The other day I was browsing Coles and they had some crazy special on chicken wings. I think I got a kilo for $5 or something silly so I of course bought it. Then realized I didn’t know quite what to do with it. And so I made this.
I don’t have a recipe per se, it involves a Herbie’s rub, which my lovely friend Fleur gifted to me all the way from Sydney and a random concoction of honey, red wine vinegar, salt, pepper and I think dried oregano. I think. It was then baked in a 180˚C oven with all the marinade poured over. You end up with some pretty awesome gravy that goes excellently with the polenta.
I have a newfound appreciation for polenta. Especially the creamy variety. It tastes the best with cream cheese but I don’t always have that on hand so even a tiny bit of butter works. Mmm. This was some good stuff.
I’ve just noticed how many different pasta dishes I have backlogged so I thought I’d just lump them all together in one post. It must be because I’ve been quite lazy these days and pasta is really quick to make and you can make it any way you want it with whatever you have in the pantry and it’s always really cheap! Win-win.
I had the strangest craving for a Chicken Fettucine Alfredo for the longest time and just had to make it. It’s really strange because I don’t think I’ve ever had it (it’s such an American dish!) but somehow I had to have it. I used this recipe but left out the tomatoes and sour cream and used more milk instead. In the end, my sauce was pretty watery but on the plus side, it was way less disgusting. You know how when you have something too creamy and you can’t have too much of it cos it grosses you out after a few bites? This wasn’t a problem with more milk instead of cream. Also, my tip is don’t use the San Remo fettucine. It was all stuck together and utterly disgusting! Gah!
Oh, and a tip: add nutmeg. It’ll make it so much better.
Another really easy dish and as you can tell, I ran out of just one type of pasta so I had to mix it up.
Tuna and Chickpea Pasta
1 onion, thinly sliced
1 large can of tuna (drained)
1 can of chickpeas
1 bottle of tomato passata
Pasta (amount up to you), cooked until al dente
1. Heat some olive oil up in a pan, add onion and sweat the onions.
2. Add the tomato passata, tuna and chickpeas. Leave a while to simmer until the chickpeas are a little more tender. Season to taste.
3. Scoop sauce up over the pasta, then squeeze some lemon juice over the top to finish.
This is one of my favourite spontaneous pasta dishes ever! Just have to remember to go really light on the salt when making this, though.
Bacon, Anchovies, and Broccoli Pasta
5 garlic cloves, diced
2 rashers of bacon, diced
1 broccoli floret, cut up and blanched in hot water for 2-3 minutes
2 anchovy fillets
Handful of Panka breadcrumbs
Pasta of choice, cooked until al dente
1. Heat oil up in a pan, then add in bacon. Cook for about 2-3 minutes, then add in the garlic and anchovies. The anchovies will melt so keep stirring so that it coats everything.
2. Add in broccoli and breadcrumbs. Quickly toss to coat everything together. Season to taste.
3. Add in pasta and mix everything together. Serve immediately.
I’m pretty sure this dish was something I created on a whim when I was starving, too lazy to head out to get groceries and was desperate to use all that was left in the refrigerator. It turned out to be pretty spectacular (if slightly greasy!) so I guess the recipe is worth sharing.
Pork & Fennel Sausage and Spinach Pasta
2 pork & fennel sausages, cased removed
1-2 handfuls of spinach, rinsed and drained (or dabbed dry with a paper towel)
5 cloves of garlic, minced
Sliced fresh chilli, or two teaspoons of dried chilli flakes (optional)
Pasta of choice, cooked until al dente
1. Heat up olive oil in a frying pan, then add in your garlic and cook until lightly browned.
2. Add your sausage meat and mince it up as it cooks to separate it.
3. Add in your cooked pasta and stir until thoroughly mixed. Season to taste, and add in the chilli if using.
4. Turn off the fire, then throw in the spinach leaves. Gently stir through and serve immediately.
Pretty fantastic for a quick weekday meal.
Wow this backlog of blog posts is a bit overwhelming. I don’t even know where to begin anymore! All I can say is, there’s a lot of pork!
First there was Pulled Pork, which I made in a slow-cooker with root beer and a bunch of spices like cloves and aniseed but I really didn’t like the taste of this dish. I hated the crispy polenta as well. it really didn’t compare to my creamy polenta and the root beer kinda killed the flavour of the pork for me. I must get a different recipe and try that one out.
The salad however, was brilliant. It was a really simple thing I threw together. Chickpeas, cherry tomatoes and some finely diced parsley. Try it, I swear it’s one of my favourite salads ever.
I don’t really remember where I got the recipe now or if I just consulted a basic meatloaf recipe and made it Sophia Style. It was basically pork mince, spicy pancetta, spicy salami, homemade breadcrumbs, carrots, celery, spring onions, shallots, garlic and red wine. There was ketchup on the top before it baked as well and I served it up with thyme Paris mashed potatoes. It was goooood. Pork overload!
Then there was that time we made roast pork and there was plenty of leftovers and I knew I had to make a sandwich with the leftovers. I sauteed the apples in a little bit of butter, sauteed some onions, spread some amazing chutney on the bread, topped it with some pancetta and baked the entire monster. The bread was heavily buttered too, of course. I think I brought some over to Joyce and let her eat it before we had a massive dinner, too. We’re such gluttons. But they don’t make such crazy sandwiches in restaurants!
There are a few more pork dishes which I think I will save for proper entries with actual links to recipes. If I can still remember them, that is. I have a huge list of food I want to make this coming week too so that’ll be really fun to update you guys on. I’ll be back! Promise :)
Winter has well and truly descended upon us and with the cooler temperature comes the usual cravings for heartier meals. I’ve been more than a little slack lately and have mostly been using up the scraps in our freezer to make meals. I discovered some pork chops that I simply marinated in Worcestershire sauce, BBQ sauce, some rosemary and salt and pepper. It was then baked then seared on a hot pan. The baking tray was deglazed with red wine and we got some killer gravy from that. The creamy polenta was made with some homemade chicken stock and lots of butter and cream cheese. I’d never been more excited to have polenta before.
The spicy pork ragu rigatoni was a recipe from Delicious magazine. I finally bit the bullet and subscribed to both Delicious and Gourmet Traveler. I’m glad I no longer have to pop by the newsagent for my monthly copies. I live right opposite one but I like to pretend that I’m so hard done by such a tedious task. I improvised the recipe, as I usually do, and I made it a lot spicier than Delicious suggested but I’m Malaysian, what do you want from me? It was 2 Tbsp of chilli flakes to the suggested 1 tsp. Pft, 1 tsp is something you can barely taste!
I’m currently down with my first winter flu of the year. I am grumpy and lethargic and I wish my immune system would buck up already. If you need me, I’ll be wallowing in self-pity in bed… where I’ve been for the past three days.
In recent times, I’ve been alive and well but just extremely lazy when it comes to updating my little site. However, I hope you noticed the awesome header from my talented and gorgeous friend Jiayueh. I am in need of a new layout very desperately, once I sit down and figure out how to do it (I want to throw money at this problem, tbh), and then I can properly credit her for it.
Biggest news of the moment is that my brother got married a little under a month ago and out of nowhere my mum thought it would be a good idea for me to make them their wedding cake. I accepted the challenge gladly although I was very nervous as I hadn’t touched fondant for over a year and things like that is all about practice!
It wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be, though. I mostly worked after midnight with the air-cond on full blast to combat humidity, much to the puzzlement of my family. Actually, they were so stressed out and worried for me, they were constantly asking me if I would be able to finish the cake. So little faith! My biggest concern was covering the bottom cake, which required me rolling out a 1+kg of fondant into a 22″ circle and hoping it didn’t tear as I gingerly placed it over the cake. It took me an hour to cover all three cakes with fondant, surprisingly. I was shocked as I really haven’t handled fondant in too long and even when I used to, I wasn’t the best at covering the cakes without it looking bumpy but I fared well, if I do say so myself.
I started with making the ruffled rosettes. I initially had planned to cover the cake entirely with them so I made 80 of them. It took me a grand total of 5+ hours to make them all. I was worried about the colours being too dark, but I was rather adamant on it being shades of pink. However, I could’ve gone for a more subtle gradience than the look I went for.
I didn’t want them to set too hard like figurines, so it was 100% fondant with no gumpaste at all.
The cakes were a 14″, 10″ and 6″ rounds. My mum and I discussed it and decided we needed a really heavy cake for the bottom tier to withstand the weight of the other two cakes, as well as to remain fresh because we needed to bake it days in advance and we really didn’t want to serve the guests stale cake. So we settled on a Suji (Semolina) Cake, for which the recipe was tripled. So that was 30 eggs and about 3kg of butter. Yeah, healthy stuff!
As for the other two layers, I could bake them closer to the wedding daybut I really didn’t want to do a dark-coloured cake in case my crumb-coating before the fondant layer wasn’t superb and then you could see dark spots under the white fondant. I settled instead for a simple Pound Cake, although I did encounter some problems with baking the cake. I wanted the cakes to be really high as wedding cakes shouldn’t look thin and I really maximised the 4″ height of my cake tins. However, that messed with the cooking time and it was only after I had to slice the cakes in half for the buttercream that I noticed they were still wet on the inside! The horror! I had to re-bake them and it rather devastated me because I think the texture and moistness of the cakes were compromised for it.
So to all the wedding guests, if you’re reading this, I do apologise for the Pound Cake’s texture. I promise I normally make excellently moist and fluffy cakes.
As for the buttercream, I knew that I needed a buttercream with textural integrity that wouldn’t compromise the structure and balance of the cake. I’ve once tried to do a 3-layered cake with too-soft icing and of course the cake slid around and looked horrible. I would not allow this to happen for such an important cake! I also needed the buttercream to set really well so that the fondant layer would go on smoothly. But, it was also desperately important to me that the buttercream taste delicious and buttery. Nothing with too much icing sugar in it and I knew that it had to consist of real butter.
I ended up using a Swiss Meringue Buttercream, which was beautiful! Everyone loved the taste of it, even my mother who usually hates buttercream. It was sinfully silky and rich and the meringue helped with the stiffness of the texture. I was surprised it worked because I was fully prepared to go back to my fail-safe Wilton buttercream, which tastes disgusting and is made with shortening but definitely holds a cake well. Thankfully it never came to that!
That is the finished cake. It took almost a week’s worth of work (spread out, of course!) because I was actually pretty slack and only did a few hours’ worth of week each day. Some days even less than an hour.
I didn’t end up using all 80 of the ruffles and they’re still awaiting my return in my parents’ home. I’m planning to use them as cupcake toppers when I get back. The best thing about fondant is that it never goes bad. Well, not anytime soon anyway! I assembled the entire cake at home (not advisable for a 3-tier cake, really!) but as part of the groom’s family, I didn’t have time to get the cake assembled at the venue AND get dressed AND play receptionist so I had to risk it and hope that the cake didn’t collapse on the drive to the hotel. I actually drove the car and got my uncle to hold on to the hefty 10kg cake (it’s not light!) and handed it off to the wedding coordinator the moment we pulled up at the hotel with swift instructions NOT to press onto the cake board’s fondant layer and to be extra gentle when placing the cake down and to avoid refrigeration at all costs. Fondant doesn’t go in refrigerators, FYI, that’s why they’re such hard work because they really do need to be on-the-day sort of work as the cakes can go bad so easily.
I was incredibly proud of the finished product (what a project!) as was my mother. She kept telling me how impressed she was that I pulled it off (again, with the faith!) and she was glad that I had attended all those cake decorating courses. The bride and groom loved it, too and from the reviews I got from our friends, they really loved the taste of the cakes too (even the Pound Cake that I was so worried about!).
What an excellent test of time management and persistent hard work. It’s not the fanciest of wedding cakes but it was certainly personal. The best part was it didn’t cost the bridal couple a single cent (wedding cakes in Malaysia of that size cost upwards of RM1000!). I will admit that I completely understand why wedding cakes cost so much. They’re extremely labour intensive and mine was a simple version. I ended up using about 7kg of fondant and about 10+kg of butter, and I forgot to keep track of the sugar and eggs that went into it all.
I don’t always cook myself breakfast, because I never have the time to and I’m rarely ever hungry when I first wake up. I remember when I was a child and my mum would lay out a sandwich and a hot mug of Milo for my breakfast, ready for me to chow down before I dashed off to school and I’d only down my Milo and my multi-vitamins (any good Asian parent would tell you that it’s necessary to feed your child this) but never the sandwich, despite her tsking.
Over the years, my family learned that I’m not an early bird and when I do rouse early, it’s not of my own volition so I’d be grumpy and therefore, do not try to feed an angry beast. Now they kindly buy me breakfast when I’m home and leave it on the dining table for whenever I wake, instead of trying to wake me up and dealing with a stone-faced Sophia. Of course, I sometimes have to deal with my parents’ nags of how it’s unseemly for a young lady to wake so late, and how I ruin the family’s meal plans because breakfast has to be consumed during breakfast or else, how will we have the epic lunch the family wants to gorge on?!
The love for food is obviously hereditary and not an anomaly.
Yesterday I whipped up a quick omelette for brunch. It was delicious and I was recently reminded of the truffle oil in my pantry. I never ever use it because I forget that it’s there. There’s probably a bottle of it in my parents’ pantry untouched as well. I will rectify that when I’m home next!
And today, I made use of my newest kitchen appliance.
I got the recipe for this amazing waffles from here. I made one for Jacey and another for myself, and we smothered it with Olive Grove (it must be healthier if it’s not butter, right? Indulge us, please) and a generous drizzle of blueberry flavoured maple syrup.
The addition of the oats is brilliant as it fills us up. I can normally eat more than one waffle but just this one filled me up well and good. Burp.
Now I’m dreaming of a breakfast with mimosas, Eggs Benedict and fresh berries. Mmm.