How to make Italian style meatballs in Tomato Sauce

I love eating burgers. When I was back in Singapore, I’d usually sink my teeth in one about once a week. Its probably not very healthy, but its such an instant gratification for me.

However, since moving to Italy, I haven’t touched a burger here, being that its close to impossible to find a halal fast food restaurant. But finding a halal butchery wasn’t that difficult in Rome. Thus all I had to do was to make them myself when the craving comes.

Halal Butcher in Rome

The irony is that while Cart and I were in Dubai airport waiting for our transit flight, I was excited to see one of my favourite fast food restaurant. I ordered a burger and almost perversely unwrapped the waxed paper.

Unfortunately, eating it, it was unsatisfying to me. I guess after a year of abstaining, my taste buds changed and I could actually taste the overly processed meat. I guess subconsciously, that’s the reason why I did not even consume one burger while back in Singapore.

Hand made burger

In any case, I was making a batch of burgers not too long ago, when Cart was looking at me in astonishment. He shook his head, cringed and asked me, “Why don’t you make polpette instead? Its one of the foods that made me think long and hard before I became a vegetarian. Its so much better than burgers”

I looked back at him. But I like burgers! Fine! I’ll try to make them with my next batch of meat.

And since I just bought some at the butcher’s last week, here is my attempt at making Polpette Al Sugo, or Meatballs in Tomato Sauce for lunch. Not sure if its the best, but here goes 😛

Polpette Al Sugo

First, I soaked some day old bread with some milk. Here I’m using stylo bread but any bread will do. Squeeze the excess milk and scrape the white from the crust and put it in a mixing bowl.

Polpette Al Sugo

After that, I added with the soaked bread, the minced meat, a clove of mashed garlic, some chopped parsley, salt and pepper, parmigiano cheese, an egg and some chopped onions. It was only later through msn that Cart told me that it wasn’t necessary to add in the onions here. But oh well, too late. It’s mixed already! 😛

Mix them up well and then shape and roll them up into balls. Ooh! They look so pretty!

Polpette Al Sugo

And then leave them aside to relax one corner or put them in the fridge for a few minutes.

Now its time to make the sauce! In a pan of olive oil, fry some chopped onions and basil

Polpette Al Sugo

When the soffrito looks cooked, add in the tomato sauce and add salt to taste and leave it to simmer a while.

Then in another bowl, wake up the well rested meatballs and roll and cover them with some breadcrumbs and then lightly fry it.

Polpette Al Sugo

And then add it gently to the tomato sauce and swirl the pan. You have to be careful here and take care not to break your balls 😛

Add a bit of water to loosen it, cover the pan with a lid and leave the meat to cook for about 15 minutes. Swirl the pan every few minutes or so.

And presto!

Polpette Al Sugo

Now you have Polpette al Sugo!

Its actually very good, so good that I ate like 6 polpette at one sitting … Probably not a good idea for someone who is watching her weight

In any case, its strawberry season here in Italy. And you’d see loads of them being for sale in the wet markets. And they are so sweet!

Strawberries and cream

Its pretty easy to guess what I had for dessert, yes?

Diet? Oh well! I can always exercise these calories away!

Do you get nervous when meeting people?

Donkey years ago, while I was back in school doing my O levels, there was one part of the examinations where you were tested on your ability to speak. You were given a picture, describe it and then later you’ll be given a set of open questions where you are required to talk as fluidly as possible.

Class of 4E6, Bukit View Secondary

I still remember the advice that Ms Gopal, our english and literature teacher dispensed to us, the class of 4E6 :

Class! During your orals, talk as much as you can! Try not to let them prompt you because that means that you don’t have much to say!

And being the art class, as opposed to the pure science students, we were considered, and even expected to be talkative. Many of my classmates would be going about confidently. Talking? It will be easy! All you have to do is just to talk whatever bullshit that you want.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t one of these talkative people. Instead, I took a back seat and would just rather listen and process the information.

When the day of judgement arrived, I tried to find all the courage that I could.

O Level results

It didn’t start off well. The man who was invigilating me looked bored. He never smiled and looked stern. Already, I was feeling uncomfortable. I sat down and gave a nervous smile.

Please begin, he said listlessly.

I was freaking out. What am I supposed to say? Oh gosh, I feel so nervous! My mind is blank right now! I could not bear to look at his bored face, so I looked down in desperation.

And I saw that the invigilator had his shoe out and was dangling it around in boredom and that freaked me out even more. Am I so boring?!

When it all ended, I knew that I did extremely bad in my oral examination. A gargantuan feeling of upset was palpitating inside me and I rushed off to the empty guides room and cried my eyes out.

Now, donkey years later, I still get that feeling sometimes when I meet new people. Although of course, being much older, the years has made me grow better defences. Nevertheless, I still feel stunned when I meet people who gives that look. That is where I start to become mechanical.

I guess there are people who can’t help their body languages but I just don’t feel comfortable. I don’t feel like I can express myself well and give my opinion freely without feeling judged.

It makes me miss the chitchat sessions that I have with my good friends. Even if we have differing opinions, and not share the same thoughts, at the end of the day, we are still love each other.

Maybe I am thinking too deeply into this and I’ll just try to take each experience as a learning experience.

In any case, back to when I was a teenager, months after the oral examination, the results were out in the notice board. I looked at it nervously, fearing for all the worst. And I tentatively looked at the grade beside my name.

A+

Huh? 

Its blooming springtime!

Its springtime!

After seeing trees looking rather bald during the winter, its lovely to see them start to bloom again. So very pretty!

Villa Pamphili

Cart and I were at Villa Pamphili to admire the beautiful surroundings here. I don’t think that Villa Pamphili is a touristy destination, compared to the Colosseo and the Pantheon and all but if you have the time, I feel that its a nice place to visit and spend time in anyway.

Initially I wanted to shoot a video for my next video blog, but upon seeing all the pretty growth and greenery, I actually forgotten all about it.

Villa Pamphili

Villa Pamphili started out as a housing area by a dude called Pamfilio Pamfili – a really really rich guy. Today, it is now a park which is free to be enjoyed by everyone.

Walking in Villa Pamphili is very relaxing. And it makes you forget that you are in Rome, with the traffic and the graffiti and everything because all that you can see in front of you, is the nature and greenery.

Villa Pamphili

Its such a lovely day. And the temperature is perfect for me! Not too freezing cold but comfortable enough to spend time out. I could change to my lighter coat and I even saw some people wearing short tees even. Sometimes I worry how I will react when going back to hot hot hot Singapore.

Anyway! I love seeing families having picnics together. And there were a group of juvenile delinquents friends playing football and frisbie. Its just idyllic seeing people just lying around on the grass, basking in the sun. See! Italians do it! Not just Singaporean foreign talents! 😛

Wah! I feel like I’m in Europe!

I even spotted out a couple of people studying and reading underneath a tree. To me, its a little clique-ish but I suppose that more inducing to study that way. Definitely way better than in a fast food restaurant! I don’t know about you, but during exam periods in Singapore, the libraries, fast food restaurants and even the airport would be packed with kids with books and notes. Mostly on account of the places being air conditioned and more comfortable to study.

But in any case, my mind started to wander and realise that there were heaps of wonderful spots here for photoshoots! My cousin, Fuzzy would have a blast doing a cosplay here. Like this spot here.

Villa Pamphili

I’m not fond of Star Wars, but I could totally see Anakin and Padme having a picnic here. Maybe a bridal shoot would be great too? Would it be too late for Cart and me to have another one?

And I stumbled upon this very cool looking tree.

Villa Pamphili

Check it out, a tree which has branches like an open palm. It’ll only be a short while till someone realises this and don a faerie outfit complete with wings and camwhore here.

It wont be me though

I just ate a chocolate egg as big as football

Happy Easter Monday!

I don’t know about you, but every time its Easter time, it really feels so much like hari raya to me. Moreover seeing the Via Crucis and then the pope giving his sermon with a huge mass of people, the feel is so much like back in Singapore when my family would get ready for Hari Raya, watching the mass prayers being broadcasted.

Pasqua 2010

And then I started to ask Cart :

Me : Why do the people look so sad? Some of them are crying even

Cart : Oh, thats because Jesus is going to die soon.

Anyway, Cart and I spent our weekend, spending time with his family over lunch and of course, devouring chocolate eggs!

If you are ever in Rome around Easter time, you’d see heaps of chocolate eggs being sold. It’s mind boggling the variety of the eggs on sale. There were Hello Kitty eggs, High School Musical, Disney Eggs, Spiderman and practically every other TV show under the Italian sun.

Pasqua 2010

While most of them were the size of footballs wrapped up in decorative wrapper, there were also intricate ones, decorated with coloured sugar pipings.

Cart and I got a couple for our niece and nephew and of course one for ourselves each.

Pasqua 2010

Cart got me the one with the bunny plushie, so that I could keep it for a longer time as opposed to a chocolate bunny. Whereas he had a Marvel Heroes egg.

If you are curious to see what the chocolate eggs look like, here is what to expect.

Pasqua 2010

After the wrapper is taken out, you’d see a chocolate egg, as big as a football, already on its plastic stand. Squeeze it gently and if you’re careful enough, you’d have two neat halves.

Pasqua 2010

And inside, you’d usually have a little toy, depending on the theme of the egg. Cart had this shooting toy.

Pasqua 2010

While my egg contained this.

Pasqua 2010

It was a playing card where the colour of the cover matches my fingernails!

Right now I think I’m getting a chocolate overdose. One egg at home and then another one with my in-laws. Hopefully I don’t get a migraine from eating too much chocolate.

Eating squashed pizza at Antica Schiacciata Romana

After returning back from Singapore, Cart and I had dinner together with his friends at a place called the ‘Antica Schiacciata Romana’. It was said to be be an authentic Roman styled food and seemed to be very popular, judging by the crowds that they had that night.

Antica Schiacciata Romana - Rinaz, Cart, Eu Chai, Mother

While there were quite a variety in their menu, this was the speciality of the restaurant. The schiacciata.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

At one glance it looks like a regular pizza. But its not quite. Because in Italian, schiacciare means to squash so these pizzas were actually squashed instead of being shaped in its traditional round shapes.

The schiacciata I has was a Napolitana – tomato based with cheese and some anchovies baked together on top.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

As you could see, the schiacciata is thicker compared to a Roman styled pizza.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

However, it was very tasty chewing through my food with the different flavours in my mouth. The dough, being allowed to rest for 48 hours turned out very soft, thus it was a delight to eat it.

Initially I was feeling a little disappointed that there were so few anchovies in my food, but eating it makes me realise why there were so few. It was extremely salty! Putting more would be an overkill.

Cart had a pizza with mushrooms and gorgonzola cheese.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

I’m not that fond of gorzonzola mainly because of the strong smell and taste but Cart loves it. I could eat a little, but overly cheesy food is too cloying for me.

And then recently, Cart had the schiacciata with artichokes and gorgonzola cheese again.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

While I had the one with zucchini blossoms and bottarga.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

Bottarga is actually fish eggs, kind of like caviar only dried. If you could see the brown rectangular flakes in the picture up there, those are the bottarga.

And as dubious as how it looked like, it was actually very tasty. I loved it. The delicate taste of the zucchini blossoms mixed with the shapness of the bottarga went very well together.

In any case, despite of how small the schiacciata appeared, it was actually very filling. Indeed, it was easy for me to feel full halfway through eating my schiacciata. But in spite of that, I always have room for dessert.

Antica Schiacciata Romana

This is my nutella mousse with pine nuts. It might not look much but its to die for! The soft and creamy nutella is so orgasmically delightful that I feel so happy after eating this.

Cart can keep his Crema Catalana

Antica Schiacciata Romana

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Review : Kiko Cosmetics

After the marathon two weeks ago, Cart and I were in this mall called the Parco Leonardo and we stumbled upon a shop full of women. Naturally, being curious, I went to explore inside And I realised that I was in a make-up shop. I was so excited like a kid in a candy store.

In any case, the shop was called Kiko cosmetics. Like Pupa cosmetics, this is another Italian brand. Kiko is popular for its affordable cosmetics range.

Kiko, in honestly is a strange name to me because the first thing when I think about Kiko is a little sea creature from Neopets.

Kiko Cosmetics

I wanted to purchase the hot pink couture eye shadow palette from the ‘Posh Couture collection’.

Isn’t this look totally darling? I love the gold and black eyeshadow look going on here.

Kiko Cosmetics

Unfortunately, I couldn’t find it anywhere! A quick check with the clerk, revealed that the collection was was over. Turned out that the posh couture collection was out for fall/winter 2009 and since it’s spring now, it was all gone.

Instead, there were currently the ‘Electric town collection’ going on. So I was contemplating on getting the Ropopongi Green eyeshadow palette instead as a replacement. But swatching it, the colours didn’t look very vibrant on my skin. It could probably be more colourful when applied wet or used with eyeshadow primer but I just wasn’t convinced.

Nevertheless I got for myself a couple of the other items in my list. First off, is the nail polishes.

Kiko Cosmetics

What I liked about Kiko is that, there is a wide range of variety in the colours that they had – up to 105 variations. Compared to the more traditional pinks and reds, Kiko had unusual colours, practically every shade of the rainbow.

So I got for myself the base in pastel pink and the unusual shades of Cerulean blue and Spring Green nail polish as well as the more classic Vermillion Red shade.

Kiko Cosmetics

Application wise though, the polishes were rather runny and I needed at least two coats before the nail polish would look decent. But the worst part is, it took ages to dry! Even after 10 minutes after applying, I find myself having the nail polish smudging.

I’m not sure that I’d purchase more which is a pity because of the range of unusual colours.

The only thing I liked from the nail range is the polish remover. Your fingers smells like vanilla after using it.

The next item that I got for myself is the limited edition ‘Red emotion satin lipstick’ in Sensual Red.

Kiko Cosmetics

I really like this lipstick. It is very bright, bold and eye catching among all my other pink lipsticks. Wearing it, it felt rather comfortable and moisturizing despite of how matte it looked like on my lips. Moreover for 6.90 euro, I think that it was a very good buy and actually cheaper than most drug-store brands.

Its quite coincidental that Kiko came out with the red emotion line because it was most certainly awesome in my recreation of the 40’s look. What do you think?

Kiko Cosmetics

If you’re wondering how I did my bangs, I used this tutorial. Takes a bit of practise in rolling though.

Kiko Cosmetics

And you could put it up your back hair in a pony tail or style your hair any way you want to. Pretty cool huh?

Anyway, I find Kiko cosmetics pretty fun to use. I love the red emotion lipstick a lot. And while the nail polishes could do with a bit of improvement, kiko on the overall is good place to check out on account of the affordable prices.

Kiko Cosmetics

4 nail polishes, a polish remover and a lipstick for 27 euro. I don’t know of anywhere else in Italy where you could get cosmetics at this prices. At the moment, I’m not sure if Kiko will be expanding outside of Italy though.

Check out my other reviews of Italian cosmetics

What a rosetta on the door symbolises in Italy

My friend Lynn gave birth to two boys recently. So Cart and I paid a visit to see how she was doing.

When we reached the main entrance of where she lived, we spotted something interesting. Above the entrance was a rosetta.

Baby

There is an Italian custom to hang up a rosetta to symbolise that there is a newborn baby in the building. Blue for male babies while pink for girls.

I wonder if there are another more other Italian customs in regards to babies. Whereas for us Malays, we have the cukur jambul tradition where the baby gets their first haircut at the end of the new mother’s confinement period.

I’m a little worried for Lynn since she had a C section. Just the sound of that gives me feel queasy especially after watching a television programme about it.

Nevertheless, Lynn is doing fine and although she says that she feels some discomfort, she’s able to move around the house freely.

Anyway, I present to you, Sean and Erik!

Baby

I find it interesting that Lynn was able to already tell the personalities of her two boys. Sean, on the left was the more relaxed one while Erik was more active.

They are oh so very tiny.

Baby

Dealing with depressing things online

Truth be told, there are days when I feel a little upset reading some of the things online.

Like a couple of blogs when they write about the perfect lives they are having, attending glamorous events, flying off to different countries, buying expensive accessories for themselves. There was a blog which I stumbled upon where one particular woman wrote about how happy she was to receive a 10,000 dollar branded bag by her husband, that she’s been “eyeing for a long time”.

Personally for me, I wouldn’t want to blow $10,000 on a bag. I’d rather spend the money on perhaps improving the house or help ease  the mortgage. Anyhow, even if I did have a ten thousand dollar bag, I’d probably be too stressed to bring it out, afraid that I’d scratch it. Or even worse, get it stolen by a sharp eyed thief.

Carrie Bradshaw Manolo Sex and the City

Kind of like when Carrie from Sex and the City got her Manolos stolen

While I think that a person has the right to spend their money any way that they want, I wish that I could have a piece of that too. Back in Singapore I was working and earning comfortably enough to buy whatever frivolous things that I wanted. Here in Rome, I don’t feel confident enough to converse in Italian to start looking for a full time job.

While in forums, there are a couple of people who seem to be disgruntled towards me and Cart for some reason. They’d say things like our marriage will never make it past a month. And there was one forumer who said that Cart and I were ugly!?

Why so mean? I’ve no idea why there would be people saying things like that. Did we ever hurt you in any way?

In any case, at this point of time, Cart and I have been together for four years and celebrated our one year wedding anniversary last December. While its true that every marriage has its ups and downs but we still love and care about each other very much.

Besides, beauty is subjective.

Beauty Ratio

While scientists believe that the beautiful form has a symmetry and the mathematical ratio of 1 : 1.618 like this model here, but if you are not attracted to a person, be it because of their personality or their level of conversation, even if he or she looks like a supermodel, it will be hard to connect to them.

People can think what they want to think. And while I don’t look like a supermodel, I don’t think I’m ugly.  And to me, Cart will always look cute.

Cart and Rinaz

Sure, he’s a little older than me. But when I look at him doing daily things like sleeping, working at the computer, I see that he still has his boyish looks.

Most importantly, he treats me with love, care and respect and we are mostly drama free. I feel very blessed to have met a man who wants to travel with me in my journeys instead of a man who just wants in for the ride.

And even in my own blog and in emails, once in a blue moon there would be someone who’d want to cut me down.

Idiot

I really don’t know how to respond to that because honestly, its a lot of hot air. Honestly, I don’t mind constructive criticisms. You could either take it negatively or positively and when you think about it, it can be a good way to improve oneself.

I do admit that there are other bloggers who are better and more successful than I am, and sometimes my posts can sometimes be bimbotty, as seen in my female vanities categories but in my defence, I do honestly believe that I try to share information with others in my own way. It might not be textbook perfect, but I write in my own point of view from my personal experiences. “Write what you know“, my mantra, inspired by the talented, late, director, Yasmin Ahmad.

A number of people seem to forget that a personal blog is well … a personal blog and the blogger has the freedom to express and write whatever they wish to write about, as long as it doesn’t go against seditious law. If they want to be bimbottic, or if they want to make their make their blogs with hundreds of camwhoring pictures of them making duckfaces, that’s their prerogative. I’m not fond of it either, but there is always the x button on the top right.

But I try not to let these things get me. A fellow blogger friend mentioned to me, these people are just trolls.

Troll
Picture by DavidKing

Trolls are basically people who antagonise others online. And usually they are not as cute as the one above. But what I find interesting is that for what these trolls are commenting, they don’t have anything to back them up.

For the trolls who says that I am ugly or that my teeth need fixing, a big probability that they would have no real pictures of themselves up. And for trolls who say that I have a horrible voice would have a big chance of not having uploaded even a single video of themselves.

If you keep yourself hidden, then how am I to worship and learn from your divine beauty and wit and grace?!

In any case, I’ve been living an online life for about 10 years now since I first had my first computer. Technology has evolved a lot since then, from newsgroups, to IRC, to Virtual Worlds and it will continue to change, and each change would have its own anti social people.

But the good thing out of this is that it made me grow a thicker skin and not be too bothered because in the end, the point of having an online life, blogging, traversing virtual worlds, gaming in MMORPG and such is to have fun.

Have fun

What’s the point of being sensitive and angry all the time? It’ll only make you lose the joy and shorten your life and in the end wont do anything good because you can’t really do anything about trolls. It is hard to change the mind of someone who has already made their mind up.

So lets just try to see the good things in life, and surround ourselves with the people that we love.  There are so much more fulfilling things to do than to focus on the negatives 🙂

Engrish in Rome

Its not only in Japan that you have Engrish, here in Rome, there are some too

Here are some of the few that caught my eye.

Engrish in Rome

Cart and I were walking in Parco Leonardo and looking at the directory when we saw this! What’s a steack house? 😛

Engrish in Rome

And this was at a snack bar near Castel Sant Angelo. Hamb! For those days when you cant decide between ham and lamb 😛

Engrish in Rome

I think this was in Pizzeria Ai Marmi. Cool! Smocked provola! Would you like a beautifully embroided pizza? 😀

Just to be clear, I’m not making fun of anyone, but all these mistakes are rather amusing to me … I wonder what I’ll stumble upon next