Who is "Sisters Four"?

We are four women - very individual, yet closely connected. We are scattered throughout a decade and yet measure within an inch...if we stand up straight. We have many similarities, but also many differences.

We each have thoughts and opinions, from our heads and from our hearts. We'd like to share some of those here.

We are sisters. Four of us.

Welcome to our blog.

Bake some cakes at the Cooking House

For my birthday i got something that will not be able to fit in a box, hehe a special gift from my baby soya, a baking class!!


Here is the SIFU, an down to earth and very entertaining person indeed.
I got to taste his wonderful cakes for my birthday, and i loved it. his non other then Fatboybakes !!!
Check out the magic we have... Chocolate just makes me want to lick it off...
Looks who's enjoying the fruits of our labour...
this picture does not do Justice to the taste we had that fine day.
HAHA, its all about learning, and lots of pictures to be taken... people busy taking pic of food, i busy taking pic of people taking pic of food... make sense?
this will melt in your mouth

HeHEHehE!!! lovely kan, maybe one of this days after RAYA, me and Soya will go gila and start baking cakes too. hahahah, who wants can let me know then i will save some for you too.

Easily Seduced

I am easily seduced by food. Even as I flip through a cooking magazine to choose, say, the short ribs with sun-dried tomato gravy, I'm watching a cooking show where Barefoot Contessa is making a roast beef sandwich with truffle butter and I'm torn. Two delectable lovers stand before me and I cannot choose. I want them both, and if I choose either one I will surely end up craving the other.

What's a girl to do?

A friend was telling me today about how wonderful her boyfriend is and how much she loves him, but doesn't feel about him the way she felt about her ex - who would take her back if she'd have him. And such is her dilemma, whether to go back to her passionate first love, who comes with a roller coaster of emotions, or settle in with a stable man who she has grown to love.

How do we choose what to eat every day, what we crave or what we have a taste for? What's just a momentary fling versus a recipe that stands the test of time? Who would have guessed that a simple spicy spinach pesto could woo me week after week, but the promising Ethiopian chicken would fall flat? And every once in a while I remember the summer I ate breakfast couscous every day, I couldn't get enough, and now it hardly seems worth the effort. But damn it was good at the time. I couldn't have predicted that roasted broccoli was impressive enough to introduce to my parents, or that roasted tomatoes would have my friends talking. The only thing they all might complain about in the end, is that I won't just settle down already with all the recipes I've collected rather than running around with new ones all the time. But I'll distract them with some homemade butter pecan ice cream on a slice of oatmeal cake. They can be seduced too.



I swear this pesto is better than any basil pesto. Giada's version has arugula but I prefer just spinach which is less bitter. Get a good olive oil for this, it contributes at least half the flavor.

Spinach Pesto (Adapted from Giada's Fusilli with Spicy Pesto on foodnetwork.com)

• 1 cup chopped walnuts
• 2 cloves garlic, coarsely chopped
• 1 (2-inch long) red or green jalapeno pepper, stemmed and coarsely chopped* see Cook's Note
• 2 cups grated (4 ounces) parmesan cheese
  
• 2 teaspoons kosher salt
• 1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
• 6 ounces baby spinach
• 1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil
• 1 pound fusilli or penne pasta
  

For the pesto: In a food processor, combine the walnuts, garlic, jalapeno, cheese, salt and pepper. Process until the mixture is smooth. Add the spinach and process until blended. With the machine running, gradually add the olive oil.

Bring a large pot of salted water to a boil over high heat. Add the pasta and cook until tender but still firm to the bite, stirring occasionally, about 8 to 10 minutes. Drain and reserve about 1 cup of the pasta water. Place the cooked pasta and pesto in a large serving bowl. Toss well and thin out the sauce with a little pasta water, if needed.

The Biggest Loser

Do YOU watch The Biggest Loser?

If you were a contestant on The Biggest Loser, would you want Jillian or Bob as your trainer?

I am a HUGE Biggest Loser fan! I can't wait to see the season 8 premiere tonight! Last's season was a complete shock when Jerry and Stella whooped the competition despite their being sent home after week one. That's inspiration for us all to know that anything is possible, to never lose hope, and to always work towards meeting our goals.

My sister-in-law tells the story about her friend in a Chicago suburb seeing Jerry and Stella at the gym. How cool is THAT? What an inspiration they are to me!

So tell me, are you tuning in tonight? I will be...with my balance ball and hand weights! Weekly Biggest Loser workouts, that's right!

David Droga

David Droga, the closest thing the advertising world has to a rock star!
--Cynthia Dayco (Comment from Facebook)

I was happy to receive an email this morning from Mindy Liu of Droga 5, New York. She corrected me on the last paragraph of this post regarding David Droga. I stand corrected. So I am reposting this revised blog entry for a more accurate information about the man. I am flabbergasted and flattered that she stumbled upon my blog :)

I think everyone loves this guy not just Saatchi & Saatchi creatives but the advertising people from around the world. David Bjorn Droga--A 40 year old Australian who is the product of a Danish mother and a Jewish businessman father. He began his advertising career from the bottom rung of the ladder -- the mailroom boy at Grey Advertising, Sydney who wanted to write, saw the work on creatives' desks and thought he could do better. He signed up to the Australian Writer & Art Directors School, came top in ranking in the entire Australia then he was immediately offered a job at FCB. Three years later, at 21, he became the youngest Creative Director (based on what I know.)

At age 26, he was offered the job of Regional Executive Creative Director of Saatchi Asia, based in Singapore. Not the typical creative person, Droga put the region on the map by winning more awards than other offices in the network, including London. So, after invading Asia, Droga once again given a fresh challenge. He became the Executive Creative Director of Saatchi & Saatchi in London, where the agency was shaking after they lost their major accounts and staff. It was a difficult start for him, the British ad community asking 'Dave who?' and wondering what on earth this young Australian had to offer. He proved so much than what was asked from him.

With his continuous success, Droga is now based in New York as the founder and Creative Chairman of Droga 5. An indpendent and fastest growing ad agency in America. It opened in New York and Los Angeles year 2006, then another one in Sydney, Australia around 2008. In Australia, Creative Magazine has named him as "AUSTRALIAN CREATIVE PERSON OF THE DECADE."

Aside from having a wife and three children in Manhattan, building a new venture, David's favorite topics are ART, Environment and anything Australian.

During his show off in the Philippines with Filipino Creatives as his audience
Photos were grabbed from Telly Arce's Facebook

Yesterday, I was informed by some Saatchi friends in Manila that Droga was in town. All of them were giggling while narrating to me their stories on how genius this guy is. But the real story behind those giggles was, David took off his shirt and tried to fit one of Team Manila's shirt during his talk for the creatives in the Philippines. By the way, I think Team Manila was the sponsor of David Droga's Talk. So after hearing these details from Hans Malang and Acid Cid, I vehemently agree that David Droga is soooo HOT! Another reason for me why I should like Australian guys. They are simply beefed up with muscles, with oozing charm and undeniable brilliance. I feel sorry I missed David Droga's visit in Manila. How I wish he will also visit Ho Chi Minh City, but I also wish I will be part of Saatchi & Saatchi Vietnam by then again. But when you dream it should be bigger since it's free right? So I am dreaming to work for Droga 5 in Sydney as an Art Director. Who knows what life brings :)

Is still on high with DROGA!

hugs,
joanie xxx

Anti mati gaya di libur lebaran

Lebaran sebentaaaar lagi...
Lebaran di itung beberapa hari lagi...
Liburan sudah di hadapi...
Kok bosen ya gitu-gitu aja??
Eits, jangan bosen kalo inul sedang goyang. Rada panas agak seksiiiii. maafkanlaaah! Aseeeek. *apesih gueeee!?*

Hmmm, madam tips (yang akan diperankan oleh gue) enggak akan tinggal diam! Hi hi hi hi -ketawa kunti-. Mari mari lihat semua, segambreng tips mengisi liburan.

• Hubungin temen-temen waktu TK, dan inget-inget kejadian paling memalukan. Siapa tahu bisa di gebet ya kaaan?
•  Belajar masak yang aneh-aneh. Seperti masak sayur sop, coba ganti sayurnya dengan tomat, terong belanda, buah mengkudu, belimbing sayur, lengkuas, jahe. *saya tidak menjamin rasanya*
• Bongkar lemari, pilah-pilah stok baju yang ada. Yang udah out of date, mari di gunting-gunting dan di renovasi.
• Sprtint nonton DVD yang enggak sama sekali pernah denger judulnya. Siapa tahu ada yang bagus dan bikin berdesir-desir. weees.
• Luangin waktu untuk 'Me-Time' misalnya: nonton bioskop sendiri, nyuci baju sendiri, pacaran sama diri sendiri, main ke time zone sendiri, ngerjain orang sendiri. Serba sendiri.
• Baca buku-buku yang enggak pernah di sentuh, dan siapin kertas, fb, atau twitter untuk maki tuh buku, penerbit, sampe penulisnya. *KEJAM*
• BACA BLOG GUE : Http://keketketty.blogspot.com
• BACA NOTES GUE DI FB, search : ketty tressianah
• Main ke media massa yang kita gandrungi, misal : Prambors, majalah Kawanku, Provoke, dll.
• Nyobain buat berani jujur sama perasaan. Mumpung lagi bulan baik, ayo tegakkan kejujuran. Dengan cara menulis semua apa yang kita rasakan sedetil mungkin lalu kirim ke orangnya.
• Mendekam di toko buku. Terutama setelah Magic Box beredar di seluruh Indonesia. Akhir bulan ini loooh!
• Go blogging! Ternyata nge-blog itu gampang kok! Enggak percaya? Sama saya juga enggak. Ehhh enggak deng. haha. Blogging itu gampang! Enggak percaya? Percaya dong. Biar percaya, klik aja ini :' aku si penyelamat untuk ngeblog'
• Selain ngeblogging, bisa juga menghasilkan uang dengan menulis. Menulis cerpen adalah yang paling simple. Dan aku cinta menulis cerpen. So enggak perlu bimbang gimana cara menulis cerpen yang bagus, karena ada beberapa cara gampang menyikut penulis-penulis handal. Follow this : 

1. "Awali dengan sambangi aku!" 
2. "Lalu giliran akuuuu!" 
3. "Kawinkan dengan aku saja!" 
4. "Aku pelengkapnya!" 
•  gimana?
• (Kalau udah ngikutin pastiiii sukses nulis cerpen yang oke. Enggak bohong deh gue, sumpeh!)
  

•  Bikin film seru pendek dengan handy cam tentang apa aja yang lo liat, di jamin seru!

Mungkin gue enggak bisa ngasih banyak banget tips yang bermanfaat. Tapi 3 tips terakhir seriuuusan gue. Di jamin makin asik deh. So enjoy your holiday.
hmmm, selamat menikmati detik-detik menjelang lebaran. yuhuuuuuu....

Lebaran sebentar lagi... jeng jeng jret
Baju baru Alhamdulillah.... jeng jeng jret
Minal aidin walfa idzin.... angpao mana??? -__-' 

Cacat itu baik di bualn puasa *LHO?*

Hey hey hey...!
Selasa selasa selasa. *sambil joged-joged ala sinchan dengan tangan ke kanan lalu ke kiri*
Entah kenapa gue bisa sebut hari ini menyenangkan meski lemes mes mes mes.
Pasti ada jawaban kenapanya sih, tapi ini bagi saya loh! haha.


Berhubung kerjaan gue adalah begadang, terbuktilah sahur hari ini gue di suapin (lagi) sama mama. Pasalnya ini mata sepet banget buat melek-melekin apalagi udah sipit. Jadilah di tempat tidur senderan, dan mangap pas disuapin. Begitu selesai suapan terakhir, langsung aja menjatuhkan diri ke bantal dan enggak sadarkan diri. Paraaaah! Lupa solat subuh jadinya! ckck. Ampuuun Ya Allah ampuuuun deh akika.


Bangun-bangun jam setengah sebelas, pas banget mas Darto lagi ngegelar games gitu. Inget banget gue, kenapa gue enggak bisa merem lagi. Secaraaaa, mas Darto nyanyi lagunya klorofil (Hijau daun-red) untuk games, begini "Suaraaa, suara apakah itu, suara apa.." gitu deh. Najis! Dan terdengarlah tepokan pada salah satu bagian tubuh Genda, yaitu perut bunciiit. Haha. Enggak ter-visualkan sih, tapi kentara abis!


Hal yang pertama gue lakukan adalah Online online *dengan nada lagunya Saykoji, mamen!*. Buka facebook cuma ngecek message buat mastiin tugas geo hari ini ngerjain dimana jam berapa. Seinget gue, kemaren janjiannya jam satuan. Eh eh eh, pas baca ternyata jam 12 dan ngumpul di rumah Adryan yang letaknya di belakang sekolah. Artinya tinggal satu jam lagi gue mesti sampe disana?! O h N o!



Dengan bekal mandi koboy plus plus. Dan dengan sukses menunggangi Septia. *Zzz nebeng maksudnya, enggak nunggang yg lain!* sampailah di rumah Adryan jam satu teng teng teng terengtengteng. Sial! Telat sejam gue.
Naasnya lagi, anak-anak yang lain belum datang. Buseeeet. Jam karet to the max, gan!

Rencananya hari ini gue mau ngerjain tugas kelompok geografi untuk foto udara. Foto dari ketinggian gitu deh, jadi kalo liat foto jalan dari atas begitu namanya foto udara. *Tukang becak : iya mbak, iyeee, tau aye juga.* Dan rencananya lagi, nyokapnya Adryan mau bantu, dengan ngasih akses masuk ke Bank Indonesia yang deket monas itu, buat moto-moto. alaaah sedapnya! Kalo kata Adya dan Adryan, "PERTAMAX GAN!" (FYI : Sampe sekarang gue enggak tau artinya dari PERTAMAX GAN!) --silahkan hey adya cengcorang, tertawalah kau sampe enggak bisa guling-gulingan ditrotoar lagi!--

Waktu jam dua, enggak ada lagi yang hinggap buat ngerjain geo. Berangkat lah empat bocah cacat cengceremen ke gedung Bank Indonesia, di anter supir dan mobilnya Adryan.
Dengan PEDE dahsyat, masuklah kedalam melewati satpam dan pemeriksaan. Isi tas bersih *kecuali chacha cokelat yang gue umpetin*, baju keren, okay, enggak ada masalah. Tapi tau-tau baru dua langkah dalam gedung dingin nan apik itu, si satpam udah negur. "Loh kok pada pake sendal semua ya?" Engg, emang enggak boleh yaa?? Kontan aja gue, Adya, Adryan, dan Septia pandang-pandangan. Naas bener!

Setelah naik lift yang kalo mau nentuin naik lift yang mana tergantung dari pas neken angka lantai di keypad kaya kalkulator besar yang di templokin di tembok, nyampe lah di lantai 22. Lantai kantor nyokapnya Adryan. Kita foto dengan berbatas pada kaca bening yang banyak debu dari luar. Pas gue mencoba mendekatkan diri ke kaca, refleks Adya ngomel. Dia takut ketinggian, dan dia takut kalo gue nempel-nempel kaca enggak bisa lepas terus gue kawin sama kaca. Bukaaaan! Dia takut tiba-tiba kacanya pecah dan gue jatuh. fufufu, care banget ya? thank you Audy (panggilan adya dari Bu Dwi)


Sip lah, sedikit berhaha-hihi ngeliat Adryan sibuk sendiri dengan tirai kaca yang kalo di tarik jadi rapat dan enggak ada cahaya yang masuk, norak!CACAT!
Abis itu duduk sebentar di kantor nyokapnya Adryan, gue berhasil menjepret secara candid si Adryan dalam pose cacat, sayang itu di kameranya Adya. HUh, pasti pada naksir deh. ahhaha.


Karena enggak tahu mesti ngapain lagi di gedung dingin itu, kita mutusin pulang ke rumah Adryan, yang anak Bridge SMA 65 sebut "WARTEG IJO". Di jalan enggak ada yang tahu, kalo gue mikir, "gini ya ternyata isinya gedung Bank Indonesia, sejuk, diam, senyap, dan ketat. weeew. Gedungnya oke banget." What a freaky i am!

Di rumah Adryan, ngantuk melanda. Akhirnya gue dan Septia menggeletakkan diri di lantai. Asik ketawa-ketawa sambil ngomongin roti melon dan roti agar-agar buat praktek industri geo, tau-tau pintu terjeblak terbuka dan suara berat bapak-bapak membuyarkan ngabuburit di lantai sore-sore. Gue dan Septia yang lagi bertelentung di lantai langsung bangun dalam satu detik. Tampangnya langsung kayak orang ke gap lagi berbuat yang tidak-tidak *you know what i mean*, Adya yg lagi tiduran di sofa juga langsung duduk. Kageeeeet nyet!

Karena itu enggak ada adegan bercinta sama lantai. Gue Adryan dan Septia akhirnya memutuskan main poker. Mumpung koper anak Bridge masih nginep di rumah Adry. wahaha. Sambil main sambil ngobrol. Muncullah celetukan aneh bin ajaib. Contohnya, "Akhirnya gue bisa punya temen manusia, biasanya gue ngomong sama komputer." "Loh bukannya lo bilang pacar lo tadi tumbuhan ya?" "mending lah temennya cewek semua, seenggaknya manusia biasanya komputer." bahahahahaha.
 

Abis dari sana gue buka puasa sama Adya di Mie Cece. Eh ada mas-mas sok ganteng padahal jelek yang ngegodain mbak-mbak di Mie cece. Bikin mual deh tuh orang.
Mas-mas sok ganteng (msg) : Mbak makasih ya mejanya di bersiin. Dapet salam loh dari gue, salam balik ga?
Mbak-mbak pelayan (mp) : ....
msg : ih embaknya sombong diem aja. salam balik ga?
mp :.... (sambil ninggalin meja itu)
 Iiiih apa banget deh tuh mas mas. hieeeeks.

Setelah kekenyangan dan mabok teh manis yang kemanisan, gue pergi ke sency. Mau meeting sama mentor film dokumenter gue, kak Puput dan Kang Om E. Ternyata di sana kita di kenalin juga sama editor film kita (gue), yaitu Nandank dan Iki. huooke.

Selesai mentoring dan foto-foto, gue, Mia, dan Ditha -tim film dokumenter gue- pergi ke J.co dan mengantri demi J.cool sharing 4 toping. yummmy! Sekalian beli setengah lusin J.co buat Adit dll, soalnya kita niat main ke Prams.
Abis itu hampirlah kita ke Ratu Plaza lantai 20. Ada Bang Andi Ilfils dan Adit Ledom. Pas siaran, kita sempet bersuara loooh *noraaaak abis!*.

Berhasil berilfil ria dengan Bang Andi ilfils. lalu sukses ngegerecokin Adit siaran. Enggak lama Mia dan Ditha pulang menunggangi taksi burung biru. Gue masih ngendok di Prambors sambil nunggu nyokap jemput. Eh tiba-tiba si Kiky dateng, jadilah ngobrol sebentar. Abis itu pulang deeeeh.