cooking is a sign of survival to me.
well ,have been wanting to make chicken kurma & finally i get to made it yesterday ,it turned out so good, tasted as good as mom's recipe.i din't follow any recipe, but to only rely on my instincts and remembering those basic steps i saw my mom did .
i had to call mom for a finishing tip, she just told me to keep on stirring to ensure that the coconut milk was well cook under a low pressure of heat.
right after maghrib i gave her a call & she replied with "dah boleh kahwin,dah boleh cari boyfriend"
so much for greenlight..lol
& dad congratulated me through a text message.
p/s; my parents and I live away 30 minutes .