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Adorbubbles is a word.

I’ll just try to bring you up to date a little, because the past three weeks have been A LOT. Tiring in a good way, I’d say, sans the flu/cough that stayed for a bit.


The Lee’s are back in town with a Robinson. :)

& we went to Genting Highlands by bus/cable. It was foggy and it rained half the time we were there. The weather on the equator is mercilessly inconvenient nowadays. For the past week, it has been continuously cloudy/rainy days and HOT nights. I tell people it’s the climate change and payback for the over-consumerism, but “yeah, yeah” and going straight back into the cause isn’t going to help now, is it? Ignorant peeps.


Speaking of ignorant, I saw a lady woman person on this who picked her nose and flicked her findings off to the air. :shock: I feel sorry for whoever her…findings landed on. GROSS. Ew.


Sinead floating her boat sideways. ;)


Jess

She has my utmost respect in many ways. Because of her position in between relationships that requires her to be strong yet tender. Not an easy part to play. & isn’t she just ADORBUBBLES!?

Adorbubbles [UH-DAWR-BOOHB-OOHLS] I made that up when I saw a dad with 6 kids (from age 1 to 10) all wearing MU jerseys today. It was, well, adorbubbles. Haha. :D

Now tonight, I wish I was in a highland again – Cameron Highlands. :) I like Cameron a lot more than Genting. It’s less commercial, it’s cleaner, it’s COOLER. I like it so much that peeps on Cameron embrace and enjoy their natural air.
It was so much fun when the four of us drove up two years ago. Two years ago, wow.

Should’ve brought Sinead up there. Then we could’ve picked strawberries instead of potentially having nasal findings land on our heads!


Side note: I’m really glad BON IVER won Best New Artist & Best Alternative Music Album at the Grammy’s! I’ve been obsessively listening to them since I stumbled upon their music on 8tracks moons ago. My favourite from them is I Can’t Make You Love Me. :grin: Adele also rightfully scored the 6 Grammy’s. I thought it was pretty obvious she’d win for Record and Song of the Year.

This was some time ago when Mom and I went to Bangsar out of the blue.


#1 front of BGFS @ BV1


#2 FW


#3 Three quarter

Ben’s coffees use a blend of sun-dried Brazilian Santos, Ethiopian Sidamo and Sumatran Mandheling 100% Arabica beans.

On the flat white, I thought the Ethiopian roots were overwhelming the Brazilian and Sumatran taste while on the three-quarter latte, the Ethiopian had the upperhand and I could barely taste the anything else but an odd blend.
It’s like you know that there is something else, but you cannot really put your finger on which and what it was (unless you read the menu!)… It confused me. I didn’t really enjoy the taste because the fusion was not to my liking and it is majority because of the confusion of taste and feeling that I felt. It didn’t evoke sense of curiosity, but just confusion.


#4


#5

The banana cake was a very generous slice and is slightly higher in volume than slices I would get at Whisk and definitely Secret Recipe kind. Served with the vanilla ice-cream at the side, I thought the flavour and sweetness was balanced because the use of sugar was definitely spared on the banana cake. If you prefer less sweet, you can just skip the ice-cream or have them separately altogether.

The slice was two-tiered with cream frosting in between. It was not very creamy but rather buttery. The cake alone was very smooth but they had nuts topping that added a lot of texture. I would’ve preferred a topping that had lesser texture because the topping and the cake felt like they were from two different dishes when I had them together. Alternatively, the cake could’ve used a bit more texture to complement the topping better. It just didn’t blend well enough.


#6 next door


BEN’S GENERAL FOOD STORE
G17 & G18, Ground Floor
Bangsar Village I
No 1, Jalan Telawi Satu
Bangsar Baru KL 59100
Malaysia
+60 3 2284 8790

Opening hours:
10.30am–10.30pm daily

I used to be really strong towards sickness like flu, cough and fevers. They would just stay for half a day and they didn’t used to be a reason for me to stay home nor did they stop me from my daily activities. I can take a refreshing cold shower and called it a cure.

And then I started college/uni.

The late-nights that was required of me (yes, I would sleep early rise early IF I COULD) deteriorated my health. So badly, that it takes days to a week now for me to recover from flu/cough.

Also, I blame the stress and sleepless nights that speed up my body’s aging process!!! Last Saturday I was in Mid Valley with Jade and we walked for about 3 hours and needed to sit our arses down to rest…… Gone were the days when we were roaming KL from morning till night! We used to do that! Just Jade and I, in KL. We’d be hunting high and low for things and mall hopping! I remember taking the trains and walking up and down. Times Square to KL Plaza to Pavilion! Where did all the energy go?

Sometimes I forget that I’m no longer 18, other times I remember that I’m older than my age. I confuse me.

I fear for my health when I start working. Please, give me enough rest.

I deliberately donned an all-black sans shoes (it’s purple!) on the day before I left Melbourne. I was sad, and reluctant. When I’m sad, I try to see more beautiful things, wear some colours to cheer myself up, listen to MIKA, etc but I thought that day was rightfully sad because what an amazing journey and it had to end. It’s difficult to celebrate goodbyes even if it’s a happy ending.

Side note: I’ll try to wear more colours this year, and probably patterns too!


(I was pointing to my shoes because it got dirty after previous night’s drizzle…)

headband Burberry EU
cardigan Nautica
skirt CK
tights Topshop UK
shoes Dr Martens UK
canvas bag Marks & Spencer

(I’m really thankful for all the classic pieces I got from my aunt when I was in secondary school because they lasts for years! Decades too, probably. Paid for quality.)

Returning was aghast! I was hit in the face with such strange foreign feelings upon the familiarity. The world didn’t look the same way it did. Some roads changed in Subang that almost got me killed, I kid you not! :(

Maybe I just have travel withdrawal syndrome… :roll:

AND I really miss Dan.

Dan and I are pretty independent on our own with thousands of miles between us since last year. We can get by without communicating much but we do leave each other many notes and messages here and there. Nevertheless, I really look forward to time spent with him, every time. There will be something new for us every day; new memories. :)

Even little things like running home to keep ice-cream from melting, sitting at the playground, going new places, eating new food, cooking together, complaining about one another’s bad habits HAHA or just ranting about our days. :P :grin: All precious! Life becomes so much more personified, so much more to learn, so much more room for myself to grow when I spend it with Dan. I truly think we are soulmates! *SHY*

There’s just so many reasons to love him and so much he does that makes me fall for him again and again. Am glad I can run into his arms again in just a couple of days!

:)

shirt UNIQLO
shorts Cotton On AU
belt vintage
polka dots socks UNIQLO
boots Dr Martens UK
bucket bag vintage
ribbon watch Aldo
pearl bracelet Myanmar

Polaroid templates are my Daily Dress X IROCKSOWHAT! :D She is uber cool. She inspires me to mess around with Adobe more and do more graphic artworks.

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OK I underestimated my sickness, I am going to hit the sack soon. I’m actually having a pretty severe gut-flipping cough; hopefully it will go away in 24 hours! :cry:

Countless times have people told me about this ‘new’ gem of Damansara Uptown over the past year, but not only have I not have the time to enjoy actual dine-outs whilst the uni semester is ongoing, I felt like any good food would’ve been wasted on my poor appetite. I can’t believe it’s been three months since my last class and I will be resuming really soon! :shock: Time passes too quickly when I’m having fun.

I’ve so far dined there twice; once with Ida and another time with Marcus and SW. :)

Before recently, I’ve only been to Fat Spoon for take-away desserts, twice extremely short whiles. I hadn’t taken a good look at the uniqueness of the place, but my initial impression was that it’s A LOT of effort to dig and put together the vintage furniture and designs that Fat Spoon encompasses. So detailed.
The chalkboard’s use was smart because it keeps one side of the wall filled, but I thought opposing it, the white walls were a bit bare. It could use some smaller artworks surrounding the large one that they already have. :)


#1 Latte


#2 Capp


#3 Fat Spoon uses R.A.W. Coffee Roast of R.A.W. (Malaysia).

I’ve had their 3/4 latte previously and thought the depth of the taste was really spot on. So was the temperature. It tasted very dark and alluring and the aftertaste was light and dreamy.

A regular latte on the other hand was creamy all the way and was a lot lighter generally with the greater amount of milk. I felt that the ‘kick’ of espresso wasn’t strong enough with a regular. Although the difference was distinct, I could do with either but I just prefer a 3/4.

Another detail, petty but extremely important to me:
One trait that I really liked was that the grinding only began after I ordered. :grin: Some cafés grind till it’s full and leave the ground coffee oxidized and lose its freshly ground coffee aroma! Worse yet, I have seen a café use the same puck for a few to many rounds… *shudders*

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#4 Iced choc


#5 Popiah with OJ in the background


#6 Fat Spoon noodles


#7 Ulam fried rice


#8 Claypot lou shu fan


#9 Tangy beef noodles

AND THEN.

The one dish that was mentioned endlessly by a few people who knew that I would have just loooooved it at first sniffle, and I did:


#10 Cempedak popiah with vanilla ice-cream


#11 I think this dish inspires me the most. :P Not because I like the fruit per se. To taste it the way I did, it was really rewarding.

Sometimes I see/taste things that I used to like very much but gradually not having the chance to anymore, and remember all over again the other things that I used to love when I was a child. Maybe it’s the natural hint of durian that cempedak brings that reminded me of how Dad used to randomly bring back half a dozen of durians to Mom’s and my pleasant surprise (Sis was still a baby, so we had a bigger share). We’d just enjoy to our hearts’ content as soon as Dad tears the husks apart. Once in a blue moon, there’d also be cempedak or nangka (by the way, both different familia with durian).

Fat Spoon evokes some kind of longed childhood love that I’ve slowly come to forget over the years of busy ‘growing up’, and since the urban migration to KL. It makes me reminisce my childhood in Ipoh with those vintage furniture, especially. I think frequenting Fat Spoon made me miss Ma Ma’s old cabinets where I used to pinch unfinished lunch that was meant for dinner.

If I lived nearby, I would visit everyday! For the cempedak popiah and a good cuppa.
Or two.
Or ten.


#12

All photos of Fat Spoon can also be found in my set here on Flickr.


FAT SPOON, DAMANSARA UPTOWN
73 Jalan SS21/1A
Damansara Utama 47400
Petaling Jaya SEL
Malaysia
+60 3 7728 3323
Site & Twitter

Opening hours:
CLOSED ON MONDAYS
Tuesdays to Thursdays 12pm-3pm, 5pm-10pm
Fridays to Sundays 12pm-10pm

Lunar New Year this time seems awfully swift. In a blink of an eye, I find myself back in this room; off-white walls and strips of photos hanging against the off-white curtains. The face of my white wardrobe doors emptied, making way for new photos I took and new people to look up to, new quotes to remind me to live rather than merely existing and new destinations I will visit.

Some time ago, when I worked at this business news firm, I would occasionally lunch with an elder cousin whose workplace is really close by, and another time with two of my cousins, too. It felt surreal to them that I was working. What does this pampered little girl has got to contribute to this dog-eat-dog society? All bright eyed and bushy tailed.

People can forget to age. They live in this perpetual déjà vu where the mind plays the same broken tape and the pain and pride that comes with the memories stir their everyday lives, overwhelming the present. They become unreasonable, and that, by the traditional culture is tolerable. I wonder if I will grow old to become the person that I cannot tolerate today, in decades to come.

A pat on the shoulder and a little taken aback, 三伯娘 mistaken me for a teen, still. I’m not the same person as I was in my teen. Heck, I’m not even the same person as I was last year. I’ve learned that it isn’t about the numbers that adds to my age, but the mentality that makes me really my own person. And the plans I have for myself.

一不为名,二不为利。只要自己开心就夠。


#1 Pinching food bits before the reunion dinner!


#2 iPad well-utilised by everyone.


#3 Favourite dish of all time… :grin:


#4


#5 We played a 汤圆 game hahaha. Only TWO out of the X number of them are filled with peanuts. Everyone in the family put in an amount of money and the person(s) to get the ones filled with peanuts will get (and/or split) the grand prize! It wasn’t me! but truthfully, it was so much fun and so much suspense!!! :p


#6


#7


#8 Everyday after dinner time, Dad brings Mom, Sis and I to Ipoh Garden (which is relatively far from grandma’s house) for ais kacang.


#9 First game/win of 麻雀 this year! 大三元 alright! Also played Rummy till late nights.


#10 A place so close-knit, yet still so much to be discovered.

A Monica Geller

The day before my return to hometown, Ida and I lunched at Fat Spoon before going back to her place to just lepak. The thick blanket of gray clouds discouraged me from going to Bangsar and thankfully so, because I heard it was crawling traffic at snail pace even before 4pm!

Lepak session turned to cleaning session! because I’m an ass a Monica Geller!
which shouldn’t really surprise those close to me… :roll:

My hands itch to put things back to places where they BELONG.
Coordinated.
Aligned.

I confess that there are many times I’ve been to friends’ houses and I feel irked to the bones because the frames are not parallel, clothes are not colour-coordinated, the books are not shelved according to size. :shock:
YOU KNOW. These things. Drive me crazy!

And once, I tried to NOT fix Dan’s misspelled label on iPod Touch and I was so mad the next time I saw him. I ransack his pockets for the iPod and!!!!!

………centralised the label. BIG SIGH OF RELIEF! Sometimes, I really can’t sleep knowing things like these. :(

Side note: I still think Friends is one of the BEST TV Series to date. My new current favourite, and apparently many others too, is New Girl starring Zooey.

After cleaning was (sort of) done, we went to the park! The first park I’ve been since homecoming and I really miss how there are patches of grasses ANYWHERE in Melbourne that I can picnic at…


striped t-shirt Zara
green pinafore vintage
leather belt vintage
watch Casio US
bucket bag vintage
shoes Dr Martens UK
socks UNIQLO

Today is lunar new year eve and there’s lots of prepping to do for the reunion dinner. My family initially planned to eat out but prices skyrocketed (X3) for the holiday. Not only does the quality of food decline due to the rushing, so do the services – each table will be given a time frame to finish the meal so that the next booking can be seated in time, and repeat.

So I’m really glad we’re having it home. The prepping time also gives opportunity for everyone to catch up. :) Ka Che, you are missed!

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