hey, spotted a by passer in blue T
went across the road
to take photo of the queue
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we went at 5.30pm
so the queue was not that bad yet
like 10 peoples in front?
can you see my manager,
the one in the striking orange polo T
emphasis here it’s a Ralph Lauren from UK
she doesn’t wear fake one from Polo Haus okay
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and here i was
buying ice cream
perfectly sure that
by the time we finish the ice cream
we will still be queue-ing
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how she loves the ice cream
when was the last time you take
this kind of ice cream
the taste is…. rich
with durian, choc, corn, yam
all in one
forget about your fat free gelato
expensive Haagen
and Macs Sundae Cone
this is the best ice cream on the whole planet
because it tastes like your childhood
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the queue was getting longer
when it was approaching 6pm
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but we had a great time queue-ing
told Carly and mom
loads of story to tell
i used to hang out here like
7 days a week
at the tuition centre across the road
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this aquarium belongs to my friend’s dad
the whole family is famous for
wearing short pants
i am talking about those hot pants
the dad is always wearing a singlet
and it covers the pants
from far you may actually think that
this uncle is not wearing any pants at all
spotted a child, aged 3
“pantless” too with a Cookies Monster shirt
OMG is he the grandchild
inheriting the hot pants culture too
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finally we were approaching the shop
the vision and mission of the restaurant
is printed large and clear high up there
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salute the professional waiters
now they have a black polo T uniforms
and erm…
all of them are wearing short-pants
influenced by the hot-pants neighbours?
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hall of fame
the boss is the one in yellow jersey
as we can notice
he is always wearing soccer jersey
that day he happened to be wearing Arsenal
and this was the night Arsenal beat Blackburn, 6-0
ha he is such a genius
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Ms Carly and Mr Wilson
went choose the stuffs
while i was idling
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the poor ang-mo eating opposite
since we were still queue-ing outside
there were some disgruntled voice
how can he be so selfish
eating alone yet occupying a table
while there are so many people queue-ing out there
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i guess he can feel those disapproving looks
casted on him
that’s why he ordered two drinks instead of one
and he ate real fast and ciao
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so sorry
i thought it was fish maw
till they tell me it’s pork skin
such a faker isn’t it
claim that i don’t eat any “inner parts”
but it doesn’t apply to fish
i quite like fish maw in fact
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don’t you like the boiling, overflowing lava
it feels like being in a camp-fire
music please..
darn.. i don’t even know what songs
they usually play during a camp-fire
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first bite
as a herbivore
i attack the kangkung
since i don’t eat any “inner-part”
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kept criticizing what a herbivore i am
manager gave me this
thanks :)
so i am not a 100% vegetarian ok
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finally
ate 12 in total
what’s your record?
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review
actually it tastes good
but not really that great that
everyone would like to spend 1 hour queue-ing
just to eat this
it’s ridiculous
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but it is the experience
that make it unique
that make it so famous
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after standing with empty tummy
by the dusty roadside
for more than 30 minutes
and all you can do is
to inhale the fragrance in the air
what ever that you put into your mouth
will definitely taste good
especially hot boiling stuffs
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and can see loads of avid photographers
with SL snapping photos
or with normal digicam, like mine
of the historical buildings around
of the dilapidating back lanes
of the exciting faces in the queue
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that makes the difference
compared to walking into
some other restaurants
get seated and order right away
you eat then you leave
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here when you left
you can’t help feeling a little grateful while
looking at the queue getting longer out there
you can’t help praising yourself for being
the considerate one by finishing fast
and let the poor souls outside have their chance
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what’s next
walking
Little India of Melaka
Carly’s mom grabbed 8 packs of Murukku flour
her OneMalaysia passion for Murukku
make it for CNY, Diwali and
this time round it’s for Hari Raya
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and when the night fell
here we were again
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p.s.
ouch…
my tongue got burnt
because i dipped a small piece of bread
into the boiling lava
and ate it instantly
as if i just dipped it into tomato sauce
foolishly enough, yet luckily
it happened at the end of the feast
or else…
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