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We can add another Middle Eastern Restaurant to our list. Yay – mission almost accomplished! *almost*

The interiors of Al-Diafah

Ok, we were not really expecting this place to be nice hence the tattered-cannot-donate-need-to-cut-off-instead T-Shirt hubby wore. But lucky us, 10 minutes later a couple walked in equally dressed down.

Glanced through the menu and found the prices steeper than most Arab restaurants -quite expected given its style mylo interior settings.

Decided on the Falafel (or lalafil as pronounced by the other couple, hehe) as appetizer. Somewhere out there, an Arab is snickering that his crappy frozen lalafels have landed into Al-Diafah’s kitchen to be served to its unsuspecting customers.

Fail

Next

Seeing that the rice dishes were around RM35 each, we decided to go with the Shish Tawook Sandwich while hubby got the lamb sandwich. Both RM15 each. I know – bloody cheapskates.

But wait, it was yummy! Found huge spicy chunks of chicken meat smothered with vegetables all wrapped up in the soft tasty bread. Yum Yum. Makes me slobber just thinking of it.

Hubby: Ok what to do with the frozen falafel?

Me: The stray dogs near my place can have a gourmet meal tonight.

Doggie bag please….

The bill after shitty taxes and service charge came up to a little under RM50.

Having spotted my favorite Old Town Kopitiam before dinner around the corner, I dragged hubby in for a quick drink of Xi Mut Milk Tea. Absolutely yummy!

Ok I’m sure there are more Middle Eastern restaurants to explore but I can’t find it on Google. If anyone can thrown in a few names and give the address, I’d very much appreciate it. Heck I’ll even take you with me! Deal?

2 homecoming of two special people over the weekend.

That also meant 2 trips to KLIA.

Friday Night: Arrival of Baby Sis from Bristol, UK

The bro-in-law patiently awaits…

to help push the trolley, awww

After 14 hours of traveling

She’s baaccckkk….

We’re reunited again. Yay. Makes me feel like singing Peaches and Herb’s Reunited again. It’s not cheesy ok!

Guess who could still recognize her

Yes, she got her nose pierced there. I don’t think dad was too pleased.

Saturday 9 am – Arrival of Hubby’s Grandma from India and an ungodly time for me to be up on a weekend!

Awww look what she got me

Thanks patti. I hope the ‘it’s a boy’ collar around the bear isn’t a major hint for a great grandson!

Headed to good ole Ipoh for the weekend to drop his grandma back.

Boys will be boys don’t you think?

Both his grannies. Makes me miss mine SO much.

Was a tiring weekend travelling but nevertheless I’m so happy my baby sister is back It’s back to being one big happy family (I’m still the favorite ok) and back to safe guarding my perfumes.

Next homecoming: Brother in Law in August!

Some months ago I listened to a local chinese colleague rant about his recent trip to Shanghai. It was an irony of sorts considering how I on the other hand was completely blown away with what Shanghai had to offer.

Shanghai in the autumn as strange as it might sound reminded me of a mini version of Las Vegas with its bright neon lights, the clear blue skys and crisp clean autumn air. I remember us walking down the road many times at night in the cold in awe of The Bund and it’s surrounding.

Baby Sis and my Childhood Friend in white

Daddy’s Girl in Shanghai

I miss you Shanghai. It’s been 4 years already. I will be back for more.

And to the old chinese man who got up from his seat in a packed train to offer his seat to my mom – THANK YOU!

My one and only Baby Sis arrives back to KL from Bristol on Friday evening.

Weeeeee….

Off she went as a brat but now – she can officially cook and even wash toilets Living on your own and far away from your family does change you then.

8 months flew by quickly. I remember how she left for UK a day after hubby and I left to our honeymoon. I didn’t get a chance to say a proper bye at the airport. So much crying and drama, so I heard – like as though she was leaving us for good. And now, in a blink of an eye, she’s finally coming back.

Baby Sis and I have always had a love-hate relationship, I loved her when she listened and obeyed me and I hated her for stealing my perfume, makeup, telling on me and being a pain sometimes.

But I soon discovered that the distance between us has made our sisterly bond stronger, closer and more loving than ever before. E-mails and text messages saying how much we love and miss each other was NEVER part of our routine but in the past 8 months, it seemed like I needed a dose of those simple yet least used words to fill the loneliness of not having my baby sis, the once upon a royal pain around.

She was always the live wire of any of our outing. She chats too much. Soon the house will be filled again with her endless banters.

Baby Sis – can’t wait for you to come home and yes we’re throwing you a sweet homecoming party sometime next week once you’ve settled down.

I hope your dog remembers you! And more importantly I better move away my clothes that are currently seeking refuge on your bed!

See you Friday.

How much partying can one do when they’re both down with a bad sore throat and cold?

Apparently throughout the weekend…..

Day 1

Babysitting the cousins at our place

They came, they partied, they thrashed our apartment

Rules to babysitting grown up buffaloes:

Rule No 1

Feed them! Take photo as proof you fed them well. A bonus if they grin from one end to the other.

Rule No 2

Let them have some fun

Wait, before that, make sure they’re all old enough to drink la. IC check please!

Rule No 3

Boys will be boys - RUDE and in need of a spank. These photos also make some good black mail $ don’t you think?

Yea – back at you guys!

You on the left, give me drunk and passing out…..you two on the right, give me Happy Feet. Woah you can really kick high!

Green belt taekwando ok?!

The I-don’t-drink-at-all-yet-I-love-to-pose-drunk-in-the-bath-tub cousin.

Drama queen

Hey WHO moved my Buddha picture, WHO!

Cut the cutesy japanese crap damnit.

Rule No 4

Ensure your guests have a place to sleep.

Obviously the one that went for NS gets to sleep on the floor :)Luxury!

Rise and shine my bangla workers Now help me clean up the mess you made

Rule No 5

Feed them at least one home-cooked meal

Dear Lord, I thank my wonderful cousin for waking up extra early after a heavy drinking session to cook us this fineeee delicious meal. And we thank our cousin-in-law for messing it up by adding too much oregano in the spaghetti sauce!

Damnit hubby, just stay away from my bloody sauce kapish?

We hereby declare you the coolest cousin in town.

Thanks guys – hope your mom never sees this. Thank you Auntie Mi for trusting me with your baby boys!

Day 2

The Reunion

Finally met up with the soon-to-be bride Bestie, Mr & Mrs Wiberg who managed to squeeze in some time for her friends (which she hasn’t seen in months I might add) to
pass us the wedding card

This is what you do when your typical Malaysian and Singaporean friends are 45 minutes late! Hmpf

Dinner at Al-Rawsha. AVOID on weekends – awful awful service.

Give us your best smile Dheeraj, pose boy pose…wait, imagine you’re at a casting call

How do I look babeeeh? Am I too sexy for my pin stripe shirt?

Oi stop making out on my couch

The Besties…..

Reunited and it feels so good,
Reunited cause we understood,
There’s one perfect fit,
And, sugar, this one is it,
We’re all so excited,
Cause we’re reunited, hey, hey….

Anyone got a Swede, a Singaporean and a Malaysian on a couch joke? And please make it a gay one.

Mena – you know the drill, email me the pictures you took. And your wedding card is absolutely gorgeous

Meet us again when you’re back next, need to finish up the bottles You got one month to claim it or it’s all mine!

Day 3

Cousin’s 24th Birthday

Oh he’s so matured

Oh they’re so matured

All good things does come to an end. My ending – 2 days MC for a bad cold and sore throat. I’m really sick ok! Time to go take my meds and sleep