Kidd's 18th Buttday

I say, I hate kneading. I got myself all tangled up once I start kneading the dolls. As Kidd's buttday was getting nearer, Fatass and I went googling for some seriously cute-until-you-can-die sugar glider's shots. No wonder Kidd loves gliders. I wanted one too when I lay my eyes on the glider's shots!


The cake basically consists of 3 vanilla swiss rolls, chocolate shavings and more fondants. Alphas and gliders were made out of fondant. On the other paw, the swiss rolls were depicted as tree barks or perhaps, with great imagination, you might thought that it was a bundle of logs scattered on a snowy field.


As Kidd loves gliders so much, we've gotten him an edible sugar glider, with no body attached! Only the head, paws and the tail were included. And last but not least, a ribbon for a baby girl. Kidd says he loves glider chicks!


As usual, the fondant is wickedly sweet. I've been googling and trying many fondant's recipe, but to no avail. Better luck next time! Oh, here's the shoutout; Happy 18th Buttday Kidd!!!

A Canine's Joyride

The so-called cute poochie of this doggie blog had already made a wise decision to chop off his white curly locks. To be exact, Fatass had make a few arrangements with the one whose responsible for shaving Fatty Rufus's fluffy furball. A white schnauzer should have a schnauzer's haircut, not a poodle's or a sheppy's hairdo. The good news is; Rufus gets to go for an hour plus joyride while I'll be sitting in my antique kennel, whining and wailing for non human being companions. This is so unfair.


Before making their way, Rufus had his sauna bath in a private room, a secluded area where most VIPs had their bath.


Two sexy hot mamas were sent in by Fatass Michelle. Massage anyone? BOL.


These hot mamas cleaned and groomed that super lucky fat dog. Not professionally groomed.


Snipped off the entangled wired hair and brush off the remaining dead locks. Blow-dry was included as well. Oh boy, look what we have here? A super white and clean poooooooochie. Hey, I smell Clorox! (*Wicked Smile*)


Why didn't Fatass lay her hands on Fatty Rufus? What an owner?! Responsible dog owner konon... Any excuse to lament, Fatass?


Okay. Fine. Solid picture with great values of proofs. Busy; just because you're baking some C-grade cookies. Fair enough. Groundnut Cookies to fill my snacking sessions while both of the fatass were away. You've just make me love you both! Rolled unbaked dough into cute tiny weeny rounded balls.


And pop them into the oven soon after. 15 minutes - all done! It melts in your mouth although it looks dry in this shot. Grinding the nuts were the most crucial part of all. If blended too long, a layer of oil will be seen. So, we called for pestle and mortar rather than an electronic blender. Muscles gained!


Once they were baked, Fatass rushed to the pet store with Rufus. He sat comfortably on a cushion, in the passenger seat, given a ragged rug whenever he starts to drool. Baby meh? (*Sweats*)


Fatass! You had never treat me that nice - EVER! (*Grr*)


Rufus made her proud, that's what she said when she gets home. He doesn't wiggle his bum and moves around whenever Beautiful Liar was aired in the radio. Unlike me. (*Gulps*)


Well, he's quite obedient and come on, he's on a safety belt! How is he gonna shake his bum with that thing attached to him?! He IS just like me!

A White Sheepy Perhaps?

From far end, I really thought that we would have a lamb shank to chowed on that night. Juicy thighs, lucious meat and rounded bulged belly that the white sheepy had.


Boy, it looked appetizing though it was just a raw and uncooked animal hopping gracefully in the near end corner. Contrast, whereby the background was a thick and pale beige colored wall. I stared hungrily at the sheepy, ready to make my first move. Manicured nails slashes out gradually - just in case he noticed that I'm going to grab his buttie and grab a bite out of em'. "Okay, this is it! Raw meat for the hungry stomach. When he stares back at me, I AM gonna knock him out."


Yes, he did stare at me. But not for long, I lost the intention to grab his ass.


A note to Fatass Rufus; "If you're not a sheep, don't try to act like one." (*Frowns Deeply*)


White albino fatass sheepy; it's none the other, Fatass Michelle's retarded baby poochie; Rufus. What the doggy, at one glance, he really do look like a calm sheep waiting to be fed. I know, I know, Chameleonaire's spirit must have gone to his body, hence, that is why Rufus knows how to camouflage himself accordingly. Okay, now, to the green pillar, green pillar, I wanna see some Shrek-sheepy. (*Grins*)


While I'm happily manipulating my colorful toy, Fatass sent me over some C-grade yummies to chewed on. No lamb shanks? Nevermind, let's substitute with other hard textured yummies; Chocolate Custard Cream Cupcake. BOL. Evil me.


A very basic custard cupcake. The best part of making this C-grade babies was to be able to test our decelerated piping skills. Hopeless. Because we only managed to pipe a few. Still learning. As to kick start our piping session, we used the star nozzle and vanilla buttercream.


Continued with the chocolate buttercream. No sprinklings.


Piping session ended in a thousand zillions blink of an eye. C-grade cuppies were scattered everywhere.


Thus, we take time to shower them with beefsticks and love. They queued up properly, in order. They DO listen! (*Lame Remarks*)


Everyone wanted Rufus to shave off his excess furball and fur although mine was longer than his. FYI, I had very long silky straight fur, I was forced to take good care of my locks, by grooming it all by myself every now and then. Yay for Fatass cause she gets to keep my Kurt Cobain hairdo. Hmm, I was pondering, how a bald sheepy would look like. (*Devilish Grin*)

My Half Day Old Chameleon

The day I met my second pet-to-be, a day which was full of bloody torture. The first pet I've owned was Geeky, my precious baby Gecko was dead just in a day. How devastating!


The second one was not as lucky as the first one though! There's no opportunity to name him either. He went off pretty quick! Under dumbass Boobie's teething toothie. Boobie went huh hah over him, chowing down this baby of mine once this baby was trapped in Boobie's kennel. Dogged you, Boobie!! Wasted, wasted!!!


This gorgeous baby lizard of mine had spotty and scaly figure. Changes its color very often. Speaking of camouflage. If he's still alive, by now, I would have taken him to Rufus kennel just to see whether he'll change himself into an albino white chameleon. Sadly, he's not here anymore. (*Whines*)


Do rest in peace, baby chameleon. Hmm, for easy understanding, perhaps, I should christened him Chameleonnaire!


In reminiscence, we cooked the green coconut sago, which would remind us of Chameleonnaire's ooey goey green gorgeous body. (*Teary Eyes*)


Briefly, this is the fastest but tiresome kuihs we've ever cooked on. The sago were hardly sticky, thus, it took us about 45 minutes to keep stirring the sago mixture under low-heat deep pan. Half an hour later, we noticed that we've got ourselves a tiny weeny bit of muscles. (*Proud Mannerism*)


The aroma of pandan leaves was highly anticipated. Few drops of green coloring were added. Once done with the mixing and stirring process, the sago was poured into a tray and let cooled.


The fresh coconut was next. By adding 1/2 tablespoons of salt to it, it blends very well with the sweet sago. Thumbs up. (*Blushes*)


We packed up these small kuihs into a plastic packaging for our loved ones. And the response was okay, good enough I guess.


Can't expect much from a C-grade baker. BOL. (*Devilish Grin*)

Oranges And Marmalade

Marmalade me!


A simple C-grade cupcake. (*Smiles*)



Orange Marmalade Cupcake

150g butter
3/4 cup caster sugar
2 eggs
1 whole orange zest (finely grated)
2 cups self-raising flour
1/4 cup milk powder
1/2 cup orange juice
1 tablespoon Cointreau (optional)

1. Preheat oven to 180'C. Prepare the paper cups and cupcake pan, so that things come in handy later.
2. Beat butter and sugar till creamy and pale in color. Add eggs gradually, mixed until combined.
3. Add in the orange zest and mix thoroughly.
4. Using a big ol' wooden spoon, mix in milk powder. Then, fold in self-raising flour alternatively with orange juice till the mixture becomes smooth.
5. Add in Cointreau (optional), stir till combined.
6. Spoon mixture into paper cups till 3/4 full. Bake 180'C for 10 to 15 minutes, depends on the size of the cupcake pan. For safety measurements, using a skewer to test whether the cake is fully baked is more advisable. Poke a hole in the middle of the cupcake, if it turns out to be clean/crumbs-free, it can be serve in no time!
7. Topped with the ready made orange candy (recipe as follows) and sprinkle with sprinklings (recipe as follows).





Orange Candy

1-1/4 cup caster sugar
2 large oranges
1/3 cup water

1. Slice the oranges into thin slices. For each and every slice, cut it into 6 sections.
2. Combine water and caster sugar in a low heated pan. Stir till sugar dissolves. Bring to boil.
3. Reduce the heat and add in the orange slices to the sugar mixture. Cook till the orange slices become transparent for about 20 minutes. (lighter in color, pale orange)
4. Remove from heat and scoop candied slices onto a tray lined with baking paper. Let it cool.





Sprinkling (Optional)

1/2 cup brown sugar
2 tablespoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon mixed spice

1. Mixed all the ingredients above by using a spoon in a bowl.
2. Sprinkle the cupcakes.

Under 666

It was pa's buttday. Was, thanks to us, as I'm typing with my furry manicured paws over here, today's June 9. Pardon me, although it's posted under the date of 6/6, which is pa's big day (Pa was a full-formed baby on the 6th of June 19*6, thus, the post was titled "666"). Being a professional procrastinator cum cheater, I can swear upon godogod that we've sucessfully baked three C-grade babies just for pa's big day in a day.


Huge achievement here, cause Fatass's ass hardly moves when it comes to bulk baking. The presentation was hmm. Judge them for yourself. (*Smiles*)


The first; the most time-consuming yummies of all as it needed 2 hours to be fully baked; Walnut Fruit Cake, which is pa's all time favourite. We managed to follow the recipe book, hence, we turned down the offer from the cake mix dog-supplier. (*Smiles Proudly*)


It was easy but peeling and chopping off the lemon zest and orange zest was quite bothersome. Peels flew everywhere. The workload was affordable as the outcome turned out to be good. (*Smiles Shyly*)


Pa brought the whole cake to his 3-day vacation, at least he showed some appreciation. And compliment. (*Ahem*)


Second C-grade baby which pa and ma loved very much compared to pa's real birthday cake was Chocolate and Almond Cheese Tart. It was not baked in the oven. Chilled in the refrigerator for half a day, and voila! Cheese tarts!


Made out of scratch as we had only a package of cream cheese (250g) and whipping cream left in the refrigerator. The crust was made out of Jack & Jill's vanilla cream bix and melted butter.


Kids love the vanilla aroma unleashed by the bix and none the other, the toppings; chocolate and almond chunks!


The third and the last baby to date, a healthy Kiwi Torte. Pa keep telling us that Kiwi won't do good. In terms of the taste. "The sourness of the Kiwi will overpower the whole cake". And he was right! We came over a brilliant idea which was not really that brilliant either; that is to brush the slices of kiwis with apricot glaze boiled with caster sugar. The day was saved by the very intelligent macho superhero; me, Mcwhisky the superdogdamn sexy poochie.


We went Kiwi mania over this cake. Everything's Kiwi. Ranging from the cake/torte itself to its layering-cream and toppings! Reminds me of Kahwye! ='(


The torte was sliced into 3 layers, and each layer was topped with kiwi cream. After assembling, the whole torte was frosted with vanilla whipped cream with a dash of sweetness added to it. Toppings; freshly sliced kiwi and apricot glaze. Finished off with other details such as whipped cream on the sides and the side of the base. Hmm, not quite to the end of the story yet. The torte doesn't look appetizing enough! After killing a baby peppermint which now I had regretted doing it, it looked more mouth-watering. Way to go, PEPPERMINT! Taste wise, super kiwilicious and vanillaish! What a term...


Fresh DIY planted greeneries are great to have, as it is so convenient and lively when it is used to be a part of the decoration for the baked products. We had loads of plants and greens in the house and out of the house, let's just say we lived in the corner lot which was partially surrounded by big plants. Pandan Leaves; checked! Aloe Vera; checked! Pineapple plant; checked! Their leaves can be hardly eaten raw, and speaking of edible green decor? No way. You don't want to have a huge three layers cake nicely iced with whipped cream with baby aloe veras spiking out of the sides nor pandan leaves nicely decorated out of nowhere. So, we browse through the marts and plant stores. Ahh... Peppermint leaves! We're now a big fan of these leaves, we even planted them in our kennels. (*Winks*)


Oh yeah, forget the most important part; a dedication to Pa, wishing you a great Happy Buttday!