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
Gw sama Indonesia itu ibarat dua sejoli dalam love and hate relationship . Gw terlahir di tanah yang diperjuangkan orang-orang terdahulu. Nggak keitung berapa juta nyawa hilang untuk itu. Gw bersyukur gw nggak perlu lagi bawa bambu runcing untuk merebut negeri ini dari tangan penjajah. Sejak sebelum nikah gw mulai "berteman" dengan birokrasi dua negara. Birokrasi dari Belanda, tentu saja tidak seribet birokrasi di negeri ini. Segala macam email akan segera dibalas dan dibantu untuk dihubungkan ke pihak terkait atau yang menangani itu. Bahkan untuk permintaan Schengen visa tipe kunjungan keluarga di masa pandemik ini diberikan high priority dan email dibalas dalam sekejap. Sedangkan di Indonesia, aaahhh yaaa gitu dehh. Tapi, nggak akan pernah gw pungkiri tiap kali gw denger lagu Indonesia Raya gw selalu mewek. Tiap kali liat bendera Indonesia, gw diam sebentar berterima kasih atas nikmat bisa tinggal di negeri ini tanpa perlu memegang senjata. Gw bener-bener marah saat su