Saturday, August 12, 2017

breakfast bar recipe

i got this recipe from once upon a chef  i dunno how i thought the final recipe i used was from bbcfood. well its not.

i love her page, as u can toggle between metric and cups. if u want the measurements in metric head on over to her page. i dont like using cups if butter is involved as u need to scrape it out of the measuring cups. ill include her actual recipe at the bottom. but ill just tell u how i varied it. i ddnt have enough rolled oats so i topped it with some instant oats. i ddnt have any rice crispies (either) and used the oats too and some muesli mix we had. it was a tropical mix with dried mangoes and pumpkin and sunflower seeds in it. the dried mangoes made it smell so yummy.

i roasted the nuts till brown in the oven, but the next time ill just do it in a frying pan, and have it about 3/4 done, not golden brown, as it will be baked again the second time round. and mine was overdone. but it tasted great and finished at an alarming rate.

i added some raisins. made all the difference i think.

i will also go out and buy those rice cripies. mine turned out nice slight chewiness to it. but i think the rice crispies will make the mixture lighter.

i baked the whole thing in the baking tray, then transferred it to a pyrex. i cut it while its still warm. easier. leave to fully cool. try not finish the whole thing 3 days.

Crispy Honey Nut Granola Bars

Servings: Makes 12-16 granola bars
Total Time: 35 Minutes


  • 1-1/2 cups old fashioned rolled oats
  • 1 cup chopped walnuts
  • 1/2 cup sliced almonds
  • 2/3 cup shredded unsweetened coconut (available at Whole Foods or natural food markets)
  • 1/2 cup honey
  • 3 tablespoons light brown sugar
  • 2 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 1-1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1 cup crisp rice cereal, such as Rice Krispies


  1. Preheat the oven to 350°F. Line a baking sheet with heavy duty aluminum foil.
  2. Spread the oats, walnuts and almonds onto prepared baking sheet. Place in the oven and toast for 7 minutes. Add coconut and toss well, then place back in the oven to cook about 6-8 minutes more. Keep an eye on it towards the end; you want the coconut to turn golden but not burn.
  3. In the meantime, combine the honey, brown sugar, butter, vanilla extract and salt in a small saucepan and place over medium heat. Stir with a whisk until the brown sugar is completely dissolved. Turn off heat and set aside.
  4. Once the oat mixture is done, remove it from the oven and reduce heat to 300°F. Combine the the oat mixture, honey mixture and rice cereal in a large bowl and toss well. (Reserve aluminum foil.)
  5. Use the reserved foil to line a 9x13-inch baking dish, then spray foil with nonstick cooking spray. Turn granola bar mixture out into the prepared baking dish and spread evenly, being careful not to press down too hard. Bake for 20 minutes (be sure heat is reduced to 300°F). Remove from the oven and cool completely, about 1-1½ hours. Use the foil overhang to transfer bars to cutting board, then use a large knife to cut into rectangles. Store in a single layer in an airtight container for up to a week (do not stack the bars or they will stick together and fall apart).
  6. *You can swap in your favorite nuts and seeds as long as you keep the proportions of dry to wet ingredients the same. You can also toss in some dried fruit. On occasion, I’ll sprinkle some chocolate chips over top for the kids (you can't mix them in or they'll melt).
  7. **Be sure your oven is fully preheated before toasting nuts; the initial blast of heat to preheat the oven can burn them.

Thursday, June 15, 2017


how is your ramadhan? i think this my 20th plus times of proper fasting and enjoying ramadhan.

sad news first. a block of flats caught on fire in the early morning and so far the total casualty count is 5, others are in ICU. Thank God for Ramadhan. Many more would have died if there wasnt a group of muslims who were up for suhur.

so im getting out of focus trying to stay in the zone for ramadhan. i need my work out. then feel guilty for dancing in when i should be performing my ibadah. im getting pretty doozy without the workout. i go all the way to wangsa maju so i can go with my friends and attend a specific instructor's class. i still go about once a week.

at work i dunno if people are hangry but tensions are high. i can see how complacent people are working here. they need to be shaken in their bones. the only thing i can say is إِنِّي صَائِمٌ

trying to compile a list of charities to donate to so it would be easier for giving. and trying to figure out my zakat payment scheme.

Saturday, June 10, 2017


sometimes when i get the urge to i will write loads then a dry spell comes. this is a public blog, so it comes out filtered. most of what i write has to be.

here's an inspiring little lion im currently enjoying pawsome. i especially liked this post about speaking kelantanese.

i grew up in the uk. the posh part. where everyone corrects your grammar and pronounciation as you speak. we were small (middle school) and was fluent by 3 months. i didntt really learn English properly in Malaysia before that. i went to a private Islamic school and they had their own syllabus.

ok back to the speaking. soon, my siblings and i were all conversing in english at home. we even remarked at how our parents "didn't speak it properly/was speaking it funny" when reporting how we were to our fave uncle. how embarrassing to think about it now. i really cannot remember if my parents spoke to us in english or malay but i know this; i understood malay (or so i thought), but i could only reply in english.(when i came back in secondary school, i notice that its the reverse situation in malaysia, ppl understood english but could only reply in malay).

so in the malaysian community that we were in, the naval officers and their families, i knew if they were speaking to me either in english or malay. even though i always replied in english at first. when i got back to malaysia, i lived in terengganu. it was a boarding school on the kelantan-terengganu border. technically you're in terengganu but the locals spoke kelantanese. legends have it that the sultan at that time lost the state during a cock fight. could be true. havent checked this fact.

in school i began to speak malay, but was diving into terengganu malay! haha, i even surprised my relatives from kl when i spoke to them. as i became more fluent, i could speak standard malay and could differentiate the two.

every 6 months i would go back for my holidays in the uk because my family was still living there. there i would meet again all my friends and their families. then i noticed something! everyone had an accent! now i could tell who was speaking kelantanese, utara, kl, even sabahan. this was such an eye opener, all this while i thought everyone was just talking in malay.

and finally i could answer everyone's questions in malay instead of english.

malay in my mother tongue and am proud to be bilingual. i read that it doesn something to your brain. but i think, i tend to think and dream in english. i even absorb things better in english. why i would prefer to receive certain information in english.

there are a list of languages i wish i spoke, this includes arabic (top of the list) and japanese and french which tie in second.

i believe the only way to learn a language is to speak it. except arabic, as i want to learn to read and understand the Quran. i would love to converse in it, but the arabic form is more refined ad literary than the fushah. let alone the regional slangs.

i'm a certified translator, i went to a short course in itbm. now i can fully appreciate each of the two languages nuances. i meant malay and english.

another thing, i used to be a purist, i hated people who used "i" "you" when talking in malay. if i spoke malay, i would do it fully, using the more formal "saya" "awak" rather than "aku" "ko" or the real reason i didnt say "aku" was that it was paired with "mung" in terengganu, a version i did not prefer. its a corruption the word "kamu". which how my mother would address us in malay. i would refer to myself as the third person (kaklong) when talking to a family member.

i would get teased about my ways in terengganu by my specialist coz she used "i" "you" when talking. now that ive moved to the greater klang valley and in the gov sector. i totally get her. the usage is so flexible, how can u address someone more senior or a superior by saying "awak"? thats just unacceptable, you would have to address them by name, preferably formal name. on the other hand, addressing yourself as "saya" is totally ok. so a good middle ground is to use "i" "you" when talking to anyone, especially if you do not know their status in the gov hierarchy of things.

initially when i moved out of terengganu, i still was a purist, i preferred using "saya" over mixing my speech. i spoke that way to everyone. and as ive always noticed, people would always change their way of speaking when talking to me. especially people who use "aku", they would always end up using "saya" with me. i have some friends that i started talking to them in "saya", and now after a while, its awkward to change it to mixed "i" "you" speech. i now prefer it when texting, coz its the shortest way to do so: i u. even tho with some people i dont really use it real life, just while texting.

now i've noticed that my nephew who is 4 even used "i" "you" lol, he knows the concept of first second persons in both languages, and no longer refers to himself in the third person. but lately his parents talk to him in malay using "i" "you". funny to watch in a 4 year old. i must say.

i have taken all this to another level, and have started using "i" "you" while talking in terengganu english. (ie: i dok tau la bakpe...).

oh the evolution of speech hey.

Friday, June 9, 2017



first i have to want to set a specific time to read. then im the type to never scribble in books. i will never fold any pages either. they are too sacred for me hah. i am how ever an avid note taker. my reason for not desecrating any books is so that the next time i read it i can get a new perspective.

esp divine books like the quran. its the middle of ramadhan btw. ahead of a long weekend. have to plan my 3 days.

Thursday, May 11, 2017


i had various topics in my head on what to write about next. im going to follow the single word theme. hope it jogs something when i do finally get down to it.


im currently listening to the excellent series about the life of Muhammad saw by Anwar alawlaki. i finally understood how to say pbuh. only the first time u hear it in a sitting is compulsory, then the next times are recommended.

im also listening to a series of talks by 80,000 hours which i love. i think i have found work which i find fulfilling.

i love how their concept of pledging 10% of your income to charity is exactly the same as the concept of zakat. they just havent discovered it yet i think. i might write to them.

im finally signing up for the mercy mission volunteer training and hope i can get deployed soon.

i borrowed and bought several books and in the middle of all of them at various stages but just finished reading the languages of love of children, which i love, coz its so simple to grasp and i hope i can apply it to the kiddos.

i have to read the rest of what alanis mentioned in her podcast, maybe the main books first.

dan siegels work on integrated neurobiology is great, he describes the triad of brain mind and relationship. and the 3Rs reflection, resilience and relationships.

ill try resume the YM prescription challenge. it was on a hiatus coz i forgot to do it and ddnt jot it down.

my parents are away on a cruise. i have yet to go on a cruise myself.

im currently into salsation. i prefer classes as opposed to events where you dont get much of a workout done. there's videos and photogs. and guys n girls. im very open but i have set my limits. i have started making my own personal rules and this is one of them.

the other is i dont lend money out, if i give out money, i dont expect it back. if u do want to return it thank you. less ill feelings from both sides.

Sunday, May 7, 2017


the first commandment was read. iqra.

but who wrote the words. God.

i guess i wanted to write about writing. maybe in another post

Friday, May 5, 2017

big talk

ive become a hypocrite =P one of those things i detest is haha blogging from the office. i used to blog a lot, during med student days, i still love reading my posts then . as ive explained earlier, i stoppped when i started working then i went on with fb full force. i graduated to ig for things closer at heart. i used to have a spatter of tumblr crazed phase too. here i am blogging from the office during lunch time. i think writing is therapeutic, especially when you put it out there. regardless of whether people read them or not. that explains those lengthy fb posts everyone has. but theres a time and place for everything, and fb posts just doesnt do it for me. its hard to reference. but that explains the herd of medics and those in this very intense field who write books! maybe this should turn into a full post about writing. writing lets you put those fuzzy thoughts down and sorts them out into tangible meaningful words.   

so anyway, had a youtube tedx talk binge last night and i found out a few things. first thing ill post about is big talk . i love her story how she suddenly got famous then felt detached. then she reconnected with herself by having a big talk with her self in the form of journal entries. which i will try in my private journal. which has long been neglected too. i ignored everyone including myself. so no self talk.

anyway this is similar to something alanis talked about in her podcast about inner bonding.

ill try to get some of the smaple questions from their instagram and start having big talks.

know yourself to know God.

Thursday, May 4, 2017


God swore by it. it seems an intangible concept. well you cant see time. is it your life ticking by?

how do u explain time to a 3 year old. tadi (just now) could mean anything from 5 minutes ago to 2 weeks ago. and if they want something its NOW. its where they live; in the now. if she wants the dinosaur, its now, not 5 minutes later after her sister has finished playing with it. now is now.

how about tomorrow? or a few days later? how do you explain that? i tried by saying well its when you sleep and wake up and sleep and wake up and sleep and wake up many many times. they she reasoned with me she already slept a moment ago. it was her noon nap.

i wouldn't phantom it, but time heals. i wouldn't believed myself saying this now then. when i was broken and shattered and in so much pain. i wouldn't believe where i am now.

time is makhluk, God's creation. another dimension.

Time is relative.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017


 a message i got at 3.44am that day.

other people who share the same bday as me: david beckham, princess charlotte, and the latest one is just yesterday; my lovely new tenant's first born child.

it was a normal day. i took the day off work tho.

then i had several conversations with people i only have contact with once a year. funny.

im becoming one of those patients who dont know how old they are coz they cant keep track anymore, they just tell you what year they are born.

hb to me then. thank you mama and abi.

Friday, April 28, 2017

spread the khayr

ive tried several times to write and keep a gratitude journal going. today we'll try again.

this is a story about how i didnt have to pay for a parking fine.

today the new inhabitants of the little blue house in tsk officially signed the tenancy agreements. i finished off work and got a good hour of salsation (ofcourse). so enroute back, i went to get my parking validated. and i had about a dozen (bakers dozen to be exact) of sushi king coupons which i knew i wouldnt be able to use before their expiry date in 2 days, so i gave it to the receptionist guys. they thanked me. (and semi flirted with me asking me for dinner haha smpt lg)

i then went to get my free drink at boost juice! they already changed their styro cups to cardboard, i dunno if its the right choice or not since watching that styro vs paper theory. anyway they had a new menu! and while i was trying to figure out what to order. actually i kept changing my order while considering whether or not to get the protein supreme or red royale. i managed to annoy the smoothie girl too. i donno what the equivalent of a barista is in juice bars. i finally settled on the protein option as i just had a work out. even tho i dont think i would go for another hour session later. she said the drink will take a while, why dont i have a seat.

(i actually wanted to redeem it last week but the shell branch ran out of original sized cups so it wont be worth the free drink. this time i managed to get the most expensive smoothie in the biggest cup. 7 more drinks to go till my next free cup, if i calculate correctly, it be about 9% discount on each of my drinks, as i usually order one that costs about rm 15, i think ill try another strategy and order the cheaper fruit juices. hm but i need my protein)

instead i went to look for the flash sales in cold storage. usually they have a table out for food expiring soon and it goes for way cheap. i walked around and he presto some waitrose smoked haddock were on sale for rm1 each! i basically cleaned them out. there was another lady beside me and split our loot. i walked away with 17 packs. my savings was rm263.33. they were mostly 12.49 each but 2 of them were actually rm31.49. i should be on extreme couponing but without the coupons. 93.9% savings woot!

i went back to pick up my drink and gave that annoyed smoothie girl some of my loot. she thanked me and wished me prosperity.

ok heres the real story i was in a rush and parked at the side of the road, coz my initial plan was to run in get my drink and run out. the stall was near the entrance. took longer than expected coz of my little detour picking up 2 plastic bags worth of frozen fish dinners. as i walked out, i was peering to see if there was any notices on my wipers, then i saw a police car! hahaha i was laughing in my head and grinned sheepishly at him. and i did a little jog to my car, he just parked in front of mine. he signalled its alright and said if i was 2 minutes late i wouldve got a ticket. i looked at the car behind mine, and his partner was busy writing out a little summons. huhu.


got home and salamed my parents before their journey back to kampung to their little bungalow there. sous vide-ed my smoked herring.

i wish i had pictures of everything, but my phone battery ran out. no charger. why its on here and not on instagram lol.