Finally! The first day where I don’t have to go to uni during the fasting month has come!

*clap*clap*clap*

Back at home, during the fasting month, my nanny would make a big batch of my favourite snack – epok-epok kentang – and I would help her. Read: create mess.

We’d sit cross-legged in the kitchen, with newspapers as base for big bowl of filling and dough. She’d roll the dough while I’ll put the fillings. She’d give me 10 pieces (or more) for me to crimp the sides. Whatever I crimp, is mine. She’d NEVER let what I crimp be served to guests, or even other family members. Why? Because I’m helplessly untalented with crimping (if such word exist, haha).

That’s my nanny’s fine handwork of crimping. Don’t bother asking what mine looks like. I remember it looking very retarded and distorted. >.<

But it still tastes delicious though. *flips spatula* Because it isn’t me who made the filling.

But that was few years ago.

I was watching some cooking channel on Youtube when I stumbled upon prawn dumpling recipe. *clicks save*

Went to the Asian grocery store to buy the dumpling skin and voila!

My little Ramadhan home activity reenacted with only me, myself and I.

The thought of crimping the dumplings made me a little nauseous but I man up and gave it a go!

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this

(Prawn tofu dumpling)

I guess over the years, my motor skill have refined, bahaha.

Not too bad eh.

Pan fried the flat one for iftar. Kept the pursed shape frozen for they shall be steamed when my bamboo steamer arrives!

Wheeee!

The fact that they taste good when I made this whilst fasting… *ehem*pats back*.