Bakso I have to admit that my love for cooking is growing. It's growing and I can't believe it myself. This feeling has been like this since probably two years ago. Before, cooking felt like a hard work that I had to fulfill. It still is, but the difference is I enjoy it now. So it does not feel like I am forcing myself. Back then whenever I cooked, it's either wrong recipe or incorrect measurement. It never tasted right. So I gave up cooking just because I never found the right one. And then I started to feel that I wanna eat better. I don't want to just eat whatever, I want to know what goes into my body. If I prepare it myself, then I know it's good one. I don't eat too much sugar, sometimes it is hard to buy one thing outside and has a lot of sugar in it. So cooking it myself will allow me to control the amount of sugar. So I found recipes and I tried to make them. As to my surprise, they taste right! Exactly how they should have tasted. That made me happy
it is like recently I feel so lazy, so weak, so tired, so sensitive. Not because of I am fasting. Not at all. Fasting never giving me hard time. I know someone might not believe it, but it is. This all tiring stuff doesn't related to that reason.
It is just I am sensitive and only want to spend time with someone and have only casual talks. That's all I need.
It is just I am sensitive and only want to spend time with someone and have only casual talks. That's all I need.
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