Saturday, January 31, 2009

Karipap Making 101

Yup, cell group's that awesome!

Ephraim and Manasseh and Joyce (the new unnamed cell group up north) all combined at Ivy's (and Indy's) place.

They came together in the spirit of fellowship...

...to make karipaps.

Awesome right?

Cell group rocks.

God rocks.

Anyhow.

Somehow the guys of fireBRANDS managed to rally together and outnumbered the girls. (That rarely happens.)

I mean, take a look at this:

(Psst. Remember, boys and girls, captions are BENEATH the photos.)

Girls. (plus Kutu)

Guys.

It's wicked, ain't it?
('wicked' as in 'amazing', not 'wicked' as in 'the wicked witch killed a rabbit'.)

So, once Leroy arrived with a truckload of people, we started off.


Recipe. (looks familiar, eh? KH Form 3 ERT Chapter 1)


Looking about for ingredients.

Flour doesn't weigh much, does it?

You can only talk if you have the magic orange.

The guys and girls had completely different ideas for the perfect filling (they were only allowed to use what was at hand, i.e. the food people brought and whatever Indy was willing to take from the fridge for the guys).

Girls' karipap filling:

Sarah Wong chopping garlic...

...to be stir-fried with Kutu's mixture of mee goreng and ham & egg brought by Jin Ji. (The ham & egg proved to be a major hit, used in the karipap fillings of both the guys and the girls.)

Guys' karipap filling:

Squish oranges to extract the juice in a manly manner.

Add some egg and... uh.. other stuff and make it look as yucky as possible.

Mix in Jin Ji's ham & egg to get... some concoction which was actually pretty tasty, surprisingly.


And the gap between the girls and guys extended way beyond just the filling.

Girls making dough:

After measuring everything precisely, gaul and ramas the thing with the utmost care and love to make an adunan pastri, as directed by the book.

Gary making dough:

Why the fuss about measurements?! Just agak-agak, estimate, toss in some flour, butter, water, mash up the dough, squeeze it around, toss it up and down... and you still get some awesome dough.

Oh. Right.

We'll step away from the action for awhile and meet the awesome judges.

The cell group leaders plus Leroy (for the sake of having a male judge).

That one,

that one,

[insert photo here]
the photographer,

and Leroy.

Now, back to the action.

Our intrepid teams had finished off the fundamentals and were now moving on to...

...the art of shaping karipaps!

Karipaps, like rabbits, come in many different shapes and sizes.

So, like rabbits, it all depends on the creator as to how to karipaps look like.

And, like rabbits, better looking karipaps bring more benefits.

Girls:


Guys:



And, with different gender (and alarmingly different quantity)...

...comes different work etiquette.

Really different.

Check out the girls:

All working together.

And the guys pulak:

Notice the amount of spectators!

So, well, if you ever need a lesson on how to make karipaps, just ask Dan and/or Gary:

Firstly, to make good karipaps, forget about the love... you have to SWEAT.


And, well, some judges were getting bored.

Joyce and Sharon. Suddenly had a craze over the chord Bm7.

Nadal won! Nadal won! Obviously. Beat some Ver-something guy. (I don't know the scoreboard put his name as VER. I wouldn't know. Ask Ivy.)

Oh. I nearly forgot.

The girls and guys had their own trump cards.
(Trump card is like.. uh.. check the dictionary lah!)

Girls:
Oranges in flour (they were fried later on).

Guys:
The Halloween orange (it was kinda fragile though.. nearly got fractured a few times).

Next up, start frying!

(Thank you Ivy and family for letting us use the kitchen! Thank you for having so much faith in such unpredictable, sometimes destructive youth.)

Watch Kutu:

Drop karipaps in with confidence!

Uh.. move back.


And Dan and Gary:

Fry...

and pose!

FINALLY.

The dishes were done!

The karipap cookout was over!

Girls.


Uh. Obviously.

It was now in the hands of the judges.

Leroy why didn't you look at the camera?!

And.

After moments of counting, deliberation, and recounting.

The judges reached a unanimous decision.

And the winners were declared:


See you next week in cell!

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