hawaiian-y

What's a woman to do? More precisely, what's a Malay Singaporean woman to do when she has a hankering for a hawaiian pizza in an Occidental country where halal eateries can be counted by the hand? (Well actually it's not as much my hankering as it is hubby's).

Well, you make it yourself! And that's what I did yesterday - from dough-making right till the finish product. Tiring?-yes. Worth it?-oh yes! But as much as I am pleased by the sense of accomplishment, I'll be the first to make a beeline for the halal pizzeria if ever one exists here. I don't think I'll be making a feast like this one again anytime soon. Too much work, too much time needed. But at least the pizza will last us a few meals.

One of the things I miss about Singapore is its diverse food and the abundance of halal eateries.. you can find anything and everything there. Well I guess I've tamed my Melayu palate down a few notches over the years and make do with what I can find and cook here. But that doesn't mean my kitchen is void of Malay dishes.. when there's a will, there's always a way. And just recently, I willed myself to make satay goreng & the works, chicken porridge, chicken cook red.. albeit with some ingredients missing but they turned out just fine. When you're in my situation and lacking in some ingredients, you just have to improvise.

I love cooking and trying out new recipes but there are days when you just wanna hang the apron and sit back (especially now, with double body, y'know).. and on days like these, I wish we're in Singapore where we can just drop by the nearest hawker center and buy takeouts.. ah, to be in the face of convenience...

the fruit of my labour - barbecue hawaiian pizza (made with halal chorizo.. yum)