Home cook food still taste best, especially when your mum does it… Vic says the taste similar to his mum’s cooking. After a while, we went orchard to buy clothes… meet minghui… kip shopping till we starve out… aha, time to go Mos Burger again…
Endless topic to share, Minghui and I continue chatting in yishun mac.. She told me how her mother prep the dishes for her ah ma, selecting only kampong chicken dats supposedly healthier, and her little ‘coversation’ with her ah ma.. as if the incense was the communication tools, and she's picking up a call..
“Ah ma, believe dat everything I need to say hor, mummy have already told you. So I dun have to say more la… u noe our address rite, visit so many times le.. faster come back home la.. (mandarin) bye bye…!! (eng)”
Hiya.. she assumed dat her ah ma had long accustomed to our westernized culture, or at least understand a few simple English phases…. or maybe wasn't there to hear her le.. it has been so long.. her ah ma might have reincarnate, if not, at heaven ma..
Even her mother hears this would burst out laughing..!!
Alrite, time for reunion dinner lo… teppanyaki steamboat!!.. wait for me...
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
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