That's so COOL!

Check this out:
The coolest car of the century! Even the rim is in pink colour!!!
This car looks soooooo gay! Wakeke~

Sunday

Ever since I had bid farewell to my student life, Sunday has been my favourite day of the week. Sunday is a family day. Sunday is a chill out day. Sunday is a pig-out day. Sunday is a MSN day.

Last Sunday was all about walking and networking. Oh my, only then I realized how long I have not been on foot, at least not as much as I used to. My muscles are aching now…

It started when we were waiting for the bus. It was Sunday so the bus services were not as frequent as weekdays’. Two buses passed us by, both were packed with people, so they didn’t even bother to stop. It was almost noon and everyone was heading down town at this hour. After having to wait for almost 40 minutes, we had decided not to continue waiting, coz even if there was a bus, it would be packed as well, and we did not wanna be late for our appointment with Sandrita. So we walked.

Last Sunday was the second hottest day of the year! And damn I couldn’t use my umbrella, how pathetic. Didn’t wanna end up looking like an alien, you know, these people worshipped the sun, for them, the hotter the better; whereas for me, the hotter the deadlier, no doubt the weather was perfect for photo snapping. By the way I am not so much accustomed to the limelight. :p

HYin was busy taking photos of the rather vibrant city along the way, thanks to the sun though; whereas as I was busy searching for shady pedestrians, hastened my footsteps whenever I was exposed to the sun. If you ever hear me suggesting Pulau Redang as one of my holiday trips, it would be a miracle. And yes I have suggested it once, meaning miracle does happen in real life. Hehe~

Finally we were there, even 15 minutes earlier. :)

That was only the first half, having lunch with Sandrita.

The second half was going for a drink with other ex-colleagues of mine, as one of them, Laura is leaving for Spain this coming Thursday. Never expected that she would leave so soon. Anyway, one could never tell what would happen next, so betta enjoy and treasure life to the fullest!

It was fun hanging out with them, the rest of the evening was spent on camwhoring, gossiping, email addresses exchanging, giggling over silly jokes, and the highlight of the day was our friend, Miss HYin dropped Ewa’s Samsung camera into Laura’s cappuccino!

By the time we had our dinner, it was already quarter to 11pm.

So it has been a productive day and that’s the reason why I love Sunday! :)

Psycho Phone Conversation

I remember an encounter I had when I was working in Filini. It was not the worst I supposed but it was definitely the most psycho ever!!

I was standing by the phone doing something or nothing when the phone rang. I picked up the phone without any hesitation. Here’s how it went.

Me: Hello, Filini. Melissa’s speaking. How may I help?

(It was a guy who spoke in an extremely strong Indian accent on the other end.)

Male voice: Is this the restaurant?

Me: Yes, it’s the Filini restaurant.

Male voice: Is it an Italian restaurant?

(I am not a mean girl, so I answered him in a nice manner.)

Me: Yes it is an Italian restaurant, sir.

Male voice: Good. I would like to make a booking.

Me: Yes, of course. How many is it for, sir?

Male voice: For 4 people.

Me: When would it be?

Male voice: (He told me the date.)

Me: May I have your name and contact number please, sir?

Male voice: XXXXX. My phone number is xxxxxxxxxxx.

(From the name he has given, it appeared to me that he was an Indian. Duh…)

Me: Alright, sir.

(Then the ah neh started to ask me something about the dish we served.)

Male voice: Do you have fish?

Me: Yeah, we do serve fish, monkfish.

Male voice: Ok. Do you serve pati?

(What???!!!! What the heck was that? As I have said he spoke in a very strong Indian accent and I could not quite understand what he was asking. What I managed to make out was something started with pa and ended with ti sound. So I apologized and asked him to explain again, politely.)

Me: I am sorry sir. Please come again.

Male voice: Do you serve pati? Pati?

(Ok, now he was repeating the word and still I couldn’t catch it. I was starting to wonder if it was my problem. At the same time, I felt so embarrassed and I could feel myself blushed, hoping that the ah neh would not lose his temper and hang up on me. Then I thought he might be asking about the antipasti.)

Me: Pati? Well we do have antipasti for starter.

Male voice: No, no. Pati! Pati!

(Oh my gawd, we had a situation here now….I really truly sincerely did not understand what he wanted. And I was praying hard that he wouldn’t hang up and call the reception to complain about my poor comprehension of English.)

Me: I am really really sorry sir. I really don’t understand what you were talking about. Is it a vegetable dish? Or meat?

(I could sense he was getting uneasy and a bit fed up I supposed. Of course he has the right to. I would have exploded if someone on the other end of the phone could not understand me after having me to repeat the same word for the n times. Then here comes the psycho part.)

Male voice: (Speaking in a deeper voice) Do you have a wet pussy?

(What???!!!!!! wtf ???!!!!! Was I hearing it wrongly or it was what came out of his f**king mouth? I was shocked, stunned, speechless for a few seconds. Offended, but I was uncertain if he was over-reacting or he was only JOKING.)

Me: Excuse me sir? (I said wryly)

(Now he was explaining.)

Male voice: Is your pussy wet?!

(Son of a bitch! How was I supposed to answer?! I could have hung up on him but I didn’t for fear that it was a rude gesture and he might be offended, or worst complain about me!)

Me: Sir do you still want your booking?

Male voice: Oh yes, is it done?

Me: Yes. (Without a second thought, I hung up before he could utter another word.)

I told my manager about what happened and let her sort out the rest since I had his name and number.

Come to think of it, I was sooooooo stupid then. I should have hung up! But I DIDN’T!!!!! Bugger…

Now it’s time for revenge!

A message for the sicko wacko psycho asshole ah neh:

Fancy a wet pussy is it??! I CURSE a wet pussy growing on your face the next morning! And when you wake up and look into the mirror, all you can see is a giant wet pussy attaching to your neck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With liquid oozing out non-stop and stink for the rest of your sick f**king life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You tw*t!

*Phew* Now I feel much betta.

Something Worth A Read

My Sayang (Miss Tak Sedap :p, a very very very dear friend of mine) passed me this few years back when I was at my lowest point, if I am not mistaken :). I regarded it as something so precious and true that I have never deleted it ever since I saved it in My Document. The reality of Love that is so well portrayed in words, that not only captures my heart but also touches my soul. Thanks dear...that indeed eased my bleeding heart..

This makes for some really interesting reading.
So what has life really offered u?
Four people you will meet in life.
Life is the process of finding love;
every person will need to find four persons in their life.
First person is u,
Second person is the one you love most,
Third person is the one who love you most,
And the fourth is the one you spend the rest of your life with.
In life,firstly you will meet with the one you love most,and learn how love feels.
Because you know how love feels,so you can find the person who loves you most.
When you have experienced the feeling of loving others and being loved,
you will then know what it is you need most.
Then you will find the person who is most suitable for you,
to be able to spend the rest of your life with.
Sadly,in real life,these three people are usually not the same person.
The one you love most doesn’t love you.
The one,who love you most,is never the one you love most.
And the one you spend your life with,is never the one you love most
or the one who love you most.
He is just the person who happens to be at the right place at he right time.
Which person are you in other people’s life?
No person will purposely have a change of heart.
At the point in time when he loves you,he really loves you.
But when he doesn’t love you anymore,he really doesn’t love you anymore.
When he loves you,he can’t pretend that he doesn’t.
Same goes,when he loves you no more,there;s no way he can pretend he loves you.
When a person doesn’t love you and wants to leave you.
You must ask yourself if you still love him,
If you don’t love him anymore,do not keep him just to save your pride.
If you still love him,you should wish him happiness,
and hope that he will be with the one he loves most,not stop him from it.
If you stop him from finding true happiness with the one he loves,
it shows you already don’t love him.
And if you don’t love him,what rights do you have to blame him for a change of heart?
Love is not possessive,
If you like the moon,you can’t just take it down and put it in your basin,
But the moonlight still shines upon you.
In other words,when you love a person,
you can use another method of possessing the person.
Let him become a permanent memory in your life.
If you really love a person,you must love him for what he is.
Love him for his good points,and the bad,
You can’t wish for him to become like what you like him to be
just because you love him.
If he can’t change to become what you like him to be,you don’t love him anymore.
When you really love a person,you cannot find a reason why you love him,
You only know that no matter when and where,good mood or bad mood,
you will wish to have this person be with you.
Real love is when two people can go through the toughest problems
without asking for promises or listing criterias.
In a relationship,you have to put in effort and give in at times,
not always be on the receiving end.
Being away from each other is a type of test,
If the relationship isn’t strong,then you can only admit defeat.
Real love will never become hate.
When two people are in love,
They love to ask each other to swear,to make promises.
Why do they ask each other to swear and promise?
Because they don’t trust each other,they don’t trust their lover.
These swear and promises are useless;
Till the sky falls,till the ocean dry,my love for you will never change!
We all know that the sky will never fall;the ocean will never dry,
Even if it does happen,are we still alive by then?
Be careful when making promises;don’t make promises that you cannot keep.
Swear by things that can never happen,because it can never happen,
so no harm just saying it casually.
Remember,”Swearing by things that can never happen are the most touching!”
In a relationship,what you say is one thing,but what you do is another.
The one saying,doesn’t believe ;the one listening,also doesn’t believe.
Which person have you found so far?
In the world so big,which person have you found?
And who has found you?

I Heart e-Shopping!

*the word 'heart' = love. one of the blogging-jargons I've learned lately :) *

Shopping could never be so much easier, particularly for groceries!! How come I have never ever opted for this option before, even though I knew of its existence way back before I was born?! Geez, I am sooooooooo thick! Now that the bus company has profited from my hard-earned wages (£1.50/trip and only Buddha knows how much they have blood-sucked me for the past 8 months) and not to mention great amount of energy has been wasted on dragging the carrier bags all the way from the bus-stop to my front door. I hate it every time I go for my weekly stock replenishment.

Having to live under the rock for almost 25 years, my judgment has been clouded by my conservative perception that online shopping is not trustworthy, and that privacy will be breached by third party one way or another. Maybe back home, it might be the case, the chances of being cheated are much higher, but here in the UK, I figured out it’s a lot safer.

I usually get my groceries from Tesco. Due to some reasons I decided to shop online instead of me going to Tesco personally. So here are the steps to hassle-free shopping guide.

First, is to log on to Tesco’s website.

Then book a delivery slot. Each slot is priced differently.

For example, weekend will cost more than weekdays. So for me I choose the time slot based on the price, would not want to pay for anything extra, not even a penny extra. After deciding on the time and day, the slot is then reserved for me for the next 2 hours while I do my shopping.

There’ll be a drop-down list by clicking Food & Drink.

So now I can start my shopping by browsing through the categories and pick the items I need. :) By selecting a particular item, it will be added automatically into the shopping basket.

Done with the shopping? Then I’ll just need to view my basket and confirm the items I have selected. If everything’s fine then I can proceed to checkout where I will be asked to confirm my details and most importantly PAY.

Then that’s it, it’s done!!

All I need to do is to wait for the delivery guy to send me my groceries.

See? No more hassles, no more struggling with the carrier bags, and I get my stuff without having me to step an inch out of the house. Isn’t that great???!!!

I love Tesco Online!!!

P/S: Just to clarify, I only e-shop for groceries. When it comes to clothes and footwear, I still prefer to visit the outlet myself.

Bon Apetite 4: Tea House

After standing under the scorching sun for more than 45 minutes and thereby increasing my risk of getting skin cancer (alright, I have exaggerated a bit, it was not that HOT, and I could use some Vitamin D), and to put it in a blunt way, I needed to eat. It was already past lunch hour, almost coming to tea time. I guess that was supposed to be my lunch. Hmm…the marriage between breakfast and lunch produces brunch. What about matching lunch and tea-time/ tea-break?? Would it be:

a) lunchea (pronounced as lunch-chi)? It sounded more like lán sí.. I am a Hokkien, so it’s a bad idea

b) tunch (pronounced as tan-ch)? Err.. not a good one either, should start with the word ‘lunch’.

c) lutea (pronounced as liu-tee, I invented that)? Hmm.. I can live with that. :p

While making our way to the city centre, we were trying to make up our minds where to feast. I didn’t feel like consuming fast food although at times I have a sudden intense craze for it, especially McD :) I suggested going for Chinese buffet. HYin was indecisive, whereas LJ was practically fine with anything. Half way through, I changed my mind again. :) I was indecisive. At last we settled on the Tea House (or chá zhuang in Mandarin).

Tea House is a small, simple restaurant located in Bold Street. As the name suggests, it serves Asian food.

I’ve been there once, more than half year ago I reckoned. It doesn’t have much room to cater for huge crowd and yet it has this pleasant ambience that reminds me of Little Taiwan in One Stop, Penang.

Before stepping into Tea House, I have already known what to drink. Iced yin-yeung! We decided that we each ordered a main then shared amongst ourselves. Without much difficulty, I had my eyes on Seafood in Portuguese sauce, served with rice. The couple ordered Hainan Chicken rice and char kuey teow, respectively.

So here comes my iced yin-yeung.

It was so-so, too much tea probably. So far the best iced yin yeung still goes to Kim Gary. :) Soree, Tea House, you just need to try harder next time.

Within minutes after drinks were served, our mains followed. LJ’s char kuey teow was the first to come, followed by Hainan Chicken Rice and mine was the last.

Presentation wise, my Seafood in Portuguese Sauce scored badly.

The char kuey teow was good, but of course it was not as excellent as those of Penang’s.

We are in the UK, so I shouldn’t be complaining much. Upon ordering it, we were warned by the waiter that it was a spicy dish. How considerate of him.. but uh.. we’d like our kuey teow to be spicy, the spicier the better. Taste wise, I guess they must have used ketchup for the base coz it was sweet with mild spicy.

Oh I loved the chicken rice!!

The rice was just right, not too oily and yet it gave a full flavour of typical fragrant chicken rice. The steamed chicken was alright but it was the ginger dip that won my heart over. Back home, chicken rice is served with a side of chilli, and at some point it is the chilli that determines the popularity of a chicken rice stall. However here, chicken rice is served with a side of ginger dip instead of chilli.

The ginger dip gave a tangy, salty and garlicky taste, when had it with the chicken, the combination was superb! An absolutely blend of perfection. I rated it 10/10!

The Seafood in Portuguese Sauce was a big let down. Couldn’t quite figure out what sauce that was, but what I could be sure of was it was too creamy, too much of coconut milk and very filling. Not recommended.

In a nutshell, the winner goes to….Hainan Chicken Rice!

By the way did I mention that I am half Hokkien and half Hainanese, perhaps a little bit of Cantonese? :p

The Tall Ships' Races 2008

The day was brilliant, clear blue sky with gusting of wind, a lovely day for an outing.

The organizer must have done their research well in choosing the perfect date for it was the day for the Parade of Sail whereby over 70 vessels around the globe that filled Liverpool’s quaysides and docks for the past 3 days began their 5-week Tall Ships’ Races 2008 voyage. But it is not until 23 July when the race is officially begun, departing from the northern coast of Northern Ireland, sailing across the North Sea heading towards Norway.

I was amazed. By the large number of people who turned up at the Albert Dock, despite the fact that it was Monday!

I repeat MONDAY! I don’t get it. It wasn’t a Bank Holiday or anything, so where the hell did those people come from?! Did they not have to work? Were they all mostly tourists? *Ahem, for my case it’s a bit different, I see myself as a tourist. :p* It was an unsolved mystery. And finally I have to agree with The Bangles that it was just another Manic Monday. Case closed.

So in the back of my head, I was expecting to see a picture of the fleet sailing past in echelon when the clock struck 2pm. That is how a parade of sail supposed to be and that would be quite an awesome view. So I waited patiently.

However I later realized that I was wrong about the parade. I regretted for not reading the papers. The ships were divided into 8 sections and the fleet did not sail past in echelon, instead they sailed past one by one. What??!! Imagine a ship, sailing past, the crowd cheers, it is then followed by another vessel, the crowd cheers again…the whole thing’s gonna repeat until all the vessels have sailed past. Well, soree, I am just not that kind of person who would stand there and cheer for over 70 times, I tend to lose my patience halfway, and I believe so does the crowd.

Anyway due to my err…petite figure, it was not of any advantages. Sad to say my visibility was limited to only 100meter, so I passed Hyin my baby (Canon S5 IS) and let her do the job on my behalf. :)


It did not take long for the crowd to lose their patience. Right after the Mexico vessel, everyone started to leave,obviously they were bored,just like me *Hehe~*. See, I was right about that.

Anyway the whole event was not something to shout about, but at least the weather was great and the outing itself was very much appreciated.

Omg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh my gawd!!!!!!!!!!! oh my gawd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Karen Cheng has left me a comment on Facebook!!!!!!!
Oh no, my heartbeats are racing and I can hardly breath....
Relax..stay calm..Inhale.Exhale.Inhale.Exhale....*Phew*
Karen Cheng's Comment
And of course, I replied back, :)
Now, a message for the auntie who stared at us the other day:
"Stare at us somemore la, now I've got a celebrity's attention!" HeHe~
Anyway Karen Cheng is such a dear....

Westlife : Catch My Breath

This song has just caught my breath, giving me goose bumps.
Damn I would have melted quicker than the ice in Antarctic if a guy I fancy were to sing me this gorgeous song and mean it every single word!!!
And I'll marry him straight away!! Haha...

Wed.Thu.Fri

WEDNESDAY

Headed down town, grabbed a coffee (although I’d already had my decaff. coff. before going out. Somehow I figured out that I could do some caffeine fix), had a quick catching up with Tania. Before that I had gone to Tesco. So those were the groceries that I bought after the freaking slug incident. But I totally forgot about SALT!! Buddha blessed me this time….

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THURSDAY

Was raining all day. Did not even bother to step out of the house. Rainy day was a perfect day to pig out and idled away the hours in my comfy zone. :)

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FRIDAY

Our plan of the day was to go to Albert Dock, snapped as many photos as possible and be amazed or thrilled by the pirate ships (Liverpool is hosting the Tall Ships’ Races 2008), then went shopping.

It was a gloomy day, with light showers and it was definitely not a day for photo-snapping session. Not wanting to miss our chances, we insisted on going anyway, convinced that there would be surprises awaiting us.

Getting off in Dale Street, we walked up to Liverpool One and headed straight to the Albert Dock which was merely a 10-min walk away. The weather might be sort of a disappointment but that did not hinder the huge crowd from flooding the dock. And I happened to be one of them. :) So I thought to myself: Judging from the throngs of visitors, there must be something exciting going on. I was lucky to be there. YooHoo!!

A few vessels were in sight, so without any hesitation I pulled out my Canon and started snapshot-ting. Well, they were alright, just some plain ships, not something I expected.

They must have saved the best one last, it must have parked somewhere further down, I told myself, or giving myself an excuse to at least follow the flow of the crowd. Owing to the cloudy weather, there was no hint of liveliness in the photos I’d taken and I was not happy to see that. So approximately 20 minutes into the journey, I lost my interest and called it off. I’d rather spent my day shopping.

So we walked back up to Liverpool One and started our shopping spree. :) Females were born to be shopaholics, and males counterparts have betta lived with it. Then I had a crazy idea and suggested to HYin: Lets do the Karen Cheng pose.

We walked into ZARA, found ourselves a full length mirror, positioned ourselves, made sure that no one was watching then *SNAP*. Doing the Karen Cheng pose. :) (I've joined the Doing The Karen Cheng group on Facebook and thus posted this photo up ^_^) From the corner of my eyes, I saw a lady was staring at us…So what? Never see someone taking photo before ar? Having to say (think) that, we casually walked away and pretended that nothing happened at all. Hehe~

Our activity for the rest of the day: SHOP SHOP SHOP & SHOP!

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By the way my friend has commented on my Mango Icebox. And I quote:

KY: knoe wat...it looks a lil awful...

Guess I failed it pretty badly.. :)

A Slug War

That’s it! I HATEEEEEEEE this house!!!!!!!!!! Because I have to put up with water leaking problems, funghi proliferation, lousy front door, idle washing machine & microwave, and above all SLUGS!!!!

I oughtta express my hatred and if possible I would have burnt the whole house down and shouted at the top of my lungs: You are f***ing going down!!!!

There was a huge slug appearing on my bedroom’s wall last night, a few inches from the door. Geez can you ever imagine sharing your room with a slug??!! My reactions upon seeing it was spontaneous, as if a warning alarm has been alerted: Screeched in fright and run like hell.

HYin and LJ had to take care of it afterwards.

I merely slept and I barely moved the whole night, for the pictures of horrific images kept flashing through my mind. I did not dare to move for fear that once I turned my head around I’d come face to face with another huge slug, lying beside me. Or there would be loads of them all over my room, on the floor, the wall, the wardrobe…. Worse, they would eat my alive! Dammit, now that my room is no longer safe. Might as well commit suicide.

Things that I hate, no. No, in this context ‘hate’ is inappropriate to describe how I feel towards them, ‘fear & horror’ would be more relevant here.

The Top 3:

Worms

Regardless of the size, any organism that does not possess any legs or too many legs e.g. caterpillar would have given me a cardiac arrest. And slugs happened to be in this category. Worse comes to worst, I tear like a baby, as what happened last night. I could not explain as to why I am sooooooooooo afraid of them. By just typing the word ‘worms’ is already potent enough to give me goose bumps. At the very sight of them, I could go berserk. Maybe it’s in the gene. I remembered my grandma used to tell me how a leech could enter the vagina and breed there. I questioned the credibility of the story, albeit it did scare the sh*t out of me. But between a telltale and a fact, I chose the fact. Although unlike leech, slugs are basically ‘vegetarians’, they are still my enemy of the enemies!

Rodents

Rats, mouse, lemming….whateva that comes under the family is a threat to me, again regardless of size. That’s the reason why I will never ever opt for hamster as a pet. Well no doubt it’s nice to look at, but….betta stay away from me. Never ever come near me in a few metres radius!

Height

I still remember back in my uni days when I had to take the stairs leading up to DK3 and DK4 (UTAR, Setapak campus) which is situated at the top floor of the 4-storey building. When I ascended the stairs I never looked down, or to left/right. And I walked as far from the banister as possible.

Whenever I am upset or pissed off, I shop or I eat. Today I am gonna shop! (Actually I need to go to the bank and shop for groceries also la.. :p)

Gonna arm myself with tonnes of salt. You’d betta watch out slugs!! I shall show you no mercy!!! *Evil laughs*

I’m out of the house (with a torch and gasolene :p). Mel signing off.

What a day.....

11:00am

My weather widget reads 17°C and the max. temperature for today would be 20°C.

I don’t like it. Although it’s gonna rain, it’s still gonna be bloody warm.

I know it’s nothing as compared to M’sia which is probably in the range of 26-30°C in average, I shouldn’t be complaining. But strange enough when I was in M’sia 2 months back I didn’t really feel the heat. It was actually the high humidity that almost killed me, feeling sweaty and sticky all over. Yaiks…that was disgusting!

Here in the UK, the weather is burning hot and dry. Worse.

Back home when it was warm, fret not coz I could just easily switch on the fan or air-conditioner and put it to the max; whereas here the only electrical appliance that ventilates the air is this mini heater fan. That's not my leg by the way. You can’t even feel the cooling wind except your feet since it’s on the floor. If your pits are sweating, well you just gotta hug it to your chest or find a way so that it’s attached to your chest. :p *I’ve never done that before, so I don’t guarantee it works that way.* All I need to do is to stretch out my arms and flap for a while, then Ta-Daa dry pits. ~MuaHaha…

The weather forecast back home is crap. Never once in my life it provides an accurate forecast, not even close to as a matter of fact. Anyway I don’t bother to know either, coz it’s either rain or sunny. Very much predictable. But here it is always essential to check on the weather forecast before going out, so that you know which sweater/jacket/overcoat to put on. How often the English has always said that one can experience all the 4 seasons in just one day. And we should listen to them well.

It’s time for lunch, gotta run.

*Ciao* (by the way it’s Italian, not Hokkien!)

Bon Apetite 3: Quarter-Pounder Lamb Burger

After a night of Italian, we have decided to go for Western, for goodness sake. Since HYin and I can’t take beef, it’s simply 2 to 1 and the majority wins. So Li Jing has to oblige to our Lamb Burger instead of Beef Burger. Soree mate…

It’s absolutely true that I dislike fried stuff or oily food, but heck, life’s a short, so aim high! Which means instead of avoiding getting diabetes, I should try to get myself a complication of diseases. Buy 1 (illness) and get 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (diseases),…etc free. CHOY!!!!! I treasure my life (or health) as much as I value my family. All I’m trying to say is that I should get creative and explore my tastebuds as far stretch as possible so that I bear no regrets when I have one foot in the grave.

Waking up feeling starved this morning (it was almost noon to be exact :p), and with the visions of mouth-watering burger lingering on my mind, everyone was assigned a task or tasks to speed things up. Me, taking care of the burgers and salad, HYin was in-charged of the onions, buns, eggs, whereas Li Jing was responsible for drinks and not to forget camera man as well as KP (kitchen porter).

After don’t-know-how-long of frying, tossing and turning, we were ready to feast. Lamb burger served with fresh and crisp salad, and Tia Maria coffee. It would have cost us more than £10 per person if we were to eat out. In total that would be £30++ (= RM 193++) and that’s just for lunch.

Once looked at the mounted burger, I knew instantly that I was going to skip dinner tonight. For sure!

Indulgence to me, means high-end splurging, fine dining, dressing up, branded goods, manicure & pedicure, first-class travelling etc, anything that only the wealthy can afford. How shallow I was back then.

My definition for indulgence has changed ever since being frugal has been my calling. And now this is what I called indulgence.

Good companions.

Good food (anything edible and presentable, plus doesn’t cost much)

Good moments of fun.

15 minutes or so gone by and we have a winner!!! HYin was the first to wolf down her burger. She must have got quite a big, sharp, efficiently functioning molar there. :p I was taking mine real slowly because…damn.. it was really filling. *Luckily I was wearing a pair of elastic, stretchable pants*

Eventually, no food was wasted except HYin’s. That was not a wise choice, luv. Should have finished your greens.

As I am posting this blog, 5 hours after our more-than-satisfying lunch, I am still feeling satiated.