On Sunday, Fourth Aunt asked me to bring her to Vivacity Megamall. She bought a dress from Parkson a few days earlier, and when she got home, she realised that the cashier did not remove the anti-theft magnetic tag attached to her dress. Lol. So she asked me bring her there to have it removed. So I brought there around noon, and removing the tag merely took a minute. Not satisfied, Fourth Aunt lingered and gave the cashier a piece of her mind. Lol.
After that, we just walked around the mall a bit, looking around. I did not have anything in mind to buy - other than Auntie Anne's - but I happened to see a skirt I like at Muji and bought it anyway. The cashier there was really rude though. Young lady, who gave me a look, and did not bother to fold the skirt nicely when I paid for it, and did not even print out the receipt for me. 'Do you need the receipt?" she blurted out when I stood there for a while, taken aback by her attitude. 'Of course!' I shot back at her. Duh. What if I wanted an exchange later on? Without a receipt, how would I look for them if I ran into problems with the product? I snatched the receipt out of her hands, turned to my aunt and said loudly, 'That girl is so rude!' I contemplated lodging a complaint against her ... too bad I did not see her name on the receipt nor her staff tag. What a disgrace to the Muji brand.
Determined not to let her spoil my mood, I headed to Auntie Anne's ... this outlet just opened a few days ago and there was a long queue to buy the pretzels. I did not want to queue, but Fourth Aunt was sure it would not take long because the line was moving, albeit slowly ... so we both queued up for about 10 minutes before it was our turn ...
Pretzels
Parmensan Cheese Pretzel
I bought 5 pieces of pretzels to share and to bring home - almond and caramel, parmesan cheese and garlic. RM39 spent; the best of them all would be the parmesan cheese one. The garlic one was not recommended for they only coated the pretzel with garlic powder. Fourth Aunt tried a bit of each flavour, but decided that she still preferred the ones sold by our local delicatessen, Aloha. Heh ....
6-piece spicy wingettes and drummets, and french fries from 4Fingers Crispy Chicken...
Fourth Aunt and I also shared some fried chicken and fries while at the mall; before I left, I took away some egg tarts from Oriental Kopitiam since Mom liked them. Fourth Aunt wanted to try the chocolate ones ... so I bought her some too. 2 pieces of Oriental egg tarts cost RM10.80 whilst 2 pieces of Belgian Royal Chocolate egg tarts cost RM12.80. I also had to pay RM1.42 for tax. Heh ....
On Monday. I got up at 3 am to turn on the TV for the World Cup final ... Mom too woke up to watch it. However, before the match ended, I had to leave for work already. Since the game stretched into extra time. it was still not over by the time I sat down for my noodles and coffee at my favourite breakfast spot at Mui Chin.
As soon as I got to school, my colleague, the school counselor came with a surprise gift ...
Handmade scrunchies by our mutual friend, BL ...
Owwh ... it's so nice of her to make us some scrunchies. I quickly texted BL to thank her for her thoughtful gift ...
On Tuesday, I had a meeting so I did not go to school.
On Wednesday, I joined my aunts for an outing since it was Sarawak Day. I will write about the trip later.
On Thursday, my colleague SH brought a box of nangka or jackfruit to school ... she grew lots of fruit trees in a vacant land behind her house! Honestly, she had so many types of edible plants grown there - bananas, jackfruit, rollinia, chillies, calamansi, ginger flower, and so much more! So on Thursday, our staffroom had that potent jackfruit odour as our air freshener. Lol.
We were saying that it was really difficult to peel the jackfruit because of the sticky latex and compact fibres that held the fruits together. It compelled my colleague A to tell us a folklore associated with the jackfruit. Cerita rakyat, she said. I was surprised that I did not know of this folklore. I mean I knew the legend of Mahsuri and Si Tanggang. So I suppose this story was lesser known.
An admiral's wife, Dang Anum, was heavily pregnant and craving for jackfruit. So when a palace servant who was carrying a jackfruit for the king passed by her, she asked for 1 pod of fruit, saying that it was for the baby. The palace servant, although reluctant, cut a hole in the jackfruit and gave her 1 pod of fruit. When the less-than-whole jackfruit was presented to the king, he was furious and ordered Dang Anum to be killed. When her belly was slit, the baby was found to be clutching a piece of jackfruit. And that was why it was difficult to cut and peel jackfruits. Lol.
Friday came and went by so fast! I was pretty busy on that day, and was looking forward to the weekend. But as soon as I reached home on Friday, I realised that I had no Internet! Urgh! I hated not having access to the Internet. I called the TM Hotline and keyed in my service number, and was informed that there was an outage in my area due to cable cuts ... Darn ... the worst thing was finding out later on that my boss wanted to call for an online meeting at 8.30 pm that night. Urgh. Of all days, he had to call for a meeting on the day I did not have Internet. Not having a choice, I resorted to using the mobile data from my phone to attend the meeting. I only got my Internet line back this morning, Saturday morning.
There was a newly-opened butcher shop in town, and Mom was so excited to buy pork at a 20% discount. So I brought her there early at 6.30 am ... she managed to get what she wanted, and we even got 10 pieces of eggs for free since we about RM100 worth of meat. She seemed pretty happy with her purchase. We sent the meats back home to chill in the refrigerator before going out again for breakfast.
Mom said she wanted to eat laksa, so I brought her to Yeow Kee. I had not come here since May, ever since I found that the quality of the signature prawn dumplings here was slightly compromised. Today, Mom ordered laksa, now sold at RM10. It was RM9 for a long time.
This morning, I really enjoyed the beef noodles though. My friend M was the first person to recommend me these beef noodles. The first time I ate, I hated it. At that time, this stall had just moved to Yeow Kee from another food court in town. Everyone seemed to anticipate its move, and the orders piled up. So much so that the seller could not keep up. She cooked the noodles in big batches and served several bowls at the same time. When I got my order, the noodles were already soggy. That was 2.5 years ago already, and ever since then, I had never ordered the beef noodles again.






















































