The Mishap



Moral of the story: Beware of strange things you might find in my kitchen. They might not be what you think. I had thought this was wild rice that a friend left in my kitchen when she moved to Chicago. Apparently, no, this was pulut hitam my mom left in my kitchen a year ago.
This goof-up ranks up there with the green nasi lemak experience and the expired food incident. (with a lot of sugar, pandan essense and coconut milk, I was however able to salvage this into an acceptable dessert. Now I just have to convince my American girlfriend the carrots are meant to be there. Shhh...)
7 Comments:
LOL... black bbur chacha maybe? ^_~
ur green nasi lemak incident is farnee too!
think those two rice..the shape are different?? pulut tend to be rounder than the wild rice??
hehehe...how's the snow situation??
I never eat wild rice.
Your friend from Chicago
ROTFLOL... this ranks up there with Caryn's turkey. :P
Dear friend from Chicago/Ront:
I have never cooked wild rice or pulut hitam, nor have I ever handled them uncooked. I am a wild rice virgin.
Hence, they looked the same to me.
*glares at yeepei*
:P
Muahahahaha!!
Stay away from the kitchen...
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