First and foremost, breakfast is a very important meal of the day!!! But, you can skip all the fuss and hecticness of elaborate cooking in the morning, just take my advice, cooking in the morning should be fun, simple and pleasurable.

First the ingredients, 2 loafs of bread, 2 eggs, mayoneise, chilli (tomato) sauce, fresh cutted tomato, onions, minced pickles, 1/2 cup fullcream milk, and imperatively butter!

1. Brushed the bread with milk (it gives moist inside the bread later on), afterwards brushed it with some eggs.

2. Heat the pan with a very little amount of butter (1 teaspoon), then panned the bread, make sure to toss (ah tossing, such a chef-like) all sides of the bread, until dark or brownish. Put aside the bread.

3. Beat the eggs, put salt if u like, then fried it with a bit of butter. Make sure not to overcook it, I like my omlette medium.

4. So simple, lay the omlette between the toasts (lovely brown-yellowis bread), add the mayoneise, chilli sauce, onions and minced pickled also in between the toasts.

Don’t be afraid if u burn the bread, well, some people like it crisp See the secret is the milk, by brushing milk to your breads, it gives subtleness and avoids bitterness if u accidently burnt it

Salam Sejahtera beloved friends, thanks for viewing my Blogg.

Thanks for all your Nyepi Greetings, I’m warmed with love!!! Thanks to Early, God Bless U.

I miss Nyepi in Bali, it is the most subliminal feeling. Missing my baby sister Ayu in Australia, Auuuuuu I miss cuddling with u sweetheart, have ur self a peaceful Nyepi in Sydney.

I miss my Grand parents, Kakyang sareng Ninik, rahina Nyepi nggih…

My best friends in Denpasar, Anita, Dina, Sayuri, met Nyepi yah

Last but never least, Selamat Nyepi to u all, may the spirit of Nyepi gives us the power of virtue and the courage to overcome suffering. Titiang ngaturang rahina Nyepi mugi2 rahajeng sareng sami, Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti.

Hii yaa guys, good morning, n this is my morning activity on a rainy saturday. I’m giving u a very simple recipe for a wonton vegetarian. Okay all u need is, some flour (preverably cornflour, but anything is possible), 20 sheets of wontons (u know those thin layers dough to make ‘bakwan’ or ‘batagor’, so easy to buy), 1 egg beaten, 250 g of spinach (2 ounces or so), 2 teaspoon of ginger, a pinch of salt, and fried onions (or bawang merah goreng/ yummmy my fave ingredients)

1. Boil the spinach, afterwards, put it aside n let it dry (to prevent it going soggy)

2. After draining the spinach, chop it to small pieces, then mix it with the chopped ginger, salt, n the fried onions.

3. Lay the wonton wrappers, sprinkle with flours, then in the middle of it put ur spinach mix for 1-2 teaspoon. Brush the edges with egg, therefore u can wrap it, n they stick very nicely.

4. After wrapping aroung 20-or so wontons, preheat ur pan, make sure your  cooking oil is enough that the wontons is deep fried.

5. 1-2 minutes the wontons will puff up and turn golden, they are so divine!!

Okay, so serve with chilli sauce, I like mine with seafood chilly sauce, eat while its hot, yummmmmm.

Happy comfort cooking, take care guys.

Unfortunately I’m getting a soar throat, after 48 hours non stop of recording my 2nd album, my body retaliate. In addition to my pain I have rigorous schedule of lecturing, that I cannot possibly escaped. Anyway, I enjoy lecturing, not merely the teaching process, but just simply absorbing what the young minds have to say. My students are so brainy, funny, and an entirely joyful friends. Gosh, now feeling a bit feverish,

I want to say thank you to Myr who just taught me how to link a blog (I know I’m such a clueless tech girl), yea down with meat eaters hahahaha! thanks Myr! Also to Kristina, thanks for ur kind heartwarming email, I love all of ur mails (They’re long and arduous, but thank u) Sorry for the delay of my album, I know people, its so intoralerable

Thank u for reading my blog, keep in touch everybody, God Bless U and take care.

Luv yas.

In the art of cooking, sometime failure is the only way to understand your ingredients. 2 cups of flour, 1/2 cup of unsalted butter, and 1 cup of milk. Baking cupcakes are like practicing mathematics, its all about the immaculate mix, how to beat 3 eggs slowly without causing lumps or air inside the dough. It takes patience, passion, but most of all is the love for the cake. Visualize, and take the effort to stir or to pour into the pan. After baking for an hour under 160′ celcius, your labour pays off, in soft, enticing, so delicious tiny cupcakes.  The experience gives comfort to your heart, when doing so, you enjoy every minute as if its therapeutical to your soul. Have your cupcakes with your loved ones, with a cup of tea, or just indulge your self, to read a book with the companionship of the cupcakes.

Guruku tercinta selalu menasehatiku, "kelemahanmu akan menjadi kekuatanmu.." Saat itu kupikir dia eksentrik, atau gila, tapi ucapannya tersimpan rapih di dalam benakku.

Kemudian ketika aku tersungkur berlimpah-limpah air mata, ia katakan dengan belaian yang memabukan, "Betul, cinta memang pahit, niscaya melampaui empedu, tapi cinta juga manis, niscaya melampaui apapun."

Selalu menyelipkan buku di dalam genggamanku, "Hormatilah pengetahuan, tanpanya kau hanya yatim piatu yang mengembara tersesat di dunia ini. Namun tinggikanlah ia seperti seorang kekasih, yang selalu kau rindu dan butuhkan.."

Karena itu, aku tumbuh dengan prinsip-prinsip ini, yang aku puja dan kujadikan kerangka di dalam tubuhku. Meski menghadapi tempaan maha berat, aku mencoba menghibur diri, bercerai mata untuk sesaat, nantinya pasti bersatu kembali

There is a pleasure in simple things, to laugh about ones past, instead of regreting what time has pillage. To enjoy a hurricane, in the middle of the night, or simply snugling with my dogs. I love my unlikely pleasures, that has nothing to do with vanity nor wealth. To bake buttermilk cake, silently, in my cornered kitchen 2 AM in the morning. Looking at my mother while she’s preparing dinner, the simple yet immeassureable pleasure. To love a book and cheerish its knowledge, greatful, because in its absence I would not learn anything, thus I’d be nothing. To celeberate life through my poetry, to sing and trancend my greatest fear, happiness, or even love.

These are my treasures, that without them, I would have been ordinary.

Dini hari, after cooking lemon sponge cake

Terima kasih untuk messages yg masuk inbox aku, trully I’m so happy, untuk support, n ur kind attention. Dearest, maaf tidak semua bs dibalas, karena keterbatasan waktu jarang on line n dengan jumah messages yg banyak sekali. Tapi semoga blog ini bisa menjawab the most frequent questions.

1. Album sedang underway, maaf lama sekali karena terus terang I love my campus, n had been focusing on my academic credentials for the past 3 years, krn sekarang sudah free, jadi mulai serius menyanyi lagi. Selain itu sekarang kesibukannya membantu departemen filsafat untuk mengajar beberapa mata kuliah, it really make me happy My album will be produced by Pay (BIP), and kerja sama bareng Balawan, Budjana, Sandy, Coky, and many interesting musicians. Be patience, art work takes time guys…

2. Banyak yg penasaran tentang sejarah lembayung bali, well guess what, the important thing is just enjoy the song, other than that, it doesn’t really matter right Anyway, love is.. easy come and most definitely easy go, don’t think too much about it.

3. Yes, I’m a veggetarian, for 8 years now

4. My poetry Jiwa Putih dijual di Gramedia n QB, kalau ada yang mau order via mail tinggal message alamat kamu, n transfer pembayaran via rekening management, dijamin sampai kok

Please do send me ur messages, selalu aku baca, n selalu buat hidupku jadi berwarna.

From my deepest heart, my gratitude, n my love

SD.

Nataliaku lahir bertepatan dengan hari natal, 17 tahun yang lalu. Matanya besar, seolah-olah siap menelan dunia dengan terangnya, luar biasa cantik. Di depan cermin menggunakan gaun menyanyiku, ia selalu berucap nakal, kelak lia akan menjadi tuan putri.  Malam harinya ia selalu menyusup ke dalam selimutku, dan bertutur manja, "Yas, lia takut, boleh bobo sama yayas…" Aku mengiyakan dan menunggunya tertidur.

Kenakalan, cetusan-cetusan yang selalu diutarakannya, "Yas ayo menari!" Mengambil tanganku dan berputar-putar tanpa pernah mengkhawatirkan jatuh. Nataliaku seorang pembangkang, ingin keluar dari kejenuhan hidup, ingin hidup tanpa rasa sesal.

Banyak hal-hal yang ingin kuucapkan kepadanya, aku rindu, aku tidak mungkin hidup tanpanya, aku ingin menari bersamanya. Yang selalu mengganggu tidurku, menggerogoti kewarasanku…

Di hari kematiannya, kurasa kemauan dan ambisi kehidupanku turut mati bersamanya. Ikut terbakar, ketika mengkremasikannya, ikut hanyut di samudera ketika melepaskan abunya.

Sesuatu yang tidak terganti, yang pedihnya semakin berpuluh-puluh kali lipat, setiap hari menjadi perjuangan, menjadi hampa yang melelahkan.