Food

As I am typing this, I am waiting for my yummy dummy fried rice that I've just ordered from downstairs. Of course with just a call away.

Home is just never the same again. Before I even realising it, so many things has change around me. For example, Connie is finishing her SPM, ain't gonna taste my granma's cook anymore- now the job goes to my Father or my mum- with the usual sliced fried chicken, fried potatoes, well the same sawi, hot dogs.

I miss eating those spicy Siamese green curry - the beef version! The super spicy fried ikan bilis - or ayam kunyit or ayam masak merah - my granma did. Anything spicy!!! You will see I keep on adding rice and finish up the food.

Those were the days.

Those days were gone I guess.

I miss those days.

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