I only had some small plate of Rice and Devil Chicken Curry for breakfast Thursday morning. It was a long day after that. The classes at the Garden’s ran from 11.30 pm to 4 pm. I could not have lunch during the break as it’s only 40 minutes long and I have to write some music during that time. I thought that I could grab a bite after school hours.
Wifey called and asked me to buy some cake stuff for her at Chow Kit. Boy, am I hungry? But I had little time because I have to fetch her at 5.30 at Universiti Malaya. The Sarabat stall food next to Bake With Yen looked so tempting. But, well … No! I would not take the risk by sharing my cup and plate with gender benders. Anybody who knows Lorong Haji Taib will certainly understands what their dubious round the clock activities going on there. ‘Kawan, China (from China not Malaysian Chinese) 20 tauuun. Okay punya. Mau?’.
Fetched the Queen and she said, we have to get something at USJ’s cake shop behind our house. There goes my lunch again. Hmm … and say, the idea of having Nasi Pattaya was really great at that time. But then we have to go again. These things are from those shops. Yes, lady.
It’s already 7.00 pm and was thinking … what if I have some food at Nita’s Tom Yam near my house? Ha? Nah … have to meet Mamat at 8.00. Better go to the studio and set things up for him and then lunch/tea/dinner after that. Shower and off to Kampung Tengku. Setup done. Now … for that food, glorious food.
Wanted to stop at Restoren Arabia across the road, but scrapped the thought as the food, at times, can be really unpalatable there. Better go SS2. Lots of choices. Reached SS2, and my brain still reeling whether to have MCD, Pelita Rojak or Kayu Nasi Kandar. Was looking left and right and suddenly the car in front braked hard. There was quite a bump. She only dented her fender. But my car’s a disaster! Oh my God … I don’t need this. Sigh.
Called my mechanic Ah Wah. He sent a friend over and we drove to State’s Police Station. After all the procedures, I finally had my lunch at 3.00 am.
Moral of the Story?
We work for food. We dress nice for food. We lie for food. We swindle for food. Food will always a be a priority alright for me from today on. No matter what!






