Temptations

I love to bake.

I remember baking butter cookies, lengua de gato, polvoron and yema then selling them back in grade school.

Later, baking became a hobby, sharing instead of selling them. Took up a few classes in between and believe it or not, I am a certified Pastry Chef. haha But I must admit, I'm no master chef.

I miss baking. In recent years, my parents are very conscious with eating healthy. Undeniably, baking pastries would mean use of processed ingredients. Sigh, I don't get to do this as often anymore otherwise my mom will nag endlessly. A trip to a desert shop is satisfying but nothing beats the freshly baked goodies.

On the other hand, I've been trying to learn to cook. I find it more difficult, but practice make perfect they say. I just need to spare some time to experiment, hmm... when will that be?

Anyway, let me share some of those best kept secrets here.

It's a beautiful day

It's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra... Fine, i don't know the lyrics. I'm never good at that in the first place.

It's been days and the melody just keeps on playing on my head. Last song syndrome? More than that, it brings back fond memories of our European tour. This song is played everytime we were about to make a pit stop.

I've been terribly loaded with work lately. Yet a hectic weekend awaits me - Friday hiphop class at Holiday Gym - Saturday buffet dinner at Marriott - Sunday scuba dive at Cabilao.

Aaah... it's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra!