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Simple Fried Rice for My Baby

Assalamualaikum w.b.t!

Hello December. Hello World.

Hari ni mak long nak share simple recipe of nasik goreng yang mak long buat untuk Rayyan. Mama papa makan nasik goreng, Rayyan pun mesti la nak makan juga kan. Oleh kerana mak long ni hantu pedas, so memang bahaya sikit la nak share dengan Rayyan. Here's the simple recipe for your baby small tummy:


Isi ayam yang dipotong kecil
Baby carrot dicincang halus
Bawang merah, bawang putih dan halia yang siap diblender
Sebijik telur
Garam secukup rasa
Sedikit mentega untuk menumis
Nasik putih

Cara:
Hehe..ala macam buat nasik goreng lah
1. Tumis bahan "blender" sampai naik bau
2. Masukkan ayam dan carrot
3. Agak2 dah ayam dan carrot dah masak masukkan nasik dan goreng sehingga semua bahan telah digaul sama rata
4. Masukkan telur yang telah dipukul ke dalam nasik goreng
5. Perasakan dengan garam

Dah siap!


Insya Allah, anak akan suka sebab konon-konon makan macam orang besar la kan...hehehe...selamat mencuba.

Comments

Zai Zamree said…
Aqil pon cmni la...nk mkn mknn org besaq ja.slalu buat nasi goreng telur kt dia tp nasi lembik
Rahayu Niza said…
heheh..kan..nk mkn cam org besaq. Owh nasik Rayyan ni tak berapa lembik..mcm nasi goreng biasa la :)

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