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SOME DAY I'LL COOK..

My least favourite place is the kitchen.. Excuse the fact that I am a boy but im sure too many boys almost there to be coming a cheff.. My family and some of my close friends are already very much aware that I don't like cooking.. There goes my greatest flaw of all as a male hahaha.. Finally it is revealed here, in I AM EIZ HARANTON.. and there goes all the gentlemen who look for a wife who cooks..hmm?? -_-!!

That's not the worse part yet.. The reason that I dislike cooking is said to be ridiculous and unacceptable.. I don't like to cook because I don't like smokes.. I don't like the smokes and the oil from the cooking that could stuck on my hair and clothes.. Real incident : Mom was frying fish, masak ikan goreng, and I ran up upstairs and covered my hair in towel.. The smoke was all over the place ! Okay so now there goes all the mothers of the gentlemen. -_-

Okay let's cut off the drama king episodes of my life.. I am 22 now, I feel like I need to learn to cook.. I am not yet wanting to learn to cook, but needing to learn is a first step I guess.. Because I am going to be a someone if my wife in hospital (if la), so im a father and a mother, and I can't imagine if I am a guy who can't cook, worse who doesn't like to cook ! major FAILURE..

So one fine day...


I am going to make this for my love and children for breakfast !
pancakes with syrup : ala senang jeee!


then for lunch or maybe dinner we'll have this at home!
Maybe we could have pasta, steak, turkey etc etc.


this is Nutella milkshake. I could learn to make this !



and then make this for my son's birthday!
Let's not get too excited on being able to make pasta, steak, or even pancakes ! Because I am no where near instant macaroni and cheese. Like seriously. But this is a good start, very good start for me. Slowly but surely I will get there. Get to me who can cook ! Belajar masak masakan Melayu dulu ahh.. belajar cakap Melayu dululahhh..

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