Tell me, do you eat to live or live to eat? Sometimes, I am the latter. Just because some food are just too tantalising to be missed, and some a little orgasmic(read: cakes and desserts). I don't mind spending a bomb on a good meal; and that is only if I had the cash on hand.
This particular episode of What Women Want, was an interview of this women(she's a tai-tai for sure) who literally live to eat. Wow.
Some facts about me and food;
1. I don't eat uncooked durian.
2. I can be a messy eater at times.
3. Unlike Rosa, I don't favour red meat that much.
4. The only mushroom I eat are buttons.
5. I'm rather pissed if I only get 2 packets of chilli when I order a meal.
6. I'm a die hard fan of chocolates.
7. When I eat a burger, I don't eat the last 1/4 of the bread.
8. If I foresee that I can't finish my plate, I'll devour all the meat and expensive ingredients first.
9. Mrs. Fields brownies are like water beds, syiok!
10. Jacob's Kraks Sour Cream & Onion are my latest snack craze.
Moving on, yesterday was dinner meetup. Food, again!
It took us 15mins to find this.
One is working her ass off.
My pasta fusion and crazy nails.
The group seems to get smaller.
Results of a good meal; fatter fingers and bad photos.
The good stuff that's a must on the list.
As I was browsing the malay newspaper today, there's another food hideout I want to try. MadJack at Jalan Kayu. Raggie, it's your area.
For today, mother didn't cook so I had to eat out for both lunch and dinner. Good thing, I asked mom $10 for meal but she left me $50 instead. Of course I took advantage of it. I used another $10 to get Cookie Crisp cereal(with Spiderman toy in it) and milk.
Bad thing, dinner made me angry. A hungry woman is an angry woman, right? I pre-ordered fried beehoon and chicken chop at the two different stalls(I'm not a pig, the latter is for mother) expecting it to be ready when I return from getting my cereal and milk. However, no. The Indian man prepared me normal fried noodles instead. I know it's not much of a difference, still fried. But I prefer Indian beehoon as it's bouncier. Really, you should try. As for my chicken chop, it was not ready at all. I assumed she forgot my order. Impatience almost ate my hunger away.
Is that karma or what? I used extra $10 without the mother's permission.
But.
Today my mom used my handbag without my permisson too. In fact, it's not the first time.
Another type of reading glasses; the magnifying one.
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