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Haven't had time to catch up on penning down my personal thoughts on this intimate (and very unknown) space of mine. Reason? None other than work. I've never shun the idea of a 9-6 job like many youngsters around me do, because why, VERY few stable jobs that I know of actually provide the luxury of flexible working timings. So long as my working days are productive and I don't have to worry about earning a meager income and most importantly, I'm walking along the path that I've carved out for myself, the fixed timings don't matter. 

Last weekend, I queued up for the newly opened and HIGHLY raved Pince & Pints for 2.5 hours. What was meant to be a dinner turned out to be supper. My poor soles on that platform shoes that night.. Despite how the food didn't disappoint us, I wouldn't exactly say it was worth that 2.5 hours Q because that is definitely my first and last time of killing my soles for food. But after hearing how my extremely couch potato bro would Q up this long for good food, I started to doubt my initial judgment of how this horrendous Q would be just a temporary craze, like the bubble tea craze. 

I had the chili lobster with fried mantou. Initially, both Redbull & I were overestimating our appetites and underestimating the portions of the food. BUT, we were too full to have our supper which we planned to after this meal. 

His lobster roll with some greens and fries. Though the lobster roll leaves little room for complaints, I felt they could put in more effort for the fries. Even Mac and kfc fries taste better than this. 

My pincer that Redbull peeled off the shell for me.

Yet another day filled with love. Some see it as a specific day to pamper the most important woman in their life, some see it as just an ordinary day where every second is merely just a tick on the clock, some feel that it’s a day to be coerced or pressurized into buying/making a gift for that woman. Well, it should be just an ordinary day in the sense that every day should be a day filled with endless gratitude and love showered upon the woman, upon the people whom you love. My siz and I each prepared a dessert for our Heroine who has a sweet tooth. She made strawberry truffles while I made coconut & pandan layered kueh. 

Simple dinner at The Grandma’s Kitchen, a relatively new dining place. The food is good, to the point that Heroine praised that it tastes better than her cooking which is the FIRST time, so that says it all. 

My fav KL hokkien mee. 

CKT

Curry chicken

Salted egg prawn

Steamed white chicken

Beef rendang

Spinach beancurd with mushroom

I was an unpaid chef on Good Friday, at Wang Dae Bak, BBQ-ing the meat for the carnivores. Having Redbull feeding me a few mouths of the luncheon meat stew and 1-2 pieces of meat, I sat there concentrating on the task of being an unpaid chef. On a tight budget and with a filled stomach, I had to curb on my weekends spending. Nonetheless, I didn't choose to wallow in self-pity and instead I was happily cooking the meat for them. 

Had 2 bowls of the soup and this big bowl of heaven is worth every cent of $35. The portion is definitely sufficient for sharing. It turned out to be more than enough for the 5 of them, 6 if you ask me, with Redbull having the appetite for 2. 

Wanted to do an 'oscar selfie' but ended up with Redbull approaching someone to take this shot for us. 

Afterwards, guess what? My fav place for waffles! CREAMIER. This time round, I chose orange with (another fruit) mixed with vodka ice-cream. My preference for alcoholic ice-cream has never failed me once. No thanks for the usual classic flavors like choc or vanilla or strawberry. Again, the waffles I'm addicted to~

Burning off calories session the next morning with these kakis. 

What's better than a weekend spent exploring food and cozy looking shops along rows of shop-houses with back alleys that are worth stopping for some photo-taking? That was my Saturday. Trying my best to ignore my constipation problem, I decided to pamper it with food hoping it'd get better and it didn't. But at least food wise, it left me no room to whine about. 

#ootd of an #ootd

Child kidnapper alert! 

Books Actually
I haven't had time to immerse myself in world of words for so long. All my reading time is devoted to studying and slipping in time to catch up on news daily. Reading news is probably the closest I've been to actually reading during my degree phase. Long forgotten are the touch of storybooks in my hands, the smell of the pages when I flip over and the reluctant slipping of my bookmark in between the pages when I've to stop reading. I'll be back on my reading track after I'm done with my final wees. Reading of books which I'm emotionally attracted to and of course those that I'm 'financially' and 'economically' attracted to if you get what books those are.

PS Cafe only allows takeaways and the limited seats are only suitable for wine tasting or desserts and the Q at a food bistro signified a wait too terrifying for our famished stomachs, we settled for Poteato.
The truffle fries reminded me that I still haven't pay Sprmrkt a visit for their highly raved truffle fries. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't that this truffle fries' sub-standard reminded me of that, this plate is goodness itself. 

Buffalo wings

My BBQ ribs with a unique sauce which tastes of Indian's spices that I, fortunately, like. No racist intention, just that Jeremy didn't like the taste of spice in the sauce like I did,

Having laid my eyes on PS Cafe's desserts section earlier on, it would be a sin if I didn't take a leap at their desserts so here, this rich and moist chocolate cake with generous layer of nuts. Though delicious, but it is on the pricier side to me. $12 for a slice of cake. I guess I ain't cut out for those high-end tai tai hi-tea lifestyle. 

LONG TIME CRAVING! Creamier waffles! My liking for waffles found its way of enlightenment when I had my first bite on Wimbly Lu's thick, crispy & fluffy waffles. Never thought I'd find a waffle that I'd like more (equally yes but not more) until I tried Creamier's. 

The main reason why I prefer Creamier's is because it's thicker yet it doesn't lose the crispiness & fluffiness. And their interesting flavors of ice-cream appeals more to me than Wimbly's.

I've always love crossing the borders to Msia, especially when it's a visit to my grandma's house. This time round, I love it more because Redbull finally decided to tag along just to make me happier. After this trip, I grew greedier, secretly wishing he'd go with my family & I every time. But well, of course I'm not going to constantly pester him to go, it must be according to his own wishes that would make the trip meaningful.

Anyway, due to Qing Ming Jie, everyone was making their way to Msia so we were stuck in the traffic for more than an hour or so. But, the journey was more tolerable because of the companion and random conversations accompanied by loud roars of monstrous laughter. 

Yeap, booked a private car for the 6 of us.

Lying on his flabby arms while watching the never-ending line of vehicles.

'No honking' sign which was ignored blatantly right at the custom's authorities' faces; all the impatient motorcyclists summoned all their energy to honk with all their might until the authorities opened another lane for them to pass through. 

Talk about teamwork. 

This faceless lone ranger.

Night time must-do activity is to visit the pasar malam for all the goodies. We ate non-stop the moment we embarked on the trail of food. Practically non-stop. We kept our eyes affixed to the two rows of stalls, hurling 'STOP' to the rest of us whenever any one of us saw something we wanted to eat.

 Beancurd, cheese fries, ice-kachang, peanut mochi, fried chicken, fish cake drenched with sweet chili, taiwan chicken bun, fried sweet potato balls, carrot-cake, cheese tofu tarts...

The amount of calories gained that night.

This is the first time we saw this stall, must be new bird. RM7 for a generous portion. 

Anyway, here's my gross looking heels after the foot mask. The process may be displeasing to the eyes, but the outcome is what's worth it. 

Saturday mass with Redbull & his family. A good thing the church wasn't freezing like it usually did, otherwise my arms would be suffering. 

Korean cuisine at Star Vista for future dad-in-law's 54th birthday. There was a Q but we got a table not long after. The perks of being early before the peak dinner time. 

The menu isn't extensive but we still managed to order what caught our eyes except for the absence of egg dish for Redbull. I don't get his love for eggs. Like every single meal, he NEEDS egg? It's not a want anymore. He'll go "Huh, no egg dishes?" Ahlamak, it's only egg. If HDB allows hen to be kept as pet in our future house, he'll sure vouch for that though he'll still have to pass my stage first, which is a definite no. So too bad.

I'm not amazed by the delivery of greens to our table because that is very common sight for places with korean BBQ. But I was in awe of the long tray of this many varieties of greens. Like I was in a vegetable plantation! 

Glass noodles glass noodles, my favorite! The aroma of sesame oil (?) makes this tastier than it already is. I think I unknowingly ate half of the portion though this was meant to be shared among the 6 of us. Can't blame me, blame Redbull for putting this plate of goodness in front of me. 

Pancakes which we ordered 2 plates.

We had tofu stew, some beef rice (which tasted very bland but its soup saved the day) and meats for BBQ. Aside from the meats which I've tasted much well marinated ones elsewhere like the recent visit to Kim's, the rest were sufficient to leave me grinning after the meal. I'm quite easily satisfied, as long as the food doesn't taste bad, I'll find it (not delicious but at least) acceptable. 

I've something to complain about Redbull. His lack of attention to details. As the meal was drawing to an end, Redbull was secretly discussing with me where to get a birthday cake for his dad. Note the word secretly. We were whispering to each other so his dad wouldn't hear us. He suggested Awfully Chocolate but I wasn't so sure of his dad's preference for chocolates cause many elderly don't prefer chocolate, especially those rich & heavy ones at Awfully Chocolate. We had to check with his mum instead. He tried to mouth the words to her from across the table, hoping she could read his lips which she obviously couldn't cause who can unless you've been trained to lip read right? So I had to lean across the table and whispered to her ears if uncle likes chocolate and she shook her head. 

From the somewhat tedious process of coming to a decision of getting a non-chocolate cake, I bet everyone can already tell this was meant to be a surprise, that Redbull wanted to surprise his dad with a birthday cake, right? AND, the real surprise came. Before leaving to buy a cake, Redbull announced (YES, ANNOUNCED), "Y'all settle the bills, I'll go buy cake". 

C'mon everyone, gather around, Mr Alvin Lim has got an announcement to make and that is he is going to buy a cake for his dad. 

YES, he did just did that. Ruined the surprise he painstakingly initiated to have. He was the one who whispered to me about what cake to get. Going all undercover only to announce he was gonna buy the cake, tell me what's the point of all the whispering and mouthing of words right? 

sigh. Why is my bf so clumsy? After being 'assassinated' by our ( his sis & me) stares and nagging, he said he figured out there wouldn't be a surprise cause his dad would find out at the end despite whatever the plan was so might as well just let him know.

 Of course, he'd find out at the end. Surprises are meant to be given to the receiver and have the receiver receiving it from his end right? The surprise lies not in the end, it lies in between the planning and finale. This guy doesn't get it, he doesn't. WELL~

Anyway, twelve cupcakes was our final decision. At least the choice of cake wasn't announced.