Measure them even if you throw away

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I am not yet able to sort out whether it is a fact or not that every good chef has got his own thump rules. He uses his own gut feeling for proportionate measurement and timing which is indescribable.


 
It is  a recent realization to me that  there is a measurement in every creation. Everything that god created keep a kind of symmetry in form, acceleration in movement, proportion in its composition, balance in growth, and making. I think we too need to practice it in every efforts. You may wonder what I am talking. Yes I am talking about our time we spend and things we use to make anything. We know how much and how many of most of the things we use as such or the things we use to make something new. But when somebody asks, we just can't seem to give him a correct measurement of time and stuff used.


Lately, I made a cake and as it happened to be one, I dared to present it to a friend. He  bombarded me with a lot of questions for which I don’t have any answer. I am afraid I must have been mistaken that I don’t want to share the recipe. But that was not the case. I simple don’t know for I didn’t think about it before. I wanted to do something about it and I went for a some measuring cups and spoons. Yes the ones you see in the pictures. To my surprise, one of my friends smelled what I have got in my shopping list before I could put it down for next shopping. Otherwise how he could have thought of gifting a set to me then?


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  1. ErichOctober 31, 2014 at 2:19 AM

    I'm sure your friend who gave you the measuring cups and spoons knew what you needed because he loves you so much. By the way, I learned a new word the other day, for a fork/spoon combination (basically a spoon with tines). It's called a spork (spoon + fork) or foon (fork + spoon). Seriously. Happy measuring!

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