1st Day of Ramadhan..
I’ve been imagining that this is the month which I can change my eating habit, no japanese, no fast food, no western, no oriental, no mid eastern, no mexican or Italian food, but to savor all those unusual unique local delicacies from 13 states like Penang, Kelantan, Terengganu, Malacca in the heart of KL city / streets.
Imagine the Nasi Kerabu, Ayam Percik, Nasi Dagang and all those sweet kuihs..I cant help myself but jumped into my car and drove all the way to the Pasar Ramadhan nearby. The fuck with the diet during puasa.
6.30pm, the smell of grilled fishes and chickens piercing my nose and I was drooling like a pervert lau ah pek to young girl’s cleavage. So I joined the crowd, crossing from 1 stall to another wishing to see a glimpse of Nasi Kerabu or Ayam percik.
But, what the hell.. Everywhere is Nasi Lemak, Roti John, Nasi Campur and fried nugget. I was struggled under many people’s smelly armpit and breath, just to find out I got nothing except sugar cane juice which until now I dont know what it is taste like cuz now it still inside my freezer for I lost mood to open it.
7.00pm, time has running out, I cant think of anything but a place & a taste which very familiar to me.
Mc Donalds, Drive Thru somemore, and I got my 02 pieces chicken set in 3 minutes.
It is sad to be alone.
Selamat Berbuka Puasa.