Resepi kuih muih tradisional
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Ini koleksi resepi dari my mom. Aku tulis untuk ingatan aku di masa datang.
Nanti aku boleh cakap kat anak2 aku, "kuih ni nenek punya resepi". Biar diorang pun tahu, nenek diorang ni power. ;).
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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- ╰┈➤ ❝ [𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬] ❞ 🖇·˚ ༘ ┊͙[𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬] ! ˊˎ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬] ࿐ྂ -- -͙ - - ˚ · * ˚ ✦
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