Monthly Archive for October, 2004

Whee. Work wasn’t so bad today. A little running here and there, a few meetings left and right, and the day was over before I knew it. At least for the moment, there’s no one rushing me for deadlines.

It’s nice being the one to put pressure on others.

Like yesterday, I stopped by Bangsar’s pasar juadah to buy back some food. Pasar juadahs are basically a group of stalls selling food, mainly for Muslims breaking fast. The food they sell aren’t the normal type either; all are somewhat themed towards Ramadhan. For example, you can’t get ayam percik or briyani gam at any mamak place.

Juadah basically means spread. Of food. And that’s a noun.

The selection in Bangsar’s is pretty good, and even when I’ve got my list of things to buy, it still takes time cuz there’s usually more than one stall selling the same food. There were 3 stalls selling briyani gam, and none of them looked like the real thing. Real briyani gam is served with the meat/mutton/chicken mixed with the rice. I think it is also cooked that way, which gives it its rich aroma and flavor. But I bought one for myself, just thinking about it.

True briyani gam can be found in Batu Pahat, Johor, along a row of shops in town. Sorry, but I only remember how the location looks like. Don’t remember the stall name either.

My mom tells she heard there’s a stall in Taman Tun selling it, and there’s usually a long queue for it. Well, there’s a lot more days in this fasting month, so we’ll probably drop by there sometime.
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Was thinking that I shouldn’t wait till Thursday. Stayed back a bit last night to finish off a few tasks. Was almost late for break fast at the surau.

After that, made a short stop at TMC to buy milk, then headed down over to where the guys were having dinner. A call from Az prompted us to leave for War.net, where we played Far Cry all night long.

All hail the Red Team! Let’s just say, Az, Henry, and I creamed the rest.

And Nestle Crunch ice cream is oh-so-good!

Going back to the surau part, it was a bit awkward having being my first free buka puasa event for the month. First of all, being late, I had to endure being stared down by the 400 students who were already there. Fortunately, a colleague who was an AJK there, pulled me into a little room where they had their own spread.

Secondly, it felt odd looking younger than some of them students.

I felt guilty leaving right after prayer too, but I shouldn’t keep the others waiting. I’ll just have to redeem myself in the next few days.

Now, I just have to figure out how I can escape home to watch Sky Captain this Wednesday.
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