Parents often worry about how my generation will forget traditions and Malaysian culture, really, they’re very wrong. Not in this part of the world anyway. I had the chance to go to 3 open houses this week. Woopeedoo, it feels just like home.
After the Raya open house at Amirah’s place, we missed the train by a few seconds because the ticket machine was down.. So we had to wait another 26 minutes for the next one..
Brunch with Nadhirah and Sherine. I made super plain aglio olio and potato salad. Nadhirah made scrambled eggs. Yum.
I managed to go to a gig at Whammy Bar, K’Road with Ian on Friday too. I think I’ve been out almost on a daily basis with these people now.
No idea how I was okay with a screamo gig.
Bihun Sup! Makes me miss Mee Soto so, so much. :C
Even their keropok lekor and bergedel was so good. They’re definitely wife-material. Unlike me, Nadhirah and Amirah…
Nadhirah and Amirah
And that’s the unflattering me.