These aren't from Jusco frozen food department.....

I told Sarcy during our 'mengkopi' session last week that baking is fast becoming another hobby and an escapism to me. Although baking and gymming rather rhyme, they don't go so well hand in hand; especially when the same pair of hands are involved. Well, let's just say the pair of hands have not been lifting weights doing body pump ever since the Ramadhan month, hehehehehe.... Stop visualising my out of shape biceps, will you! I did burn a few hundreds of KCalories during those lunch hour gym sessions, but I need to go back doing Body Pump - mainly for toning. It's just me, I hate things that are not properly in place (e.g protruding bellies.... hihihi).

My Facebook friends have probably seen these pictures I put up here in this entry. Well, there's no interesting story whatsoever behind each of them. It's just that one fine Saturday morning I happened to ask Mr. Hubby whether he'd like to have homemade pizza. He said Yes. So, I baked some Hawaiian Chicken pizza, with the dough/crust (I knead myself), tomato base, cheese, pepper, chicken, pineapple and more cheese.

They're small, because my oven is small, my tins are small and I don't even have enough round tins to bake, have to use the square one that day. So, we had square Hawaiian Chicken pizza for a change. And the tins are not even Pizza pan, hantam sajalah apa yang ada...

The round and the square pizza slowly cooking after resting and rising. Baking pizza and bread is funny. They're just like human; must be rested enough in order to give you the best.

Then, on Sunday afternoon, I suddenly decided to bake some chocolate chip mini muffin (yes Ku_E, this is from the link you put in your baking blog. Hihihihi....)

Later on Sunday night, I suddenly thought why not bake some more mini muffin. It was strawberry mini muffin. The picture was taken during the dramatic moment of the strawberry jam struggling to submerge itself into the slowly rising batter.

Well, I guess this new hobby brings me into a win-win situation. I get satisfaction from baking, and then everybody gets to eat/bring to office/bring to school some fresh homemade pizza/cakes/cupcakes/muffins.

Hmmm... now I need a LOT of motivations to go to gym 3 times weekly and have a look at that long neglected 'laman'. Hubby just told me that house mice has started 'berkampung' amongst my 'pasu bunga'. Huaaaaargh! Tension.