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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. 

Doses of surprises still spring at my doorstep every now and then. They aren't the ones you'll label as glamorous but only superficial beings would go after that cause all you need is money to buy that sort of glamor. Whereas down to earth and simple surprises are those that bear the most significant meaning in my heart despite the 'low maintenance' factor. Killing two birds with one stone, why not? 

Anyway, Redbull planned for a secret dinner date last Friday, just for me. How dear, I must say. Remembering my casual comment of wanting to try Pepperoni Pizzeria. Making the effort to call up the restaurant to make a reservation knowing the crowd. 

Yes, small gestures but don't tell me these aren't the gestures that make it through cause I bet they are the only gestures that matter in the long run. Idc whether a guy is all lovey dovey, splurges all his time, effort & money on me, showers me with endless mushy convo all day all night, IN THE BEGINNING. I don't wish for a relationship which goes through the extravagant 'honeymoon' period only to find the other half disappearing together with the initial 'glamor' he once showered upon me. 

The relationship & companionship I've wished for, I have it now, because of him. Sturdy, committed, full of nonsensical inner jokes, yet not lacking the passion and surprises. 

"All we knead is love"

Doughs of love

I ONLY have thin-crust pizza.

Hybrid pizza. Salmon and ham+egg.

Pasta/pizza, I'll spam the cheese powder for sure.

Only one of their pastas is cream base which is the classic carbonara which I like but wanted to try something different so I chose venus clams in white wine sauce fusilli. The garlic taste is too strong for Redbull's liking but garlic lovers like me should like it as much as I did.

My weekends are always pretty much about food, aside from sticking to my exercising regime with the hope of lessening the guilt from consuming all these unhealthy food. Saturday dinner with Redbull's family after their mass. 

I've passed Kim's several times, with most of the times it being closed. Tucked in a row of shophouses just few doors away from Carpenter & Cook and finally I got to try this authentic korean cuisine. 

The lady who picked up my call on Friday didn't jot down my reservation but we only had to wait for less than 10 minutes before getting our table. The place was packed, only a few tables were empty in the second room Kim's has. 

Scribbles and doodles on the wall.

Seafood hotpot. Thought this hotpot was the Army Stew I really wanted to try, but turns out it was glass noodles instead of maggie mee. Ntm the pathetic portion of glass noodles which I only managed to lay my hands on a few strands. BUT, the soup was sweet and the seafood is fresh. 

Refillable! The sweet ikan bilis, fish cakes and fruits salad! 

Topokki

The BBQ chef of the night. We ordered pork belly and marinated pork collar. Best BBQ meat I've had in a korean restaurant. Very well marinated succulent meat. My stomach didn't seem to have enough of it. There were 5 of us so... My stomach is accustomed to the portion of food it always consumes when I'm with Redbull alone. Like the same amount of food we ordered is what Redbull & I would usually order when it's just the both of us. Ya, we are crazy.

Ok, perhaps minus of this huge green onion pancake. We would definitely order the hotpot & the 2 plates of meat.

Redbull finally brought me to this mookata place at Golden Mile which he has been constantly raving to me about and ya, it didn't disappoint. 

Time waits for no man, indeed. We've all been ushered into 2014 with or without our wills. Some may wish to remain in 2013, others may wish otherwise, the rest may be nonchalant about the beginning of a new year.