Covid-19 MCO : Day #14 (Crazy Cake)

It is exactly two weeks today that the MCO was implemented. Tomorrow phase 2 of the MCO, the EMCO (Enhanced Movement Control Order) will take effect.

Today I happily continued with my gardening. I was pleasantly surprised that my hibiscus plant produced so many flowers for the first time. That must be the effect of the compost that I applied recently.

My cat was very kepoh and was seen inspecting the aloe vera that I transplanted yesterday.

Back inside the house, she wanted food. I already fed her this morning. But that's the way that it is with her. She knows where I store her food. She looks up at it and and she goes - MEEEE....YEEEOOOWWW...OOOOOWWW.... and some other sounds that I cannot spell. Which mommy can tahan when her kiddo wants to eat?

This is my fatty bom bom enjoying her food. I give her just a small scoop of dry food to munch and she is happy.

The naughty girl wants to go out. This is her signal. She waits at the door and looks up at the door knob. Since she is usually out in the day time, I let her be.

She is satisfied just chilling out outside....

.....playing with Mommy's slippers....

.... and taking a snooze. At least I know that she is not somewhere else or at the neighbor's.

Today I food prepped some pasta salad. Not for today because I ate leftovers for lunch.

I made extra dressing.

Two portions of pasta salad which can be stored in the fridge.

I keep the vegetable scraps to make compost. No waste.

Today I also baked a chocolate cake. Hah! I haven't baked since God knows when.

This is what they call a Crazy Cake or Depression Cake, baked with NO eggs, NO butter and NO milk. That sound depressing all right. I was curious. Nice ah like that ???

I have to honestly say that it lacks the richness and oomph of chocolate cakes baked with eggs and butter but it was surprisingly decent.

It was moist with tender crumbs and is good enough to satisfy a chocolate cake craving when you are short of eggs, butter and milk. Not bad at all.

My baby again. This was yesterday evening when I was trying to enjoy my dinner. She always trots over to inspect what is on the table.

And she makes a nuisance of herself, demanding to taste what I am having.

Look. She even lifts herself up on my lap. No, Girl. You cannot eat Mommy's food. Got cili padi.

Tonight's dinner. Overnight oats with granola and pecans.