Last night, my baby boy suggested we cook barbecue chicken for our dinner. Sound nice!
When was the last time I have barbecue chicken? It was long long time ago.
Ok, Baby boy cooked the barbecue chicken at the balcony and I prepare side dish for him in the kitchen. Sound like I’m a “hang-fook” woman now. Oh my, I admit that I love to cook and prepare dinner for my beloved but this does not means that I’m in any further relationship stage.
Anyways, baby boy I love your barbecue chicken and can you cook for me tonight?





Besides barbecue chicken, we also prepared teriyaki chicken (wanted to cook for fried rice but end up baby boy cooked it) and Bum with soft mock cream (bought it in supermarket and it’s really creamy, yummy!)