Tummy Tucks: Gulam Mee Sdn Bhd

See my title? so not creative. Shows what state my mind is in nowadays. Sooo not witty (witty ke sebelum ni?).

aaaaaaaaaaanywayyysss.

Been awhile since i go makan-makan eh. Well I go, but i always forget to take pictures. If I take pictures, I’ll forget to blog about it. By the time I remember, dah tak feeling lagi kan?

Aaaanywaaaays.

Yesterday we went to Gulam Mee Sdn Bhd. This is my second time there, and yes, the last time i went i DID take pictures. But never wrote it out. So this one is like from two visits lah you know?

The address is

B-13A-G, Blok B Bestari D’kota, Jln Teknologi 3/9, 47810 Petaling Jaya, Selangor

Tel: 03-6141 8791

That’s all i know ya?

Thing about blogging during working hours is that, you ARE working, and when you get back to the blog, you’ve forgotten what you wanted to write about already.

Makanya, marilah tengok – tengok gambar saje.

Apparently they started out selling only the Mee, but now have branched out to warong style food area. No, I didn’t have the Mee.

yaaaa.. loads of things to eat there.

First time we went, we had all these:

This is Sup Ekor. Very, very, sedap. And big portion. My tummy approves.

This one is daging goreng kunyit. The daging is very the tender.. Almost melt in mouth. *wipes drool*.

Ah-ha. We actually ordered everything already, but Nicks got tempted by the bakar-bakar stall next to where we were sitting, and ordered this. Large succulent sotong, in some sort of sambal. Drool.

The sec0nd time round, we had these:

Ah-ha. Daging Masak Kunyit, Sayur Campur & Telur Bistik. So menggiurkan.

This time, instead of the sotong,  we had siakap bakar. Soft, Juicy, and definitely droolicious.

For dessert I had Cendol. Rupa ok ok, tapi rasa mengancam. Just nice, not too sweet.

Ok la,  doesn’t beat Cendol Makcik Sayang TTDI la kan, but can do also lah.

I leave you with this visual. Puyoh Stylo ok? One imagines the puyoh  all suited up a’la Anuar Zain doing a show….. 

DATUK SHARIFAH AINI & FRIEND – ANUAR ZAIN CHARITY DINNER

Since I’m already on, might as well get some work done eh?

Tickets are at RM350.00, RM550.00, RM1,000.00. Kindly call the number provided for enquiries.

Also, Concorde Hotel Kuala Lumpur is offering a special promotion price for their rooms, call them to find out!

Oh, and D? CONGRATS ON BEING AN AUNT!

Jiwang Karat edition

I seriously have no idea why or how, but this song keeps on cropping up whenever i start to feel how i feel. Let’s not even begin to describe how I feel, because the PC will just hang due to excessive emotional flow. The song has no association with what i am going through, the unassorted mess which is my brain matter, or whatever else lah (nak describe keadaan diri sendiri pun tak mampu dah sekarang ni ye murid-murid).

But I heard it again today, macam tau-tau je kena jadi background music to my melancholia.

Makanya I decided to just have the lyrics up on my blog. For posterity perhaps, or simply to have it here.

Suka ati akak la kan? Blog akak.

Should anyone (yes, all two of you, myself included) want to hear the song, sila la cari sendry. Or listen to Light & Easy.

Just Once ( James Ingram ) 

I did my best
But I guess my best wasn’t good enough
‘Cause here we are back where we were before
Seems nothing ever changes
We’re back to being strangers
Wondering if we oughta stay
Or head on out the door

Just once can’t we figure out what we keep doing wrong?
Why we never last for very long
What are we doing wrong?
Just once can’t we find a way to finally make it right?
Make the magic last for more than just one night
If we could just get to it
I know we could break through it

I gave my all
But I think my all may have been too much
‘Cause Lord knows we’re not getting anywhere
Seems we’re always blowing whatever we’ve got going
And seems at times with all we’ve got
We haven’t got a prayer

Just once can’t we figure out what we keep doing wrong?
Why the good times never last for very long
What are we doing wrong?
Just once can’t we find a way to finally make it right?
And make the magic last for more than just one night
If we could just get to it
I know we could break through it

Just once I want to understand
Why it always come back to good-bye
Why can’t we get ourselves in hand?
And admit to one another
That we’re no good with out the other
Take the best and make it better
Find a way to stay together

Just once can’t we find a way to finally make it right?
Make the magic last for more than just one night
I know we can break through it
If we could just get to it

Just once

If we could get to it

Just Once…

Bila la nak abis jiwang karat ni entah, tak larat dah.

D babe, u know me and continuation kan? Tak jive, babe, tak jive!

Happiness Is

Just Once, can we find a way to finally make it right…

Wah jiwang akak kejap.

I’ve been feeling out of sorts for quite some time now. Some of the reasons for this were resolved without too much tears, some with a lot of pain, and others with tears AND an angina.

Yet, despite everything being as it should be, I still have that niggling feeling inside of me. Something that I can’t quite put my finger on.

Perhaps the residual feeling that seems to always come at any time without due notice is a sign of advancing age.

So maybe it’s time for me to just take stock of what i DO have to be grateful for so i would stop being a whining, whingeing (spelling? i can’t be bothered to check), wailing beeyiatch.

Here’s a list of what or who i AM happy about, or what/who makes me happy:

1. My Kopitiam Sisters. You gals have been with me for Gawd knows how long, and yet you STILL love me? That in itself is an amazing feat. I sooo love you gals tau. They have taken the challenge to take care of me when I am a cackling, grumpy , warty, old hag without me even asking them.

 2. NAZ. Has seen me dalam keadaan tak mandi, tak tukar baju, tak basuh muka, and STILL loves me. Every facet of my complicated life is laid bare to you, and you are still here. Thank you.

3. SJJ. Ah.. what can i say. Countless nights of alternating laughter and tears as we journey into our minds, hearts, clubs, mamaks. No one compares to you babes. Goss files shall never be closed. Ever.

4. TAHH. You have sooo passed the test of friendship, haven’t you? I am so glad to have you in my life, and pray that you would never be disgusted with my behaviour and may friendship lasts forever, Amin.

5. BM (a.k.a. Bimbo Moment(s)). In such a short time, you have become a big part of my life. And actually saw a part of me that most people would never see. There are no words to describe the gratitude I feel for you, for letting me share a small part of your life. I love you B.

Aiseh. Tengah jiwang feeling feeling, kene buat kerja pulak. Goes to show that it is NOT advisable to blog on company time.

To Be Continued.

The Man + Istana Budaya + YOU = Phenomenon

Ahh.. I think quite a few people are still reminiscing about THE concert. Me too, of course. Two days. Istana Budaya. Festival Muzik Kuala Lumpur.

The preparation were, as expected, endless. Song selection. Concept. Song arrangement. Meetings. Meetings. MORE meetings. There were so many things to do, and soo not much time. The fact that the RM25 and RM80 tickets were sold out after THREE days of ticket sale added to the excitement, and the nerves too.

Bosses have been going back and forth for meetings, discussions, rehearsals, what have yous.

S and I started going over on Monday.

Alah Cik K, tak yah la banyal songel. Jom tengok gambar saja.

The pictures below were of the rehearsals a few days before the concert. I love, love, LOVE the string section. I present, Orkestra Simfoni Kebangsaan, di bawah pimpinan Encik Mustafa Fuzer Nawi.

Ah-ha. The band was also there to add to the atmosphere. Those who have been to previous performances would know who they are.

I was around backstage area you know? where the dressing rooms were? tetiba ada pulak bilik labelled with this. Entahla bilik sapa. (Duh)

Then there were stage rehearsals. To see that the montages were in order, the screens were working and all.

Can you just SEE the determination?

AND THEN.

After sleepless nights preparing this and that, we were at the actual concert. Although I was working, I was actually able to be in the Auditorium itself, among the crowd. (Ok, ok, so at back of the crowd. Be petty, why don’t you).

It is actually very difficult to describe how I personally feel during both days of the concert. Even after all these years, and after so many performances attended, I would never fail to enjoy myself. I still get that… you know the rush, and the tingly bits up and down your spine? (I don’t even know how to describe it) when Mungkin and Ketulusan Hati were rendered. Padahal dah dengar bertahun-tahun.  There would always be something different about the way the songs were delivered, the feeling it brings, and the feel he exudes as he delivers the songs.

MY personal favourite would definitely be the 80’s tribute. I first heard them during  the runthrough. As luck would have it, S was freezing so she kinda took over my duties for awhile, giving me the opportunity to RUSH to the front of the stage and lose myself in the songs. Mengaku saja la, lupa diri terus. S was like going ‘WHERE the hey were you, i needed help and then I saw you shaking your booty nuuun kat depan sana!!!!‘

Ehem.

I still get goosebumps when I think of it. How he can deliver them in such a different way yet Still retain the feeling of nostalgia, I seriously have no idea. And i got the rush for 3 days straight, starting from the runthrough, mind you!

Honestly, I think, I wasn’t really working on the two days. Well, i WAS at my station la. But as soon as Kaulah Satunya comes on, I was shaking like an erupting volcano on my seat. Not to mention during Permata, Bila Resah, Suria & Siarra and Kau Bunga Cintaku, the laptop was untouched. Untouched, since i was busy shakin’ and movin’.  Bakal je the space was limited, and i really didn’t want to end up on lap of the guy in front of me lah kan. Then only nak kelam kabut locating my place on the laptop.

I am sooo losing my job after these admissions kan?

And the crowd was FANTASTIC. You should be proud of yourselves, fans! You REALLY know how to shake it and enjoy yourselves!

The first day crowd was very.. mobile. They were shakin’, they were moving body parts, they were crying shamelessly during some songs.

The second day crowd weren’t moving so much, but they were more vocal, which was also inspiring. (Eh wah, macam akak yang buat konsert ni). Obviously IN LOVE. (hik, sorry, couldn’t resist).

But I think what warmed my heart the most was how the whole auditorium reverberated (is this the right word even?) in harmony, singing to some of the songs. THE most beautiful singing I have ever heard.

I wanted to share this pic, because of the picture on the left and right. It was a newspaper clipping from several years back, and it reads “All Rise for Anuar Zain”.

We did. Both nights. because it WAS a Phenomenon.

Next day, the office was like ‘Dawn of the Zombies’. We couldn’t remember what we talked about, what we did, what we ate even (which is unusual for me ok?).

Be-rapa lama, harus ku nanti, dapat pergi konsert lagi?

I get asked this question again and again.

My apologies to some I wasn’t able to meet, chat, and lepak-lepak with. Penat dow.

 

 

 

Homst is where the tummy is

There are a few things that i’ve just realized (ok, I’ve realized this for quite awhile now, i just haven’t bothered to put it in writing):

1. I always, always get inspired to blog when taking photos of food but

2. when i actually got home, the actual writing of the post needs a whole host of inspiration to get me going.

3. It used to be, my pre-writing preparation would be to have several ciggies, make coffee, browse through the TV channels and such. Now it’s play with my virtual pets, harvest my virtual crops or attack another sorority house.

4. AND, as my own server loads up slower than the local post (if i sent a letter to my virtual plantation via snail mail i think it would arrive first), i end up finishing my various business way past bedtime (yes i DO have a bed time, although it may well be the rise n shine time for you normal folks eh?).

But hey, here i am, trying to finish a post before my ciggies run out and there goes another inspiration factor.

Yes there is yet another thing i’ve realized. There are some really good places to eat in TTDI. I mean hey, Nicks was telling me the other day about this article in The Star about street burgers? Please, burger dekat Shell station TTDI juga sangat mengancam ye? Otai, yo.

But I digress.

But I always do.

Anyways. *gulps Iced coffee, puff puff ciggy*

I haven’t been to Homst , the Chinese Muslim Restaurant, in quite awhile I must say. Perhaps its relatively new status of a non-smoking reastaurant threw me off a bit (since i usually go for dinner after work  and i would like to pollute a bit you know?). But I was there before they opened up their new chains, when it had a more kopitiam atmosphere, and the chef would come out and ask us for comments on the food (at that time, masin, tapi sedap). Well, look at it now. So elegant already tau.

Menu pun dah glamer. No more print print from PC & laminate ones.

The other day, going to Homst was like going home indeed. The prodigal stomach returned as it were, as the abangs and kakaks went ‘Lama tak nampak, mana pergi?’. Terharu perutkus.

And that night I actually remembered to take pictures!

ok, the merepek stops here. On to serious business. What We Ate At Homst, TTDI.

I had Chinese Fried Rice. Simple, but SO sedap.

So berangan if you thought i only had the fried rice k? My greed knows no boundaries. My partner in tummy-tucks had the White Rice & Sweet Sour Fish set, which of course I had to dip my grubby fingers into also lah. And we had Broccoli with Oyster Sauce. Again, not so complicated food, but taste? Aiseh, cannot describe the kesedapans.

This is the first time I had this, the Oyster Omelette. Ok ok la, didn’t quite get to taste the oyster. But then again I did have Fried Rice and all those other Lauks eh?

Ah-ha. *Takes a loooong pause to wipe drool, etc etc, the usual activity i had to do when i do food posts*

I have been having this ever since the shop opened. Claypot Tofu. Firm favourite, this one. But.. weelllll…. it has changed over the years lah. The gravy is a bit thinner, the taste a bit different, and dulu-dulu they used to put in these yummy soft egg tofus in. Now the tofu is still yummy, albeit a bit keras-er lah.

And of course, we usually have our meals with either Chinese Tea Hot/Cold, or

Limau Asam Boi.

Do I even have to say it?

Hungry.

NOW.

ANUGERAH PLANET MUZIK 09 – VOTE FOR ANUAR ZAIN!

vote Anuar Zain for Most Popular Artist (Malaysia)

KONSERT LELAKI INI ANUAR ZAIN

It’s alllll happening at Istana Budaya gang! 1st & 2 nd July 2009. See you there!

for tickets, go to  http://ticket2u.biz

too glamourous to be a makcik – Lace Knit Top

waaaaaah. Suddenly The Knitwit is in the mood to blog.

But she needs to get into the zone, u know?

*looks around messy room inclusive of unmade bed* Ambience? check.

*checks ciggy stock* Inspiration? check.

*MTV’s I love 80’s & 90’s on TV*  Body-shakin mood enhancer? check.

Alrighty, I should be raring to go.

The title of this post came from this quiz that i did, “What Kind of Makcik Are You?’.

And of course I Am “Too Glamourous To Be A Makcik” la kan? Thank goodness. I was apprehensive about doing this Quiz at first, for fear that i’ll be placed as “Makcik Icon of This Century… and Next”….

Soooo anyways.

I started knitting this piece months ago…. In November I think. I was going to wear it at an event, and since i needed to be uniformed in white, i made it in white (which is sooo not my colour ok?). But of course, the event was in January, so I was literally fooling myself that I could have it done by then eh?

Anyways, i picked this very cita-cita tinggi berangan tak sudah Short Sleeve Knit Lace Top pattern.

It’s actually not too difficult a pattern. But as always, I get a bit bored of repetetive patterns, yet get irritated if I have to change pattern too often, just when I was about to get the flow of the pattern? *Sigh* Such is human nature I suppose.

Anyways, i knitted, I abandoned, and i knitted.

So yes, it was completed. Tapi kan, you see the original picture? Quite nice kan? Sekali Bila Aunty K yang pakai….. VERY makcik makcik k? No matter what i tried to match it with….ayo.. like very tak sesuai lah you know?

Hm.

i WAS going to put the finished product here.. but cannot lah… too embarrassing.. Geli.

Benzene Bag

So here’s the 411. I’m working on my first big project for Nicks. Nicks of course, supportive as ever, rolls her eyes and started counting my other big projects that never came to fruition.

Well.. it got started. That’s something innit?

Ok, let’s recap (with Nicks sniggering over my shoulder)

ah-ha. See that tiny arrow? those straggly bits are the only ones not done yet ok? (er.. yes they are STILL straggly bits not weaved in as we speak)

AH-HA. There is a sad, sad story behind this one (whacks Nicks as she breaks out laughing). I was working on.. Gawd i can’t remember now what I started this as. But it was from a free booklet, and you like knit squares with different patterns and then join them together? So anyways, I was knitting the squares, and carrying them around with me.. and i lost them. The bag, the needles, the yarn, the booklet. *Sigh* So in the end, i just thought I’d join them together anyways, and give them to Nicks so she can selimut-selimut herself at the ofice like nenek-nenek omputeh gitu. But if you noticed the ghastly stitching I did? So i wanted to cover them with the I-cord (note arrow). Yeah… the bankie STILL looks like this as we speak.

So aaanyways *glares at Nicks*. I am currently working on a cardigan.. my first ever seh! And well, my knitting has always been… sporadic and subject to mood.

As it happens, the one day that I felt like knitting, That was the day i left my knitting at the office.

But I sooo wanted to knit, you know? (Tetiba gatai tangan tu namanya). So I simply simply picked out a pattern off the net.

Ta-dah! Hexagon Purse.

cute right? Fairly simple, just increases and decreases, seed stitch at the opening and strap.

So I used my 6.5mm straight needles, number 66 and 20 Minlon Yarn 40g (because single yarn would be way too thin for my needles) and got started just as Akademi Fantasia came on.

And a week later (i.e. yesterday), Voila!

Tapi kan, macamana the pattern says “Purse” and akak punya turned out to be “Bag” ntah, akak pun tak tahu.

I did make the strap extra long, that’s true. Instead of the 100 stitches, I probably did something like 150 or more (I basically casted on until the needle could take no more), tapi itu pun when i sling it over, it nestles somewhere right on my tummy (NOT a fashion statment k?), i.e still a bit short.

But i thought it looked nice. I’m still waiting to try its strength though, as I hadn’t bothered to line the inside or anything.

But it was a relaxing, nice short project that actually looked functional.

I have plans for this pattern. (eh wah).

Oh and i called it the Benzene bag because the benzene ring is a hexagon. (Sila rujuk buku kimia organik anda, sekian)