Haloed Devil

Today was truly a remarkable day for me.. I was able to get reacquainted with my first love... baking... It was not only a refresher course for making a dough.. and decorating a cake.. i got to learn new bread variations as well. It was truly amazing how our two instructors were able to cope with the demand of their bakeshop considering they were only two (one was in charge of bread making, the other cake preparations) and the fact that their kitchen was too limited to operate as a bakeshop kitchen.. They had four chillers - two on top of the other two, a stove, a holding area, two counter tops, an overly used mixer and an old fashioned oven - a very old convection oven, all cramped up in a very small space. A far cry from pastry kitchens I saw back in school, back in my practicum days, and even those times i'd get the chance to bake a cake... Call me naive or whatever, but these guys only had the essentials to run a bakery kitchen. They made do with whatever they had and

A friend of mine sent me a picture and asked me what i think about the guy next to her. Yes her.. I immediately opened the attachment like a curious cat trying to figure out what was inside the can. Trying to interpret a picture?? this was something new... The email attachment was a picture of them seated beside each other. I've seen this guy somewhere.. Ahh yes... among the other pictures she had sent me before.. he was her friend. I have not met this guy yet but the feeling was just strange. I asked her "Is he your boyfriend?". She replied by saying NO! it was a big Fat N O - NO!! "He is just a good friend of mine" she vehemently denies. I replied by saying "Do you have feelings for him?". She answered back by saying "Lessons in life learned from you... Never fall in love with a friend". She was quite touchy with the matter.. "Please don't put color or meaning in our friendship.." she requested. One thing I remember m

I hate the feeling of being alone.. well i think a lot of people hate being alone also.. I hate the feeling of not in control.. it just drives me crazy, but I'm not a control freak. I hate being sick.. i feel alone and i feel i am not in control.. I hate over bearing people.. i am probably one so same poles repel each other.. I hate the feeling of being like a wall paper, a flower vase, a carpet, a doormat.  Lastly I hate it when people lie.. white or what ever, I just don't like it... Dubai's Haloed Devil