Happy Eid ul Fitr
The cookies and tart - not so traditional, but we're setting our own traditions.
And it's homemade.
Made 3 batches of chocolate chip cookies.
The first was gone before Eid, thanks to my two cookie monsters.
The pineapple tart was my first solo attempt.
I've bake the tarts before but always as an assistant, never the baker.
Did everything from scratch.
The dough was slightly crumbly, but Husband rescued it.
(He's got that special touch to healing things).
Grated pineapples with the arms were sore and hands smelled like pineapples when I went to bed.
The cookie/tart cutter died on us, so we shaped the dough into a crater-like shapes by hand.
Husband filled the tarts with generous amount of pineapple filling.
:D
Everything was special, not because it was homemade,
but because we did it together - as a family.
Even our son had a hand in it (pun intended :D).
This is what Raya is. What Eid is.
Not the lame, unoriginal death/poverty-themed commercials that loops on TV.
Selamat Hari Raya.
Made 3 batches of chocolate chip cookies.
The first was gone before Eid, thanks to my two cookie monsters.
The pineapple tart was my first solo attempt.
I've bake the tarts before but always as an assistant, never the baker.
Did everything from scratch.
The dough was slightly crumbly, but Husband rescued it.
(He's got that special touch to healing things).
Grated pineapples with the arms were sore and hands smelled like pineapples when I went to bed.
The cookie/tart cutter died on us, so we shaped the dough into a crater-like shapes by hand.
Husband filled the tarts with generous amount of pineapple filling.
:D
Everything was special, not because it was homemade,
but because we did it together - as a family.
Even our son had a hand in it (pun intended :D).
This is what Raya is. What Eid is.
Not the lame, unoriginal death/poverty-themed commercials that loops on TV.
Selamat Hari Raya.
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