<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:50:33.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggplant Parmesan Again?</title><subtitle type='html'>The first time I made eggplant parmesan, my husband loved it. Okay, I'm a bonafide cook now, I thought. Some time later, with a new-found confidence, I asked him, "Eggplant parmesan again?" and he readily agreed. I've made it yet again since then and even  improved on it. Always room for improvement, whether it's eggplant parmesan or shepherd's pie or even bread pudding. Trial and error. Pass or fail.  No matter. I've learned not to be afraid of that oven!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-6408033648160347427</id><published>2009-08-04T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:25:05.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pork Cutlets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SmDtidxjUHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/at4CuqSsSKg/s1600-h/cutletsupclose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SmDtidxjUHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/at4CuqSsSKg/s400/cutletsupclose.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359544732934688882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork cutlets is a dish from my childhood. Loved it.  Still do. Best eaten with grainy, white rice and the tomato sauce (onions, tomato ketchup, water, tomato wedges). Good as leftovers too either with rice again, bread, or by itself. Delicious finger food. When I was eating pork cutlets for lunch at work (back when we were still living in Southern California), someone came in and called them meatballs. I think I winced inwardly as they were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; meatballs to me, they were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pork cutlets&lt;/span&gt;.  Of course they were often described as meatballs because of their shape and pork cutlets around here are not shaped like meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this second definition of cutlet from Answers.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A patty of chopped meat or fish, usually coated with bread crumbs and fried; a flat croquette.&lt;/span&gt; Okay, I can breathe again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer pork and chicken to beef (unless it's another old favourite like beef with kai lan) which is another reason why I enjoy eating these cutlets. The pork cutlets that I love and know so well are minced or ground pork mixed with mashed potatoes, soy sauce, salt, pepper, chopped green onions then coated with egg and bread crumbs and fried in hot oil. Those are the ingredients I remember. I sometimes use Italian bread crumbs instead of Plain or a combination of both. I have yet to try it with panko bread crumbs but maybe I will one of these days. The crunchier, the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine have a tendency to get rather dark too quickly when I fry a second or third batch in the pan for the oil gets too hot. I usually fry them over a medium heat. I wanted them crisp on the outside and I also wanted the meat cooked on the inside. I've been pretty successful so far and we enjoy a pork cutlet and rice dinner every so often. And if there wasn't any of the tomato sauce left, I'd usually heat up the leftover cutlets in the microwave oven (no longer crispy but at least they were hot) and then eaten with rice and bottled sambal oelek. There had to be some sort of sauce or chilli accompaniment and there have been times when I wished I also had sambal belachan at home.  Now &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;would have been delicious as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnkUEEqPzkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/J9wJtgti1Us/s1600-h/papertowel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnkUEEqPzkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/J9wJtgti1Us/s400/papertowel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366342491191627330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pork cutlets remind me of my Singapore home, my childhood, and the people around me at the time including, or especially, Ah Eng, Ah Yeng and Ah Choo, who cooked and cleaned for us at different times over the years.  And I remember Ah Eng the most because I actually remember her frying the pork cutlets (either for lunch or dinner) and I would go into the kitchen and ask to sample one or two (or three!) that were already cooked. Another nice memory and maybe that's the best part of all. Plus they taste good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-6408033648160347427?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6408033648160347427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=6408033648160347427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/6408033648160347427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/6408033648160347427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/pork-cutlets.html' title='Pork Cutlets'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SmDtidxjUHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/at4CuqSsSKg/s72-c/cutletsupclose.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-5107157364331033907</id><published>2009-08-04T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:16:56.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I give my life, a sacrifice of love for you"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/DCmLmZDpB4I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/DCmLmZDpB4I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the description of the video from the YouTube website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This is My Body" was inspired through a conversation that Fr. Pavone had with Dana about the comparison between the words "This is My Body" as used by Jesus to give us eternal life, and as used by abortion supporters to defend the taking of life. Fr. Pavone gave Dana the brochure that he had written about this comparison, and suggested that a song should be written to convey this powerful message. Within a few hours, Dana called him back and said that she had the song basically written! After subsequent meetings and sitting together at the piano, Fr. Frank and Dana were satisfied that the finished product would inspire pro-life people worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the song, Dana plays the role of a woman who has had an abortion. Gretchen sings as a woman who believes in the "right to choose." And Mark plays the role of Jesus, who teaches us to sacrifice ourselves for others. They each do this using the same words, "This is My Body." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-5107157364331033907?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5107157364331033907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=5107157364331033907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/5107157364331033907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/5107157364331033907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-my-body.html' title='&quot;I give my life, a sacrifice of love for you&quot;'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-5642994984612413551</id><published>2009-08-04T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:27:44.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrot Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnhBOjECCbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gJjBmBUH9jI/s1600-h/carrot+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnhBOjECCbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gJjBmBUH9jI/s400/carrot+cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366110674198071730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first attempt at baking a carrot cake. The recipe can be found &lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes.aspx/carrot-cake"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/"&gt;Betty Crocker&lt;/a&gt; web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was for hubby's birthday as he had requested a carrot cake. And he wanted a heavy cake. All the recipes I found online mentioned how dense their cakes were. Sounded good to me! I had either whipped the frosting too much (till it got too thin to spread) or it was affected by the heat as it was pretty hot that day. Anyways, I managed to frost the cake and added walnuts to make it somewhat pretty. It wasn't the best-looking cake but at least it tasted good. Hubby was very pleased with it and enjoyed it again and again, sometimes with extra frosting on the cake as I'd kept the remaining frosting in a bowl and refrigerated it along with the cake. I have to admit that I didn't care for it when I first tried a piece. It tasted all right. But it did taste better the next day. The next time I bake a carrot cake, I'll be sure to add more frosting in between the layers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lots&lt;/span&gt; more. You can hardly see any frosting in mine (yes, I was a stingy poker in that department).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnhDrIQFWZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_YXhiGsdKuA/s1600-h/carrot+cake+slice.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnhDrIQFWZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_YXhiGsdKuA/s400/carrot+cake+slice.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366113364240325010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bookmarked two other carrot cake recipes and will be sure to try another one some other time. And, hopefully, it will be a prettier cake!  Practice makes perfect, as they say. Gotta keep practicing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-5642994984612413551?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5642994984612413551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=5642994984612413551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/5642994984612413551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/5642994984612413551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/carrot-cake.html' title='Carrot Cake'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SnhBOjECCbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gJjBmBUH9jI/s72-c/carrot+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-7786269438639139319</id><published>2009-08-02T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:19:03.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Bread, One Body</title><content type='html'>I felt compelled to post this video when I saw it on YouTube the other day. And when one feels compelled to do something, well, one just has to do it, I suppose. Especially when I read today's gospel reading which included the following lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So they said to him, "Sir, give us this bread always."&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me will never hunger, and whoever believes in me will never thirst."&lt;br /&gt;(John 6:34-35)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now how can anyone ignore that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved this hymn. And I also like the images in this video. And I wish reverence for the Mass would make a comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ggPW0qOZdyI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/ggPW0qOZdyI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this blog is evolving into something else. Yes, it was inspired by food, initially, but it was never meant to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;be about food. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is the Bread of Life after all. What more could we want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-7786269438639139319?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7786269438639139319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=7786269438639139319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/7786269438639139319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/7786269438639139319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-bread-one-body.html' title='One Bread, One Body'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-3530259594122888366</id><published>2009-07-23T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:38:09.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biscuits and Gravy</title><content type='html'>Yup, I did it. It was my first attempt and it was a success or a fluke (one can't tell these things). We already had some leftover dough for the savoury cheese biscuits and hubby wanted biscuits and gravy for breakfast so I made the gravy as per his instructions. I also made a discovery about the cheese biscuits. I don't think the dough can be kept too long. I doubt if dough can be kept too long anyway. Each time I baked the biscuits from the same batch, they looked browner on the top and just a little odd, a little flaky. So maybe it would be best to bake as many as possible except that we couldn't possibly eat them all. But then again, mine didn't look like the biscuits pictured in the recipe either when I made them fresh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh3rApYbEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/t3Wt9kF4XQU/s1600-h/245x245-cheesebiscuits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh3rApYbEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/t3Wt9kF4XQU/s400/245x245-cheesebiscuits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361666937176222786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Savoury cheese biscuits from &lt;a href="http://www.oregonstreetteacompany.com/"&gt;Oregon Street Tea Company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do. Mine were nice and fluffy on the inside and were delicious. Will see what I can do the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the gravy, I followed the recipe hubby gave me as he'd been making it for years, having eaten (and loving) it since young. Over the years, he tried to get an actual recipe but was only told a bit of this, add a little of that. I was making it for one person so it was 2 tablespoons flour, 2 tablespoons butter, 2 cups milk, lots of salt and pepper. Melt the butter slowly over medium heat (it was actually fascinating to watch the pat of butter slowly dwindle down in size and I found myself staring at it in wonder - nope, I can't explain it either), add the flour and stir slowly to form a roux, mixing really well. Add the milk slowly and continue stirring over medium heat until it thickens. So I continued stirring and was afraid to walk away from the stove and wanted to serve it hot over the biscuits and so didn't take a picture of it. So I found a picture on the web and it looked something like this (no, really):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh7CU3BanI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bdjy_9bfq-0/s1600-h/MakingGravy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh7CU3BanI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bdjy_9bfq-0/s400/MakingGravy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361670636274018930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://whatscookingamerica.net/Bread/MomBiscuitsGravy.htm"&gt;What's Cooking America&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ladled the gravy over the biscuits and served them hot. Lots and lots of gravy. I sampled a little bit and I liked it. There was still some gravy left over so it could have been for two persons (if the second person didn't mind less gravy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh8JTLy6cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/H-GDjdNd3v0/s1600-h/biscuits-and-gravy-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh8JTLy6cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/H-GDjdNd3v0/s400/biscuits-and-gravy-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361671855594990018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.mamas-southern-cooking.com/biscuits-and-gravy-recipe.html"&gt;Mama's Southern Cooking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above (found on the web) is sort of how the biscuits and gravy looked except that mine was milk gravy without any crumbled sausage or any other meat in it. And you couldn't see the biscuits at all for they were smothered in gravy. There are scores of gravy recipes out there and for now, I'm quite satisfied with this one since it worked out just fine. My first attempt at making gravy was actually a success. Let's see how it turns out a second time! Oh yes, and have the camera at the ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-3530259594122888366?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3530259594122888366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=3530259594122888366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/3530259594122888366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/3530259594122888366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/biscuits-and-gravy.html' title='Biscuits and Gravy'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Smh3rApYbEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/t3Wt9kF4XQU/s72-c/245x245-cheesebiscuits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-4415895842820787458</id><published>2009-07-10T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:06:44.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Savory Cheese Biscuits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Slf_x-R7JqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OFYTCeGfg08/s1600-h/twobiscuits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Slf_x-R7JqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OFYTCeGfg08/s400/twobiscuits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357031515777345186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is from the &lt;a href="http://www.oregonstreetteacompany.com/"&gt;Oregon Street Tea Company&lt;/a&gt;. They used to have a shop in town and I went there a few times to have their high tea. Yes, including fine china, scones, devonshire cream, sandwiches and desserts. It was one of those lovely treats that one allowed oneself to indulge in every once in a long while. They also had a delicious quiche which I now miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really one for biscuits at the beginning but soon got used to them as there weren't any scones around. We were used to the Pillsbury brand and others but recently, I found myself wanting to make them from scratch (yes, big surprise) and I'd always wanted to try this recipe ever since I saw it on the web site. It actually turned out quite well and I found myself eating more than one or two. Quite filling too, really. (And I wonder how many calories...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Slf_ioCxWdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/33-OvuuGjUs/s1600-h/readyfortheoven.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Slf_ioCxWdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/33-OvuuGjUs/s400/readyfortheoven.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357031252110170578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ready for the oven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Savory Cheese Biscuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;*2 cups self-rising flour&lt;br /&gt;*1 teaspoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;*1/2 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;*1 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;*1 cup grated cheddar cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;*Preheat oven to 425 degrees Fahrenheit.&lt;br /&gt;*Mix flour and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;*Cut in butter until mixture resembles small peas.&lt;br /&gt;*Add sour cream and cheese and blend thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;*Roll out dough on a floured board. (Mixture may need a little extra flour).&lt;br /&gt;*Cut with a biscuit cutter and put on an ungreased pan.&lt;br /&gt;*Bake for 10-12 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlgAbCIcTII/AAAAAAAAAFU/cRxDffOC2eA/s1600-h/threebiscuits.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlgAbCIcTII/AAAAAAAAAFU/cRxDffOC2eA/s400/threebiscuits.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357032221185952898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freshly baked biscuits, the one in front broken in half, revealing the melted cheddar cheese. As Rachael Ray says, "Yummo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have a biscuit cutter, I've been using the rim of a champagne glass (as I didn't want them too big). I made a small batch this afternoon and wrapped the remaining dough in saran wrap and refrigerated it till dinner-time. For the second batch, I used the rim of a wine glass, wanting a slightly larger biscuit. Turned out quite well. Now to get me a biscuit cutter if I'm going to be baking these biscuits on a semi-regular basis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-4415895842820787458?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4415895842820787458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=4415895842820787458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/4415895842820787458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/4415895842820787458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/savory-cheese-biscuits.html' title='Savory Cheese Biscuits'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Slf_x-R7JqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OFYTCeGfg08/s72-c/twobiscuits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-8161703568820708812</id><published>2009-07-09T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:34:34.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Wayang</title><content type='html'>This used to be a familiar scene when I was oh, so much younger and innocent. I can still picture it in my head especially the night scene. I seem to remember a dirt road. People coming and going. And the music. And that familiar stage for it was very familiar once upon a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlX_ekqyKSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QwmylUdrLxk/s1600-h/street_opera_day17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlX_ekqyKSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QwmylUdrLxk/s400/street_opera_day17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468232531355938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://cantonopera.tripod.com/index.html"&gt;Cantonese Opera&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlX_ofXBjLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1qAhTHHOS-c/s1600-h/streetwayang14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlX_ofXBjLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1qAhTHHOS-c/s400/streetwayang14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468402904992946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://cantonopera.tripod.com/index.html"&gt;Cantonese Opera&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has all been taken for granted and stored away. There were times when I visited Singapore and would hear the familiar strains of a Chinese opera being performed. And I longed to be a part of it, sitting there in the audience, watching and listening to something that was now slightly foreign and yet so familiar. I remember being lifted up as a little girl so that we could visit backstage. It's a nice memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-8161703568820708812?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8161703568820708812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=8161703568820708812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/8161703568820708812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/8161703568820708812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/chinese-wayang.html' title='Chinese Wayang'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlX_ekqyKSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QwmylUdrLxk/s72-c/street_opera_day17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-4342598880299230203</id><published>2009-07-08T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T06:57:10.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sambal Fried Rice</title><content type='html'>These days, fried rice is usually made with newly cooked rice instead of leftover rice. I try to let the rice cool down and sit a while. That's about as "leftover" as it gets, I guess.  We eat long-grain, jasmine rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dish was made because I also had leftover pork. It wasn't char siew (barbecued pork), which would have been better, but pork worked just as well for me as I wanted it to have a bit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bite"&lt;/span&gt;.  The pork was uncooked so it was diced and fried. Spam is another favourite. For this dish, I  deep fried the cubed spam before adding it to the rice, which I never used to do.  Besides the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bite,"&lt;/span&gt; I also wanted a bit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"crunch".&lt;/span&gt;  I later regretted it as that made it saltier. Or maybe I added too much spam, couldn't tell. I also added Nonya Sambal as well as Mrs. Dash Extra Spicy Seasoning (a staple in our pantry/larder/cupboard along with Mrs. Dash Original) to spice it up even more.  Love the peppery taste of the Mrs. Dash Extra Spicy.  Goes well with everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlUgKYWzA6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/eFZfNwvGr7E/s1600-h/fried+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlUgKYWzA6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/eFZfNwvGr7E/s400/fried+rice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356222694535922594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a little light soy sauce, fish sauce (I really like its flavour, for some reason), lots of pepper, frozen mixed vegetables, an egg (or eggs) and top it off with spring onions (aka scallions). Oh yes, add the rice towards the end and mix it all up.  Sometimes I fry an omelette and slice it up, sprinkling the pieces over the rice. I love rice. Must have rice. The taste of it is actually very comforting when I haven't had it for a day or so or even longer. It's comforting and familiar and all that's good. Yup, that's how it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-4342598880299230203?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4342598880299230203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=4342598880299230203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/4342598880299230203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/4342598880299230203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/sambal-fried-rice.html' title='Sambal Fried Rice'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlUgKYWzA6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/eFZfNwvGr7E/s72-c/fried+rice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-4000003055435663452</id><published>2009-07-05T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:51:09.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiskey Cakes</title><content type='html'>These are delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlEUdLJ6ItI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tZrMH8jR388/s1600-h/mkchck_18f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlEUdLJ6ItI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tZrMH8jR388/s400/mkchck_18f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355083923363341010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Whiskey Cake (picture from monksbread.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlEUl15BYGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vcvlCL6BI3A/s1600-h/bluebck_foil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlEUl15BYGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vcvlCL6BI3A/s400/bluebck_foil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355084072274190434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blueberry Whiskey Cake (picture from monksbread.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first discovered the Chocolate Chip Whiskey Cake a few years ago and ordered it from &lt;a href="https://monksbread.com/cart/"&gt;Monks' Bread&lt;/a&gt;.  Moist.  Very moist. And dark and delicious and scrumptious. There is a hint of whiskey which is added after the cake is cooled. Some time later, I tried the Blueberry Whiskey Cake, in addition to ordering the Chocolate Chip Whiskey Cake again (had to),  and it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; moist and delicious as well. Again, a subtle whiskey flavour. Other food items for sale include fruitcake, brownies, breads, spreads, preserves, even coffee. Why am I writing about these whiskey cakes?  Don't know except that I have cake on my mind since the banana bread is all gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-4000003055435663452?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4000003055435663452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=4000003055435663452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/4000003055435663452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/4000003055435663452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/whiskey-cakes_05.html' title='Whiskey Cakes'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlEUdLJ6ItI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tZrMH8jR388/s72-c/mkchck_18f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-2637280400301362968</id><published>2009-07-04T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:58:01.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Bread and Cherry Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAsLsxogZI/AAAAAAAAADc/ap-y66M9TKk/s1600-h/banana+bread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAsLsxogZI/AAAAAAAAADc/ap-y66M9TKk/s400/banana+bread.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354828536453038482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I tried out this recipe for &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Banana-Banana-Bread/Detail.aspx"&gt;Banana Bread&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago, we enjoyed it so much that I had to make it again. The first time I made it, I happened to have two bananas that were getting a little too ripe so had to use them right away.  The recipe called for 2-1/3 cups mashed overripe bananas so it obviously wasn't enough and I just had to make do with whatever I had. The result was still delicious but the second time, it definitely was more moist as I added more bananas.  Once I mashed the bananas (I think it was 4 or 5), it still didn't yield 2-1/3 cups so I can only suppose that the next time I make it with the correct amount of mashed bananas, it will taste even better.  Dare I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried making jemput-jemput (banana fritters) with bananas that weren't getting eaten fast enough. Not too bad except that I'm the only one who eats them and they aren't exactly health food.  I'm not sure how "healthy" this banana bread is but it isn't fried so that works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAs7aIihTI/AAAAAAAAADk/rkhGRRTdxHQ/s1600-h/slice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAs7aIihTI/AAAAAAAAADk/rkhGRRTdxHQ/s400/slice2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354829356082562354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different food topic.  Tomatoes. Yes, we have a tomato plant growing in our backyard once again.  What we didn't know was that these were cherry tomatoes. Oops. I never used to like eating tomatoes, absolutely loathed them and I tolerated them. I liked tomato ketchup and spaghetti sauce but that was about it. Over the years, however, I've learned to enjoy tomatoes in salads and other dishes. Once I discovered how delicious they actually were fresh off the vine, I complained no more and looked forward to our own tomato plants.  Vine-ripened tomatoes.  I like those words. Another discovery was sun-dried tomatoes.  Once I tasted it with pasta (either spaghetti or vermicelli), there was no looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAuJO9atdI/AAAAAAAAADs/RAc43NtSavY/s1600-h/green+tomatoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAuJO9atdI/AAAAAAAAADs/RAc43NtSavY/s400/green+tomatoes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354830693112919506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAuUu1n5mI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VCFJ0t5IrUo/s1600-h/green+and+red.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAuUu1n5mI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VCFJ0t5IrUo/s400/green+and+red.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354830890648725090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlC1eGi256I/AAAAAAAAAEU/yHGEki3UxvM/s1600-h/four+tomatoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlC1eGi256I/AAAAAAAAAEU/yHGEki3UxvM/s400/four+tomatoes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354979485701040034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAueo5HzII/AAAAAAAAAD8/AyjYVl2Yzak/s1600-h/ripening.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAueo5HzII/AAAAAAAAAD8/AyjYVl2Yzak/s400/ripening.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354831060851477634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, we also have a few herbs growing in the backyard as well. I don't have a green thumb, sad to say, and we've had better luck growing herbs than flowers. We have basil and greek oregano in the same pot but I only managed to get a decent shot of the basil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAvM0pXExI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UO93Iz04nDM/s1600-h/basil2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAvM0pXExI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UO93Iz04nDM/s400/basil2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354831854280577810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why not end with a good read even though it is totally unrelated: &lt;a href="http://www.renewamerica.us/columns/abbott/090703"&gt;A priest reflects on his anniversary of ordination&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-2637280400301362968?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2637280400301362968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=2637280400301362968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/2637280400301362968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/2637280400301362968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/banana-bread-and-cherry-tomatoes.html' title='Banana Bread and Cherry Tomatoes'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SlAsLsxogZI/AAAAAAAAADc/ap-y66M9TKk/s72-c/banana+bread.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-3056827174101048796</id><published>2009-07-01T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T16:40:50.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwbighYAaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rf8zhQeq--Q/s1600-h/mooncake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwbighYAaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rf8zhQeq--Q/s400/mooncake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353684336696099234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not the mooncake season yet. I can only start ordering from &lt;a href="http://www.keewah.us"&gt;Kee Wah Bakery&lt;/a&gt; some time in August. But I've been thinking about it lately as I really do miss it, for some reason. Not that we actually celebrated the mooncake or Mid-Autumn Festival as it's also called.  But we did eat the mooncakes. That was a sort of celebration in itself, I suppose. It would be quartered and savoured slowly. Best to be eaten when surrounded by like-minded people who also appreciated it. My favourite was lotus seed paste mooncake &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;the egg yolk. For me, plain was best.  Most definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwdT0Nsz_I/AAAAAAAAADM/VwW0AS1CsKM/s1600-h/mooncake+cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwdT0Nsz_I/AAAAAAAAADM/VwW0AS1CsKM/s400/mooncake+cut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353686283307503602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I can only eat so much before I start feeling stuffed and then I get worried that I may have consumed too many calories. And it isn't the same just enjoying it by myself. But I should be thankful that I still get to enjoy it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwefGjwwWI/AAAAAAAAADU/fZewgm_Zsro/s1600-h/flute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwefGjwwWI/AAAAAAAAADU/fZewgm_Zsro/s400/flute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353687576722063714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above mooncakes were courtesy of my mother who posted them to me from Singapore a few years back. I was so thrilled that I took a few pictures to remember the occasion. Eating a quartered piece of mooncake now and then just wasn't the same anymore. My tastebuds were satisfied for a moment before the hollow longing for all that was familiar would come flooding back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-3056827174101048796?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3056827174101048796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=3056827174101048796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/3056827174101048796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/3056827174101048796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/mooncake.html' title='Mooncake'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkwbighYAaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rf8zhQeq--Q/s72-c/mooncake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-526233803720943407</id><published>2009-06-30T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:53:26.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Food</title><content type='html'>There are lots - LOTS! - of local dishes in Singapore that I miss.  I keep thinking about the roti prata and mutton curry at the Casuarina Restaurant at Upper Thomson Road and Nasi Padang at the Rendezvous Hotel. Getting hungry. So I looked through some old photographs and found these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkpvvSXIzUI/AAAAAAAAACU/dCVo9FG8Fao/s1600-h/breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkpvvSXIzUI/AAAAAAAAACU/dCVo9FG8Fao/s400/breakfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353213965256674626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Tau Fu Fah (soya beancurd) in the bowl and Chwee Kueh (steamed rice cake) for breakfast in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Skpv5KEWSXI/AAAAAAAAACc/t8YUESrxDWE/s1600-h/chicken+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Skpv5KEWSXI/AAAAAAAAACc/t8YUESrxDWE/s400/chicken+rice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353214134829074802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken rice with liver for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I was looking through old photographs, I came across this one taken of the Singapore Dance Theatre for some sort of Arts Festival back in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Skpvd6t30jI/AAAAAAAAACM/dILvTOG1Isw/s1600-h/SDT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Skpvd6t30jI/AAAAAAAAACM/dILvTOG1Isw/s400/SDT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353213666851803698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's not always about the food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-526233803720943407?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/526233803720943407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=526233803720943407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/526233803720943407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/526233803720943407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/singapore-food.html' title='Singapore Food'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkpvvSXIzUI/AAAAAAAAACU/dCVo9FG8Fao/s72-c/breakfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-3220545931562990757</id><published>2009-06-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:11:25.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkhnWfZkRMI/AAAAAAAAABU/l7grfecJdvc/s1600-h/PH2009060801479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkhnWfZkRMI/AAAAAAAAABU/l7grfecJdvc/s200/PH2009060801479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352641793213351106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I try out this &lt;a href="http://projects.washingtonpost.com/recipes/2009/06/09/ricotta-and-bittersweet-chocolate-tart/?sid=ST2009060901873"&gt;Ricotta and Bittersweet Chocolate Tart recipe&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I try these &lt;a href="http://flavourswap.blogspot.com/2007/02/ricotta-chocolate-tarts.html"&gt;Ricotta Chocolate Tarts&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Skhn8RsSIqI/AAAAAAAAABc/JXkjcWJcecI/s1600-h/choctart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/Skhn8RsSIqI/AAAAAAAAABc/JXkjcWJcecI/s200/choctart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352642442368787106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second looks darker and richer and oh, so chocolatey.  Although the first one looks pretty mouth-watering too. Both recipes are considered simple and simple is always good. Yup, still undecided. Or maybe I just wanted to look at some chocolate desserts before I call it a night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-3220545931562990757?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3220545931562990757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=3220545931562990757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/3220545931562990757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/3220545931562990757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/undecided_29.html' title='Undecided'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkhnWfZkRMI/AAAAAAAAABU/l7grfecJdvc/s72-c/PH2009060801479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-8552087486500611869</id><published>2009-06-28T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:53:03.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. to the post below</title><content type='html'>One reason I enjoy baking is because it is an exact science. I'm the sort who needs to follow a recipe to the T. Likewise with cooking although the really good cooks seem to tell you to taste as you go, experiment, throw this in, throw that in, etc. etc. Me.... I want to follow that recipe to the T!  So when hubby suggested eggplant parmesan, I searched online and it was this web site that helped me initially: &lt;a href="http://startcooking.com/blog/383/How-to-Make-Eggplant-Parmesan"&gt;http://startcooking.com/blog/383/How-to-Make-Eggplant-Parmesan&lt;/a&gt;.  The detailed explanation and the photos helped a great deal for a visual person like me. I didn't want to fail. Well, I hoped that I wouldn't, anyway.  I also obviously added more mozzarella cheese on top.  We love lotsa cheese!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-8552087486500611869?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8552087486500611869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=8552087486500611869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/8552087486500611869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/8552087486500611869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/ps.html' title='P.S. to the post below'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5379702532032067440.post-420784838160287329</id><published>2009-06-27T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:02:01.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dish that started it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkcJQm7d4jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I0sXOkubku0/s1600-h/eggplantparmesan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkcJQm7d4jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I0sXOkubku0/s320/eggplantparmesan1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352256863085650482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my very first Eggplant Parmesan and it was a success.  Woohoo!  The secret? Panko breadcrumbs! Or was that on my second attempt? My husband enjoyed eating it more than I did as I'm not really a fan of eggplant, at least, not cooked this way. I remembered the eggplant of my youth.  Brinjal, we called it.  Sliced in half and pan-fried in oil. Still, this was delicious and it was hubby who wanted to take a picture of it.  So in a way, this was the dish that started it all. It boosted my confidence. So thank you, Eggplant Parmesan. And yes, I will be cooking you again some time in the future, I'm sure.  There is already a box of panko breadcrumbs just waiting to be used.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5379702532032067440-420784838160287329?l=eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/feeds/420784838160287329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5379702532032067440&amp;postID=420784838160287329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/420784838160287329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5379702532032067440/posts/default/420784838160287329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eggplantparmesanagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/dish-that-started-it-all.html' title='The dish that started it all'/><author><name>Mah-Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11138912407798806282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_upLnAgti9hI/SkcJQm7d4jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I0sXOkubku0/s72-c/eggplantparmesan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
