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
Balinese woman - taken by husband in Ibu Susu cafe Karena sendirian dan penasaran, berjalanlah kaki ini menuju Blanco Museum. Seorang daku yang ga paham soal lukisan (mertua gw pasti demen kalo dibawa kesini), mendatangi sebuah museum yang berisikan lukisan (?). Ceritanya sih Antonio Blanco ini ke Bali sekitar tahun '52, kemudian Raja Ubud yang baik hati memberikannya sepotong tanah untuk dijadikan rumah dan studionya. Letaknya ya di tempat museum ini berada, di seberang Tjampuhan. Btw di Tjampuhan ini dulu si Walter Spies juga punya rumah yang akhirnya pindah karena udah terlalu "berisik" banyak pengunjung. Ubud ini sepertinya magnet buat pekerja seni banget (atau seluruh Bali?). Blanco punya anak 4 dan yang mewarisi bakatnya cuma satu katanya. Dan Blanco meninggal akhir tahun 90an di usia yang cukup tua, sekitar 80 sekian. Coba kalau mau info lebih lanjut soal Blanco bisa datengi web nya aja disini . Nah apa yang kutangkap dari melihat fotonya Pak Blanco ini