Ingredients:
2 garlic cloves, crushed
1 tablespoon fish sauce
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1 tablespoon grated fresh ginger
2 tablespoons sweet chili sauce
2 tablespoons chopped fresh coriander
1 tablespoons rice wine vinegar
2 tablespoons white wine
600g (1 1/4 lb) whole snapper, cleaned and scaled (ask your fishmonger to do this)
2 spring onions, cut into thin strips
Method:
1) Preheat the oven to 190 c (375 F/ Gas 5). Place the garlic, fish sauce, lemon juice, ginger, chili sauce, coriander, rice wine vinegar and wine in a jug and mix together well.
2) Place the snapper on a large piece of foil on a baking tray. Pour the marinade over the fish and sprinkle with spring onion.
3) Wrap some foil around the fish like a parcel and place in the oven. Bake for 20-30 minutes or until the flesh flakes easily when tested with a fork. Serve immediately with steamed rice.
Note: My spring onions got burned because I did not wrapped it properly.
I’m getting better each day besides having my tiny little bit of cough. I’m amazed how well I’m getting better and thanks to my dearest hubby. He he he he….. He has to deal with my crap. No more emo, no more craving, no more whatever it is.
I started to have more energy today. So I quickly do laundry and other stuffs that need to be done. I still get tired and dizzy in time. Just like yesterday, I lay on the bed the whole time coz I’m feeling dizzy and tired. So, before I feeling tired, I better do things before it’s too late. The funny thing is, my sweet adorable puppy do whatever I’m doing. I’m not sure if she knew I’m not feeling well but when I sleep, she sleeps. And she can really sleep. And hubby take his nap, she went over and company him and take a nap too. So cute! Guess the weather is nice for her to sleep. But I think, she just happy that both mommy and daddy home for weekend and she better enjoy it while her can.
It’s really nice staying in and does nothing but lazing around. I don’t see a waste of my weekend coz I really feel so happy. You know family time. We watched TV and do our stuffs and it was funny. I’m just getting boring and old. Nothing interesting no more or my puppy had change me. I realized how much I love staying home when I have her. It’s like, I just want to be with her every since second if I can. More like I company her than her companying me. I think we both just too attach to each other. We addicted to each other smell. Ha ha ha ha………………. I can’t sleep if she’s not on the bed with me. She’s 33 weeks now. 8 months old.
I’m sick since Wednesday night. I knew something was wrong when I walked out from the theater. My body was playing games with me. Hot while it’s cold and cold while it’s hot. As I’m getting ready to bed, I’m feeling like having a fever but I’m not so sure and asked Calvin to check on it. He said maybe but not sure. Of course it’s my body so I know better.
The next day, I had a hard time waking up and my whole body was aching. On that moment I knew I’m 100% sick. I had a huge headache and my whole body was weak. I had a hard time walking to the bathroom. I IM Calvin that I’m not feeling well and asking him to get dinner and if possible get me some lunch too. He did both! One funny thing about it was I’m craving for stew pork feet with a lot of ginger but he doesn’t know where to get it. And you know what he wanted to get me? Mee Laksa!! What a funny guy, I’m sick!! HELLO!!! In the end, I choose another type of noodle which is a bad idea. I think the anchovies made it worst by itching my throat and that’s why I’m having a cough right now. Arrggghhhhhhh……………….
This is my first sick for this year and I got to see how a man can treat a woman. I’m talking about my man, alright. I have ton of dishes to do and it been piling and my plan was to wash it on Wednesday night and since I’m not feeling well, I can’t do it but went to bed early. But why thought a man cannot do dishes when he saw dishes piling up? Yes we have dish washer but he refuse to use it because he claimed that I stay home most the time and I can do it by hand. Duh…. Then why we need one then? And look at it now, who going to do it? Still me a sick person! It makes me even sicker. Not sure if my man just a dumb person or just lazy. How good if my mom is here taking care of everything.
Even thou I’m sick. I still do stuffs like laundry. I suppose to rest instead worrying about laundry. I’m not supposed to do dishes when I suppose to rest. And no one comb my baby but I have to do it. It’s hard being a woman. Yes I supposed to take my rest besides blogging but I can’t help myself but to pen it down. I’m just so sick with everything. Why need a man when we do everything by ourselves?
As promised, I am going to write about the fairy tooth. Why 7 + 1??
From the last post, I had mention about the doctor pulled my dog 7 teeth. Yes 7 as I know. Why I did it? It’s not my choice. Trust me; I did not even make that decision. We did a fully body check on her before a surgery just in case she not that healthy. We never did not body check her when we got her from the breeder so why not give her a fully one. She was 6 months on that time and she started growing an adult tooth. And I told the nurse that she teething on that time and she told me that they will check on them.
When I picked her up, the nurse told me that they pulled 7 of them. My reaction was like *wth*? It even made me sadder about it. All I know is to spay her not to pull some teeth. But what can I say when the doctor know the best. I think the adult teeth are growing and her baby teeth still hanging on it. I remember her 2 front teeth are growing but she still has her baby teeth on it. I was worried sick about it. But thank God they came off in time. If not it’s going to be 9 of them. That’s why she drools most the time when she loses her teeth. And we treated her with Caesar as breakfast and dinner. And what we get from that is that she still asked for it or she won’t eat her food. *spoil brat*
And the number 1 is the tooth that we manage to have it why she was playing with us. She was chewing her bone and we found she dropped a baby tooth. It’s so tiny and glad we found it. I saved it up in a box.
Even the 7 of them I asked the nurse to keep it for me when I called them to check on my baby. But you know what, they pulled more than that. Believe or not! I’m shocked when I opened it.
This post a little bit out dated but I still want to post it. How can I not posting this when my baby girl going through all the pain by herself. I remember it was Tuesday the day we all woke up at 7am to get ready. My baby still rolling on the bed and refuses to wake up. She dragging herself to walk which is really really cute and watching us getting ready.
I think she knew something was up and she saw I’m packing her stuffs. She got all excited but she doesn’t know that she going for a surgery. My heart is nervous and scare. Yup scare or I’m feeling sad coz I’m going to leave her there for a day. I never really separated with her before. The only time we separated is she at home and I know her safe. But I never let someone else taking care of her. That’s the biggest challenge for me to trust someone. I know she’s alright but I have my own challenge in life.
When we on the way to the clinic, I wanted to tell Calvin let’s turn back but I can’t. I have to be strong and Calvin kept on teasing me about me missing Cassie. And I’m too stubborn to tell the truth to Calvin coz he will continue to tease me instant of comfort me and that’s why I told him I’m not. The truth is I want to cry. I know I’m silly.
When we reached the clinic, we had to fill up the form. I just want to hold my baby and won’t let go. But it’s for all of us good. I don’t want her to get cancer when she gets old and she will be a lot of pain that these. I want her to be healthy and the best for her. In my eye, I never see her as a dog but a human with 4 legs. No matter how stinky she is, she will still get my hugs and kisses coz she my precious. Should have named her precious. We have to leave her there till they give us a call for pick up.
Walking in the house with no one greeting is a bit odd. Trying to get some sleep but ended up doing something else. Time passes slow and worried about her. Went out with Elaine for lunch and did some shopping but my heart is with Cassie and been quietly prayed in my heart that my baby girl is doing well. I did call to check on her and the nurse was telling me she doing fine and she taking her rest and will call me for pick up. My heart is calm when I heard it but don’t know what to expect when I see her.
Tick tock tick tock and the time are still ticking. I finally received the called that I can pick her up. YAY!!!! And I’m still at the church office discussing about the Bay kids. Wanted to leave so badly but can’t. Arrggghhhh and I are late picking her up when I had been watching the clock like hoax.
Picking her up was the best. I thought her going to be weak but she’s not. She kicking the air and telling me to bring her out from that place. She was shaking as she was scare and how the doctor pulled 7 teeth from her and cut her too. I will show you the teeth on the next entry. She actually very weak when she settles her down in the car. I’m so scare coz she seem so fragile at that moment. Every movement I made, I’m so aware about her stitches from opening.
It’s a hard time for her coz she can’t have a full meal for 2 weeks. She can’t jump or play hard. And not allow going outside. Basically we don’t want her to get infection. It tough but she made it through. Sorry baby for mommy putting you through the pain but look at you know. You are healthy and strong and bigger in size. That’s why you deserve your own closet too. Yes, she has one.
