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Sunday, 24 January 2016

Coffee Brewing Workshop at IO Galleria @ IOI City Mall

Had a great time learning about coffee brewing yesterday. It was organized by IOI Properties and Dankoff Coffee Academy conducted the short workshop. I've been wanting to try the espresso machine and I finally had the chance. The workshop was enough for those who want to brew their own coffee at home. The participants were taught about the variables that would make coffee taste different from one to another. Dankoff Coffee Academy is offering a few SCAE Coffee Diploma modules for those who are interested. Among the modules they have are Barista Skills, Brewing, Sensory Skills and Roasting. If your are new, you can sign up for foundation modules. If you have worked at a coffee shop and have experience operating an espresso machine and doing coffee art, and are comfortable doing them, then you can sign up for intermediate modules. Once you have complete each module, you can choose whether to be certified or not by SCAE.

The full course and getting certified demand money but then, just like my boss used to say, 'duit boleh cari'. So yeah, jom cari duit untuk generate more duit then we would have more to share with more.

Thanks IOI Properties for organizing this workshop and thanks Dankoff Coffee Academy for sharing knowledge on coffee brewing. Looking forward to join some of the coffee modules in the future. Meanwhile, should get myself a coffee brewing machine. ;)

Saturday, 23 January 2016

Malaysians dan Babi

Siang tadi pergi workshop bancuh kopi. Ramai pesertanya bukan Islam. Kami cuba buat coffee art, ada yang buat muka bear atas cafe latte tapi tak jadi. Dia minta trainer yang lebih expert buatkan. Katanya coffee art dia tak ada rupa bear tapi rupa babi. Saya berada di belakang dia. Lepas tu suami dia dah serba salah, minta maaf dengan saya. Si isteri pun turut serba salah. Supaya tak awkward, saya tengok dalam cawan dia, kemudian saya kata, memang ada rupa babi dan gelak. Dia pun gelak sama.

Saya rasa sangat kasihan terhadap segelintir orang bukan Islam di Malaysia yang terpaksa jadi sangat berhati-hati dengan segelintir orang Islam di Malaysia. Nak sebut 'babi' depan kita pun serba salah padahal babi tu kan nama binatang. Bukan dia suruh kita makan babi. Bukan dia panggil kita babi.

Tadi saya tak rasa offended pun apabila dia describe coffee art dia rupa macam babi. Sebab dia bukan kata muka saya macam babi.

Babi cuma haram dimakan. Jika tersentuh babi, perlu disertu kalau tak, tak suci nak beribadah. Menyebut perkataan 'babi' tak salah melainkan kau pergi panggil orang dengan panggilan 'babi' dan orang tu tak suka.

Memang betullah babi ni Tuhan buat sebagai ujian buat orang Islam. Bukan saja ujian tahan ke tak dari makan benda haram tapi ujian pandai dan sabar ke kita deal dengan dunia yang penuh dengan pelbagai pendapat tentang babi. Moga kita dalam golongan orang yang tahan diuji.

(originally posted on my personal Facebook)

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

A bad day? Maybe not.

Yesterday was rather a bad day for me. I had to handle a session at school on my own and I had a little time to prepare and a computer which decided to back up files at the time I was preparing for the session. In the end, the microphone did not work well, the speakers too. My slides? It was awefully short and uninteresting. I can see boredom on the face of my students. When I wanted to conclude and asked a student to share what they got from my session, no one wanted to except for one person. Syahmi, you had helped me from feeling a useless teacher. May Allah bless you. As a reward for trying (and obviously, for paying attention! Or else, how can he manage to share what he got from the session, right?), I gave him an envelope containing his reward.

In the afternoon, I had class. I wanted to teach the students on writing. They were busy talking. They were busy doing other things and I felt like they did not respect their teacher except for a few students who are always consistent in showing good manner. Still feeling upset from what had happened in the morning, I decided to gave them some lessons in life. I told them that there are always time to do things and they would one day regret if they do not choose wisely from now on.

I saw one student had tears in his eyes. Was it something I said? Or had something happened before class that saddened him?

Alhamdulillah, by the end of the day, there were a few students who finally made my day. One came to borrow book from the library, some students came and mentioned that I had a messy desk and that they are willing to help me sort out my things. I declined, but once a while they came to offer assistance. How kind! What cheered me up was how they were practicing the second responsibility of  a Khalifah; help others become good.

Thank you Allah.

Sunday, 8 March 2015

Huda & Fattah Jalan-jalan: Bintulu (Day 3 & 4)

Monday, 2 March 2015

Day three in Bintulu, most of the time I stayed in the hotel room, waiting for Fattah to come back from work. I managed to jot down things in my travel journal so that I would not forget things.

When Fattah came back from work, we went to eat at Sugarbun. Sugarbun is fast food outlet that you can find mostly in Borneo. My friend said there is one Sugarbun outlet in Batu Pahat. It is similar to KFC but it serves food to suit the locals' taste bud. We had Nasi Ayam Sambal, three-layer tea and three-layer coffee.

Then we stayed in the room because we had no car because Fattah's friend took the car to settle his personal business. He gave us the car in the evening, and as soon as we got the car, we went out to eat. We stopped at Sup Kawah. The soup was delicious! Here, I came to know Banana Bandung (milk mixed with syrup) and Banana Bandung Milo. Awesome drink these Bintulu people have!

After we filled our tummy, we went back to rest because yes, Fattah had to wake up early the next to to go to work.

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

My final day in Bintulu.

In the morning, I only stayed in the hotel room waiting for Fattah to come back from work. Then he rushed back at 1 PM and we checked out at 1:30 PM. Then we went to eat at Srikandi Cafe because I wanted to eat Mi Jawa Sarawak.

After lunch, we went to pray at Bintulu Mosque and later to the market called Pasar Tamu. The market is divided into a few sections; the first one is for the Chinese sellers, then there is the wet market. The wet market itself is divided into two; one is the general one and the other is for non-halal meat. Across the street located the dry market where you can see people sell traditional food of Sarawakians, ikan terubuk (dried salted fish), belacan (prawn paste), and other stuff. Next to it, across the street, you can find people selling fruits. Fattah said, if we come earlier, we might see people selling exotic food.

Then, we went to the seaside, took some photos, enjoyed the scenery and left for the airport. Usually in Peninsular Malaysia, you can find restaurants selling seafood at the seaside but in Bintulu, they enjoy chicken wings and chicken butt.

That day, my flight was supposed to be at 7:45 PM but it was delayed so I had to wait around 30 minutes before the flight took off. Luckily I bought some bread at a petrol station nearby so I was not that hungry in the flight because this time I did not pre-book any meal.

From my four days being in Bintulu, I can see that Bintulu is a developing town. Many people in oil and gas (O & G) industry swarmed inside Bintulu. I heard their pay is high which might be among the cause of high cost of living.

In Bintulu, you can actually find many people migrating from Peninsular Malaysia to Bintulu. They come because of their job, like Fattah, he is a teacher in Bintulu. There are also many Chinese living in town. You should see the old town of Bintulu, there are a lot of old buildings with Chinese company name on them and also a big Buddhist temple nearby Pasar Tamu which reflects the role of the Chinese in Bintulu. They could be the main people running the economy way before Bintulu became the place of industry.

Being in Bintulu is calming, it is not as busy as Kuala Lumpur or any place in Klang Valley, yet the cost of living would make you think more than twice to live and settle there.

Read more:
Huda & Fattah Jalan-jalan: Bintulu (Day 1)
Huda & Fattah Jalan-jalan: Bintulu (Day 2)
Huda & Fattah Jalan-jalan: Review 101 Hotel Bintulu