will i am's delayed diary

On the second Sunday of May, a special dinner was held at MaisonSK as a farewell for Brian. He was leaving to join the migrant workforce in Singapore to enjoy the higher currency exchange rate. Been talking about it for more than a year. It was only recently that he managed to secure a job there. The Tribe, KH, #BF and Lifebook were there to send him off. Wish him all the best in Singapore. Hopefully we have jodoh to meet each other in Kuala Lumpur or Singapore in the near future. And of course hopefully he finds jodoh in Singapore!

My brother arrived home just before midnight on my mum's birthday. Just in time to wish her. Two days later, we had another celebration for Mother's Day. Brought my brother out to the OUG morning market so that he could get his curry noodles fix. Overheard at the market: Lady: Is this bak zhang raw or cooked? Seller: Errrm... cooked. This question comes in the midst of the pre- Duan Wu Festival rush. Seriously woman, no one sells raw bak zhang . The raw grains would leak out and the filling would not keep. The Nalanda Buddhist Society was also doing an alms giving activity on that day. Not a common sight in Malaysia. At noon, the kids came over with bouquets of flowers and personalized cards. So sweet. I gave them some additional stickers to spruce things up-- "I Love Las Vegas", "The Strip". LOL. Mum whipped up lunch and we ate together. After much deliberation, we decided to have dinner at Le Pont Boulangerie . Wanted to avoid the Mother

A conversation in the office : Me: What is the name of Guan Yu's weapon? Colleague: Erm... Guandao . Me: (spraying blood from my mouth) I was expecting 青龍偃月刀, but then his answer wasn't wrong.

Drove to The Coffee Sessions only to find that they weren't open yet. Didn't want to wait for another 30 minutes, so mum and I went to look for alternatives. Mum ain't that fond of gweilo breakfast anyway. So I drove to Puchong Jaya's Dao Ma Qie for pan mee. Their soup is nice and pork tendon balls are great. Lunch was simple. Reheated the lo mai kai that Apollo's mum gave us the night before. Mum added on some pan-fried pumpkin slices. In the afternoon, KH jio -ed me for coffee at JEMI Cafe , Taman Desa. It was raining cats and dogs. The LINE Brown figurine you see with the affogatto was a gift from SK during her last trip to Korea. Brown with cake. Brown with Flat White. At the cafe, KH showed me his proposed itinerary for our upcoming Hokkaido trip. KH is the best, always the one to iron out the logistics. My job is to sit back and relax, whine and complain, and of course provide conjugal services. LOL. Thank you baby! Muacks.

May Day was a day of makan-makan . Mum and I had a rare Thai lunch at Fa-Ying , Paradigm Mall. My last time there was in 2013 with Cutipie. We were quite happy with our choices. Seafood salad was a great starter and the tom kha kai was a great alternative to tom yum . In addition to those traditional choices, we chose a fusion item from the menu-- Anna's salad wrap. The dish is interesting because they serve you a stack of wide of hor fun  ( like those you see when eating kway chap ) that you use to wrap minced meat and fresh herbs. In the evening, we had a joint birthday dinner for mum and Little Monster at  Starlight Seafood Naturalle in Sungei Way ( KH, SK, QueerRanter-D and Apollo's mum joined us ). Mum turned seventy, while Little Monster turned four. When KH called in to make reservations ( such a dutiful son-in-law hehe ), they asked him whether he wanted seats near the stage or the aquarium. The receptionist suggested the aquarium since we had kids. The aquariu

Although I could sleep at the usual GMT+8 hours, my body was a little wonky. Only after a week did I feel less lethargic. Went to the OUG wet market like usual and had a lam mee breakfast. The koptiam uncle who delivered my coffee really caught my attention because he was wearing a sleeveless polyester slip in yellow and white not unlike what unlike what my mother wears to do her chores. Guess when it comes to beating the heat, unconventional fashion choices are justified. SK joined us for a simple lunch at home. But as simple as it was, it was supplemented with a side of salmon sashimi . Some time after lunch, KH arrived at my place. Made some small talk with my mum at the living room before we all went out for coffee at The   Coffee Sessions , the latest cafe to open in Bandar Kinrara 5. It is located at the new shop lots near Giant BK5. Not much traffic there at all. When SK was parking her car near a restaurant called Boxer Republic, a waitress immediately dashed out with m

Managed to get a good night's sleep after returning from my pilgrimage. No horrible jet lag. Mum and I still managed to go for Sunday morning mass. But we did feel a bit tired in the afternoon, so we didn't loiter. Just went straight home to rest. In the evening, SK hosted Korean cuisine night at MaisonSK. Although it was only a short trip for her to Seoul and Jeju, she bought enough ingredients to make bibimbap , naengmyeon and pajeon ( more seafood than batter, more pa than jeon ). That woman can really cook. P.S.: Super yummy home-cooked pulut panggang from Terengganu!

As usual, breakfast at the hotel was breads and cold cuts. Left Nevers at 8:00 AM to catch our flight out from Lyon, the second largest city in France. The journey wasn't as long, a little under 260 KM. What we did in the bus was very standard: prayer, hymns, rosary and the divine mercy chaplet. Never in my life have I prayed the rosary so much. A few times I just fell asleep halfway through. The traffic into Lyon was atrocious. The only traffic jam in the whole trip. To celebrate the end of our pilgrimage, mass was celebrated at Chapelle de la Vierge, Basilica Notre Dame de Fourviere. We were greeted by an old priest there who spoke Mandarin. No wonder they have Chinese mass there. A rarity. The main church was a work of art. My mouth gaped open when I walked in. Behind the basilica was an unobstructed view of the city. Not much time was left for sightseeing. Proceeded to lunch at Les Bouchon de Carnivores for a final meal of French pork. The portions we