Damnit, no more sleeping naked for a whole month.
Yes, the Ramadan has once again embrace the world, and here I am stuck with hormones whenever I see my husband's nipples be bared against the cold reality of my sight. Just when we declared our undying passion with one another and vowed to have daily sexual intercourse, fasting days are pimpin' their weaves at us. Ah yes, being the newlyweds that we are, emotions are going rampant on our crotches.
However, I can always resort into something that has been a passion of mine for ages: COOKING.
Dates (the fruits), are quite the annual treats when it comes to Ramadan in Indonesia. It's like chocolates on Valentines' Day in Japan, roast turkeys on Thanksgiving, and flashing boobs on Mardi Gras for beads. Really, the overexposure is enormous and you can't help yourself from complying along with the rave. During the whole month, is all about date cheesecakes, date wafers, date green teas (I really suggest you to avoid this at any cost), date pies, date brownies, and it goes one and on and on. The good thing about this particular type of fruit is that because of its near-extreme sweetness, usually result the absence of cane sugar in the final food product. Meaning that we could simply rely on fructose alone instead of glucose.
I like to eat and make balanced food, and by balanced, I mean food which taste got that perfect mesh between the spices/ingredients being incorporated into it. If it's a sweet base, then I'd prefer something either semi-contradictory as in salty or something neutral such as creamy. If it's a savory thing, then I mix and matches of all kinds of herbs, and never a focused flavor. Now, in the matter of dates, I add the existence of cheese (be it cheddar or cream or both, heehee) right in between a sliced-open piece of Medjool date. Ah, 'tis perfect.
I do wish I have pictures to present, but... well, excuses, excuses.
-Tev-
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