the nominees.

since yee fung's officially down and out of the king of laksa tourney, i bring to your attention, two underdogs.
you might not know this, but foodcourts are sometimes an awesome location for good food. not to mention good laksa.

here, is the laksa melaka from center point's palm cafe.



and over here, is city mall food court's version of the kuching laksa.



both are pretty orgasmic. if you love laksa.

go try em out and tell me what you think!

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head over heels.

eureka!

i got bored.

cooking's all bout experimentation.
and presentation.





they don't look as good as how mom makes them..
but hey, it's a start. =)

food for thought.

the fried rice i made tonight was exceptionally good..
but kinda looks a little to much like dog food.

a random conversation in the kitchen just now.

"hey, where's your food?"

"back in the oven."

"what? is it not cremated enough already?"

ROFLMAO.

christmas..

came late this year. or last. however you want to put it. i thought i've already experienced snow in its fullness. boy was i wrong. and boy was it good to be wrong. day before yesterday, i woke up to another yet again, white, but wet day. the weather will really put you off, especially when it's wet, rainy and windy all the time. you feel like you won't want to go anywhere. you know, just stay in bed, or creep up and lean on the radiator, give it good hard jabs until it start working.

that was until later that morning i went for class that i was amazed. amazed at how i couldn't tell pavement from road. and that i was grateful for my trusty boots that kept me dry inside inches of snow. i crossed streets and buildings and saw tractors doing their thing, trying to dissolve the snow, and it seemed like the snow was winning. in class i looked out my window, and saw that there was no wind. snowflakes were falling slowly down like feathers. only, pure? i'm not even sure if that's the word for it. night came. snowmen popped up everywhere like mushrooms.







i tried to take a picture of a snowman.. much taller than i was.. but i got hit in the head. with a snowball. it hurt. SNOWBALL FIGHT.

anyways. i received a package yesterday. a box. computer box. from malaysia it says.



mom and dad promised to send me a few things so my chinese new year wouldn't suck so bad. yes. i complained a lot, i must admit. but hey, look at the end product!



loads of goodies, and not to mention, maggi. of MASSIVE PROPORTIONS. i bet, if i had instant noodles for breakfast and lunch and dinner, for the whole month, i'd still have leftovers. awesome.



aww. that blue part. it said, "Here's to you! The Just In Case Noodle Traveller - Here's to those who always pack noodles in the luggage. Just in case Japan runs out of sushi. Just in case Paris runs out of croissants. There's always a room for a carton of MAGGI mee in your luggage. Thanks to you, MAGGI is MAGGI." i almost cried. if i was back home, i'd say this was a con. a gimmick. not anymore.

i love you, Maggi.

oh. I love you too, mom and dad.

DAMMIT.

omg.

I TOTALLY FORGOT TO EAT

• WAT TAN HOR
• "WO TIEH"
• SUI JIAO
  
• TUARAN MEE
• ROTI SUSU
• ROTI TELUR
• SANG NYUK MEE
• YOYO
• CHA SAU PAU
• CHU NYUK PAU
• DAMAI THICK-ISH BREAD

poslaju anyone?