My darling sis, you know i still have your cookbooks
and will treasure them. You inspire me with your love
to cook beautiful meals. When i first got married, i burnt
the rice, had soup with less than a bowl of water and the
saltiest stir fry and of course my vegetables were so yellow.
You laughed so hard, i still remember as if it was yesterday
and i dont know how you knew just what to do,
the spices like cumin, ground coriander, galangal, lemon grass
hah...you just whip it up and voila we have rendang chicken
and some korma chicken. I must admit you made us wait for
a while before dinner is ready. When you cook, you cook with
perfection and left this wonderful experience in me. I am going
to blame you for making me put on weight, no lah, just kidding.
I now know how to cook better but never as near as you as you know
my bad habits, always doing shortcuts. I got your cookbooks so i am
going to paw over them as i can see the dirty marks on them from the
splatter. You are the best Masterchef Mei and will always be my Champ.