guys, after this post, im out of geniuses, at least give me one more so i can make it 23!!
on thursday, wait no let's back up the story to....pre-year7
okay so, back in my old house in greystanes, me and my mum would ALWAYS buy a brioche loaf from woolworths. we loved it so much. and, we also took it for granted, so much *tear*. well anyway, in year 7. suddenly. it just...stopped selling. it disappeared from the market. i had no idea where it went. it was such a heartbreaking farewell, i didn't even get to say goodbye.
so anyway, late last year my uncle moved from malaysia to here and now he's looking to own his own business, so he's been going around with my mum to look here and there. last saturday (i think), they visited this bread delivery guy who wants to sell. anyway so my mum asked him about... THAT bread. and he says something about how woolworths stopped selling because it wasn't a part of some system, haz-something, thats basically a hygiene system of making their bread, not that their unhygienic or anything, just that they don't follow that particular system. so that's why they stopped selling.
then the guy tells my mum that they started selling again to various fruit places, just not woolworths. he mentioned the one in carlingford court. he also mentioned a different packaging and brand on the bag.
ahh, a glimmer of hope for me. the light at the end of the tunnel.
but unfortunately, it wasn't at carlingford court, it wasn't at the fruit place in towers and it wasn't anywhere i looked.
until, and here's when we get to thursday, i went to north rocks to get justin goh's birthday present (i know, it's late). my mum goes, "hey maybe this fruit place has it?" so we go there, standing outside ish and
LO AND BEHOLD there it was!
it was like... a beautiful beacon, coming from a beautiful lighthouse, while i was out at sea; lost, confused, and home sick (or in this case, brioche sick). that one saviour that you know will always be there to comfort you, to hold your hand through the troubles.
it was like... reuniting with a dog you so long ago played with. a dog that you only remember calling puppy. reuniting with a lost lover. an ex-lover that was taken away unfairly. carried off to the war. reuniting with... a toy that you so long ago buried in a cupboard, drawer or wooden chest (yeh that's right, i just saw toy story, but we'll get to that shortly). it was...love at umpteenth sight. you know wat they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
so it was a happy day for Chloe Lim and mother. here i was, carressing the baby in my arms.
after all those years, i found it.
-end of happy, and painstakingly cliche story-
*sigh* okay, i think only i can see a type of bread in that way, but come on, its a very very noice bread. go try it out sometime kay? and if anyone knows where else i can find brioche, let me know. oh, just not aldi, cuz their brioche sucks.
as i said before, toy story 3 (no spoilers).
hmm, let's just say, it did not disappoint. i was scared of all this hype, the 99% rotten tomatoes rating, the claim that it can make grown men cry. the hype could be comparable to that of avatar, alice in wonderland and...dark knight? avatar was only made good by the cgi, alice in wonderland...don't get me started on that, and dark knight was a bit (way) too long and complicated, although still good =]
but this, toy story 3, sure i don't think it deserves a 99% rating, but this was some good stuff. overly complex? predictable? boring? dry-humoured? kinda, kinda, not at all, and of course not (respectively).
when i mean kinda for overly complex, there was a lot of stuff going on, i wont spoil it, but i guess thats what makes a good movie; climaxes on a roller coaster. it was kinda predictable, but even when the predicted scene would come up i couldn't help but laugh (when a happy scene, lol "the claaaaaw") or get shocked (when a... shocking scene, that monkey scared the heck out of me). it wasn't boring at all, and i laughed so hard at times.
my favourite scenes: mr tortilla head and spanish buzz. i could NOT help myself there.
this post is getting a bit long (blame that darm passionate story) so i shall leave you off with the genius. don't forget, i need more ideas.
genius #22:pottery, ceramics
so if you remember, last year i did ceramic art classes. this basically involves you painting/drawing/carving your patterns, ideas, cartoons, onto a pre-moulded piece of ceramic. when your happy with it, it goes in the kiln to fire and this sets the paint, burns off the pencil marks and even hardens the ceramic itself. then you finish it up with some glaze, it goes back in for a fire and it comes out nice, shiny, and sturdy.
amazing.
have you guys ever seen the before and afters of ceramics? it is amazing.
the paint is like such a dull and different colour to the finished product, and the glaze is actually pink. you cant even see your work when you put on the glaze, then amazingly it turns clear and like a plastic/glass coating.
it's just mindblowing.
not to mention the non-clear glazes. they are just INCREDIBLY AWESUM. i made one bowl, well i didn't make it i painted it, with this glaze. its. okay. get ready. the glaze is blue right, and its got these crystals in it, large and small, that explode in the kiln, and gives it these AMAZING dots and specks and bursts of dark blue gaaah im in love with that bowl =]
and then i always thought of how amazing pottery is. always wanted to take classes, but you have to be willing to be dirty and cut your nails short (the former, sure, the latter-no way.)
but seriously like, that right mixture of ingredients to make the pottery. the idea of firing it in a kiln, who thought of that?
this is the same with any sort of mixture like this; clay, cement, watever.
man i love clay. so easily mouldable, which reminds me of....
hmm i think i got an idea for the next genius. anyway, thats enough from me, hopefully you guys appreciate your breads and the plates you eat them on =]
i shall give you some pictures of my amazingly glazed bowl next post =]
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