I'm not.

The only Michelin I have is around my waist.

But hey, at least I made this for the family for dinner.



Or, at least half of it.

The chicken was a random idea when I saw an Italian Herbs and Spices bottle at NTUC Fairprice at Hougang One. Mum and I have always toyed with the idea of an attempt to replicate those angmoh-marinated chicken. So we tried anyway.

I was in charge mostly of massaging the chicken with all the marinates and herbs, and I hope it had a good send-off before the inevitable crematorium that is the oven.



Unfortunately, this being our first time baking a chicken from scratch, we did miss a few things. Onions and garlics were a bit on the little side, and the cherry tomatoes, as you can probably tell, were an afterthought (they were supposed to be in the oven with the chicken).

The chicken did turn out pretty fine, surprisingly, and we were buoyed by our first attempt. I might roast a chicken next time I have friends over because I am THAT impressed and amazed by my own culinary skills.

I also made the mashed potatoes (cue Tiger Woods) and the gravy, and it was simple. I had never known you only need potatoes, butter and milk. As for the gravy, cornstarch, black pepper and oyster sauce was all we needed, with a splash of the canned mushroom soup.

Speaking of which, and mum is extremely proud of this one, we had this prata-covering-the-soup thingy. She even took pictures to explain to her self-claimed audience (honestly I don't know who follows her on WeChat, probably her relatives in China) how to make it. You just have to cook the soup, and then put a frozen prata on top of a small bowl (the bowl's diameter has to be at least 4cm smaller than the prata's), and then pop it in the oven.

Anyway, it was the best dinner I've had in quite a while. Because, as we always say, self-cooked is always the tastiest. Even if the chicken turned out to be half-cooked and completely burned.

Nah joking, that was scouts last time.

Song of the day:
ZAYN - LIKE I WOULD
(Man his new tracks are sick. Both figuratively and whatever you call the other one. I can't say literally because 'sick' would then mean ill... Hmmmm...)