Our 8th Year Together
All my colleagues flew home to KL on that Friday, leaving me to shag without any risk of interruption. During the day, KH did some banking but ended up not meeting MoonlightPiggy cause her terminally ill aunt had passed away ( rest in peace ). Once I got off work, I headed back to the hotel to meet my darling. He had made reservations at a nearby Italian restaurant in Kg. Glam called Cichetti . Our reservation was for 8 pm, but since we were both hungry as heck, we gave it a try 45 minutes earlier. Funny that I am now the one who navigates instead of KH. At the door, the waitress told us that she had no table for us. Crap. Thankfully there was a kopitiam two doors down called Dong Po Colonial Cafe ( n, they don't serve Dong Po meat ). From the name you can guess that the interior decoration is quite retro with a lot of old memorabilia. We shared a teh c and a bostock ( thankfully it was in stock ). What's a bostock you may ask? Well, it's actually a slice of crispy toas