5 hours ago I was contemplating whether to eat the chicken rice prepared for lunch as dinner. It's enough for my girls and myself to eat, but then it won't be very appetizing to eat either. So off we went to our weekly Pasar Malam, or the night market, which is just 5 mins walk from home. I managed to park my car (yes, I drove!) right next to a fried noodle stall. It was just good luck considering I always failed to get a good parking spot in previous visits.
We went browsing from one stall to another, couldn't really decide what to buy for dinner. After half an hour, my hands were full of plastic bags containing fried noodles, yogurt, keropok lekor (fish fritters), steamed corn in cups, apom balik (pancakes) and fruit juice...all were my girls' ration for dinner. I couldn't decide what to buy although we had browsed through dozens of stalls. Finally I decided to buy Yong Tau Fu (boiled seafoodcakes) and went straight home.
I couldn't get my girls to have their bath first because their mounths were already busy munching and eating their ration. I gathered them around the dinner table and went to have my beauty shower. Suddenly I heard my eldest screamed, "Mama, Adik dropped your food!". I rushed to the kitchen only to see my Yong Tau Fu all over the just-mopped kitchen floor, and Adik grinning at me while holding a small piece of fishcake in her slimy hand. I looked at the food on the floor..it's no longer palatable to me. Hmmm..what can I say..the Yong Tau Fu is never meant for me.
After finished doing the laundry, suddenly I heard my stomach growling and begging to be fed..but what to eat? Then I started to recall of my cold chicken rice in the rice cooker. I reheated the food and sat down quietly to eat my dinner. Hmm..it's actually tasty since I felt really hungry. While eating, I kept on thinking, what would happen to this food if Adik didn't drop my Yong Tau Fu? I would have not enjoyed my own cooking!
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