Sunday, July 30, 2006

Our Lives...

I think it is a sad state of affairs that our lives have come to this, that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, yet the modern women don't cook! Mum cooked lunch, and what a feast it turned out to be. Okay, I was exaggerating, the meal consisted not of shark's fin soup and the like, but curry mutton, scrambled eggs, and chicken cutlet - all my mum's recipes. But I felt like a king, for all it took, a simple home-cooked meal. Hmm, I am thinking, if only I have time to spare for cooking classes...

6 comments:

a said...

My mum got my dad's heart 31 years ago. She couldn't cook then. =p

Anonymous said...

haha, well, the only certainty is that there isn't any fixed success formula to love:-)

mrdes

Leonard said...

no worries, you're not alone!!

i can't cook either. always rely on mum to cook a ggod meal or dine out.

Anonymous said...

Leonard: thanks, man, u have no idea what that means to me:-)

mrdes

GR.eat! said...

Hello!

Nice blog u have here! =D

I see that you are from a toastmaster club. Sounds kinda interesting. So what do toastmaster members do? Debate and give speeches? Haha just curious..

Anonymous said...

Thanks. What does toastmaster do? Well, they are masters at toasting bread over a fire until it turns honey brown. Okay, just joking,I am also very lame you know. Seriously, as a toastmaster, you attend meetings where you give prepared speeches and basically has fun learning how to enhance your public speaking. I ensure you,it is a lot of fun with great interaction. You can also sit in as a guest, and listen to the speakers. A lot of Community centres also have a club. Sound interesting? Just drop me a email (desmondang33@hotmail.com), I can arrange for you to visit our club...

mrdes