. Using a teaspoon, scoop some batter with 3 to 4 sultanas and drop them onto a plate of crushed cornflakes. Roll them and mould them into little balls. Then, line them on baking pan and flatten them a bit with a fork.

4. Using low to medium fire, heat them on a stove for about 8 minutes on each side. If using oven, try baking for 15 mins at 170 degree C.
 
Pre-bake scene

Jun 27, 2012

THE DARK MIDNIGHT: A Robbery

That night could be as beautiful as Vincent Van Gogh's Starry Night.

How could I forget this scary scary dark night? This happened about 12 years ago but it seems like it's just yesterday...

It was about 2am when I alighted from the cab, just a block away from my home. As the cab drove off, I was left alone walking steadily towards my home. I'm still slightly tipsy from a party and drinking session with my friends an hour ago, in one of the pubs at Boat Quay.

Feeling worn-out, all I wanted to do was to have a quick bath and dive into my bed and fall asleep.

As I turned around a dark corner, a man suddenly jumped out of nowhere and stopped me in my tracks.

He was lanky and fit, approximately in his early 20s (I was 18 years old then), wearing a black cap, white t-shirt, dark blue jeans, a pair of track shoes and carrying a black backpack. I remembered that there was a handphone in one of the netted side pockets of his bag.

"I don't even own a handphone. What do you want from me?" I thought, as I only had a pager at that time.

In the dim lightings, I could clearly see him sweating and panting as I held my breath in shock, waiting to see what he wanted to do...

"Can I kiss you?!" he suddenly blurted out, breaking the dreadful silence.

"No!" I firmly replied.

Then, he started walking towards me, as if closing in for the kill. I was scared stiff as I didn't know what he'd do next. At this point, I was thinking: "Should I run now? What if he kills me if I run?"

Before I could decide, his hands reached for my neck and he gave an abrupt pull before stepping back again. He was right then holding on to my silver and gold necklaces, gifts from my godmother who doted on me. Then, it hit me: "Oh s**t, this man is robbing me."

"Give me back my necklace!" I found myself stupidly demanded, instead of letting him go to end the episode.

"Yes if you'd let me kiss you!" he proposed.

"I said no!" I replied angrily this time as these necklaces are significant to me and I wanted them back badly.

Next, as if he didn't hear me, he started advancing towards me again. I took a few steps backwards until I found my back against a large wall. He is, at this point, right in front me. I could clearly see his face. And I remembered he had a mole on his left cheek.

Then, he tried to kiss me on my mouth and neck, I repelled, darting his attacks with my arm. He then forcefully tried to pull down my skirt.

I gave a loud scream.

The young man stepped back immediately and said: "I'll be back for you." He then scurried off into the dark shadows of the night. I tried to take off after him to get back my necklaces but I was too shocked and too weak.

I walked home battered - with messed up hair and (I later realised) a torn skirt - unable to believe what had just happened to me. I walked into my brother's bedroom, woke him up and told him what had happened, just before I collapsed and cried.

"WHAT? Huh? Where's that person! I'm gonna get him!" My brother uttered angrily in his sleepy state. And he ran out of the front door to try and nab my attacker.

After crying out for a few minutes, I got hold of myself and thought, "I should call the police". But I called my friend Mic first instead and told her about my ordeal.

"Robbed? Ya right! Very funny. Ok lah we'll meet and talk tomorrow, I'm turning in le", she said before I could fill her in on the details of the near-rape part. Her reaction was comprehensible - "Hello Mic, I had just been robbed and almost raped" really sounds like a joke.
Then I proceeded to dial 999...


To all women out there, please take good care of yourself!
Do not try to walk home alone in the middle of the night or at a deserted area, even if it's a short walk.

Get your father, brother, or a friend to fetch you from the bus stop or from your cab and walk you home. You'll never know whether such things will happen to you.

Do not live to regret it. I am thankful that I escaped from this robbery (almost rape!) unscathed and will be extra vigilant in the future.

Note: In the year 2000, a 27-year-old jogger was raped and assulted in a local park. And she died 8 days later due to her wounds. Till today, the attacker is still at large.

Jun 9, 2012

Baking Notes

How to separate egg whites with a spoon and 2 bowls
Take cold eggs out of fridge (cold eggs are easier to separate). Break and 'slide' them carefully into a clean dry wide plate. Using a clean dry spoon, carefully scoop the yolk, one by one, letting the whites slide off the yolks first before placing them in another plate/cup. If whites sticks to the yolks, 'cut' the whites using the spoon you are using at the sides of plate. It's okay to have some whites with the yolks. Had an 'accident' that day - bursted yolks - then meticulously removed as much yolks as possible and the cake still turned out fine. 


                       


How to beat egg whites till stiff peak with an electric hand mixer and stainless steel bowl
Add 1/2 tsp lemon juice to 2 egg whites and beat at high speed for about 1 minute till foamy. Next, without stopping the whipping, gradually add sugar (50g), tablespoon by tablespoon (I poured sugar from a cup by approximation, at the sides of bowl). Finally, increase to higher speed and continue to beat for another 2-3 minutes till stiff peaks form. If stiff peaks does not form, beat at an even higher speed for another 2 minutes. All takes about 5 minutes. Be sure that the whites are foamy and stiff, not creamy. 


My first kiss stiff peak egg whites



How to fold in egg whites with a rubber spatula and a deep wide mixing bowl 
Fold egg whites outside-in and bottom-up in imaginary circles cutting through the centre occasionally and scraping the sides of bowl to ensure all mixture are well incorporated. All these while turning the bowl at the same time. Stop when mixture is of consistent colour and texture usually after about 30 folds. As a side note, I actually think that using a whisk to fold in the egg whites work well for me. The resulting batter is more consistent. I use the same folding method as using a spatula but with an extra twist of the whisk each time I fold. Do try it and see which one works for you.


                         


How to make instant buttermilk with just milk and lemon
MILK + LEMON = BUTTERMILK. When you add milk and lemon juice and let it sit for a few minutes, a curd-like substance will form. Some say it's yogurt, others say it's buttermilk or cheese. For convenience sake, if a recipe calls for milk and lemon juice, I like to put them together so that I can 'dump' them in the mixing bowl later without measuring them (it's my suffer first, enjoy later mentality again).

I didn't know that they will form curds in the first place! It's like MAGIC. Bringgg! Hee... Ahem. Sorry. In my opinion, I think that it makes my cakes creamier and fluffier.


                       

Products used for baking, in case you are interested in what brands or types of ingredients I use
SCS salted butter
Anlene adult milk powder
Philadelphia cream cheese
Local eggs (Chew's)
Fine sugar (Happy Family)
Prima self-raising flour
Ready-squeezed lemon juice (Top Gourmet)

My choice is simply based on convenience - they're easily available in the nearby stores where I live.


                   



Using rice cooker to bake cheesecakes (Philips) 


My very first electric hand mixer

Jun 3, 2012

Light Japanese Cheesecake Fluffs

That day, I finally caved in to my temptations to buy a hand mixer so as to make a decent fluffy cheesecake, Japanese style. My husband who usually accedes to all my buying requests reacted the following way:

Husband: Huh? Mixer? Which one?
[I pointed to the one I want and he signaled to the salesman for help]

Husband: You sure you want his one? How about this? Or this?
[he randomly points to others, obviously not knowing what is exactly a mixer]

[I nodded my head, and shook head at the other 'mixers'; not a word still]

Husband: Okay ah. Anything else? [Me shakes head]

Salesman: This way to the cashier please.


That was it. Moments like this makes me feel like a daddy's little girl or princess wanting to buy Barbie dolls. No, that mixer wasn't expensive. In fact, it was the cheapest mixer. But, the way he buys me things simply makes me feel special and loved. Oh, he really do fill up the 'daddy gap' in my heart.

But then again, I remembered that day he was acting like a 3 year old boy whining at his mom for a new toy. Although he didn't have to, when he buys the more expensive things, he'll turn guilty and ask me for permission which is, of course, always granted.

Ah, I strayed... now back to the hand mixer.

It felt like a miracle. For the first time in my life, I've successfully beaten egg whites till stiff peaks form like I always see in the pictures on other food blogs and magazines. And now I've done it!? Furthermore, this is the most beautifully puffed up cheesecake I've ever made. Moist and fluffy too.

The beautifully puffed up '50ml' cheesecake

In the original recipe, only 50ml of milk is used (I halved the whole recipe). This is the 'real' fluffy cheesecake which you'll find in bakery stores. But I was looking for something more mousse-like. So, I decided to use more milk (80ml). The resulting cake didn't puff up as much (see picture below). Although it stayed moist even on the second day of chilling, it turned rather dense and it's fluffiness was gone.

The '80ml' cheesecake

Finally, I used 100ml of milk, tweaked the contents of the flour and used less eggs. As you can see, lot of shrinking is visible. But this recipe is definitely one to keep - simply because of its wonderful texture which stays acceptably fluffy and mousse-like even after chilling. Everytime I bake this, my husband and baby will finish 3/4 of it in one sitting! Sometimes I even have to rescue some of them in order to know how they'll turn out after chilling overnight. That's the satisfaction I get from cooking: People heartily digging into the food I had prepared. ;)

'100ml' cheesecake
The cake that fluffs in your mouth :) ...ULTIMATE BLISS!


In conclusion, this is the final, final recipe with my own changes: Half the proportions, replaced cream of tar tar with lemon juice, less sugar, less egg, more milk, more lemon juice (to satisfy my sour tooth!), no salt (used salted butter instead) and I'm using rice cooker to bake so there is no water bath involved. I hope using more milk might have replaced the water bath somehow. Anyway, I love my version of Japanese cheesecake! :)


Recipe
With my own changes. Original recipe adapted from here
200kcal per 1/8 slice

25g Salted Butter
125g Cream Cheese
100ml Milk + 1 Tbsp Lemon Juice (Or use 1/2 Tbsp White Rice Vinegar)
1/2 tsp Lemon Juice (Or use 1/4 tsp White Rice Vinegar)
2 Eggs (53g each, w/o shell - separated)
40g Fine Sugar
30g Cornflour
10g Self-Raising Flour [SRF]

1. Add 100ml milk to 1 Tbsp lemon juice and let it sit for a few minutes to form curd. Then, separate cold eggs and put them aside. Next, place warm butter, cream cheese and the milk-lemon curd in a big mixing bowl and mix well. Put aside to cool. I microwaved cold butter and cold cream cheese [both cut into a few sections to let them melt more easily] for 30 seconds using a ceramic/glass bowl, mixed them well and THEN mix in the milk-lemon curd. Note: DON'T microwave metal/steel/copper bowl!

2. Add 1/2 tsp lemon juice to 2 egg whites and beat at high speed for 1 minute till frothy. Then, without stopping the whipping, gradually add in the sugar in batches at the sides of bowl (about a tablespoon each time) and beat for another 2-3 minutes at a higher speed till stiff peaks form. If peaks does not form, increase speed and beat for 2 more minutes. All these should take about 5 minutes.

3. Next, add 2 egg yolks to the cheese mixture from No. 1 (which should be cooled by now) and mix well. Then, add in cornflour and SRF and mix well again. I didn't sieve the flour, I simply stirred them with a clean whisk in my measuring jug to mix and loosen any lumps before adding.

4. Next, fold in the egg white mixture from No. 2 into the cheese mixture from No. 3 until batter is consistent throughout and no lumps are present. Then bake. I baked with my rice cooker for 50 mins. Try baking for 50min @150C in your oven. Once baking is completed, I let it stay in my cooker (oven in your case, if using) for another 50 mins in the keep warm mode - as rapid cooling will result in massive sinking of cake. [Say: Bake 50, Wait 50]

5. Finally, remove from pan and let it cool to room temperature. No more shrinking should occur by now. You can serve at room temperature and finish within a day or two. Or keep them in airtight containers and chill in fridge for at least 3 hours or, at best, for 1 day/overnight. Best to finish within 3 days thereafter. I-ta-da-ki-masu! ('let's eat' in Jap)


These are the rescued fluffs to be chilled overnight. Phew! (clearly cut by unskillful hands).
Safe and sound, away from crime scene hubby and son.