Archive for July, 2005
“So I’ll see you here on the 15th at 6:00pm?”, she said.
“Ok. Ermm.. could you come over here for a second.”
“What is it?”
My subtle attempt at persuading her to come stand next to me was somewhat.. subdued. We were walking towards the main entrance to the departure lounge and she already got her boarding gate […]
I remember the numerous tips I hear from people to stop you from crying when chopping onions; some sound (breathe in with your mouth and exhale through your nose), some very technical (cut along the veins not across it), some just plain ridiculous (hold a piece of bread in your mouth).
As I was cutting a […]
A Different Kind of BBC
10 Comments Published by iJun Monday, 18 July 2005 in Lost Locations, Lost Humour and Rhymes, Lost Culinary“So do you come here a lot?”
My concentration on the menu on the wall of the Lemon Grass stall was needlessly interrupted, as Andrew posed me with that question.
“Ermm.. I’ve been here a few times”, was my delayed and unsure reply.
“We come here every week”, he added. “After sports.”
He was referring to him and James, […]
Cekodok Pisang ala Bujang Terlajak
23 Comments Published by iJun Thursday, 14 July 2005 in Lost Humour and Rhymes, Lost CulinaryBahan-bahan yang diperlukan:1) Pisang yang telah lama terbiar dan bau agak power2) Tepung yang terperap dalam almari berbulan-bulan3) Minyak goreng yang dikitar semula (recycle) tak lebih dari 3×4) Gula ikut sedap hatiPerkakas untuk memasak:1) Kuali atau periuk yang sedia ada2) Sudu kayu atau penyedok yang telah dibasuh3) Mangkuk atau bekas untuk menggaul bahan4) Pinggan untuk menghidang5) Dapur gas atau elektrikCara-cara mebuat
k, mula2 kau ambik pisang tuh pastuh kau buang kulit dia…. Kau jangan pakai tissue pulak, habis dia melekat kat cekodok kau nanti!Agak2 kau punya cekodok tuh kaler dah cun, kau angkat la pastuh letak kat pinggan yang ada alas tadi.
A Lone Commemoration
28 Comments Published by iJun Tuesday, 12 July 2005 in Lost Moments and Memories, Lost EmotionsI always make an effort to go to Brighton at least once each year. It was there that I lived away from my parents for the first time, I managed my own food and bills for the first time, I travelled alone on public transport for the first time, I had a real hobby for […]
