Perhaps you noted that I posted the title above as one of my shoutouts at Facebook sometimes ago. It is evident that I am savouring myself with tonnes of homecook delicacies each time I am home. Gaining weight is so easy. On day one after each holiday, my stomach would be obviously ballooning and my waist would accordingly expanding.
Whom to be blamed? My mum for her excellent culinary skill? My father for his exquisite cooking talent? The freeze that is cramped with an array of frozen food? My sister and my brother-in-law who bring fast food home? My brother Arthur who enjoys frying fries or nuggets or hot dogs in the middle of the night? Or my simply irresistible temptation?
I can hardly recall when was the last time I experienced growling stomach ever since I reached home. In fact, on my second day in Sibu, the first thing that we did was marketing. Making a stop at almost every stall. Emptying Sibu Central Market was what it seemed to be.
I was showered with question like "What do you want to eat?" "You like this, don't you?" "Mummy will buy this. How do you want it to be cooked?" "Emm, you must be longing for this. Tauke aa, get me a kilo of this." Those sorts of things.. Hahaha..
My parents would never fail to make me feel at extreme comfort. Even at the age of 23, I would get whatever I want. Just say it and it shall be prepared for. Furthermore my brother is home. Everyone is home. My mum would ensure we eat RICHLY for each meal. Though she would be working either for morning, afternoon or night shift, she would make sure that she has prepared something on the table. My brother and I wake up to only enjoy each of her scrumptious homecook food. Mummy, aba, Ida, ad, thanks!!!
Whom to be blamed? My mum for her excellent culinary skill? My father for his exquisite cooking talent? The freeze that is cramped with an array of frozen food? My sister and my brother-in-law who bring fast food home? My brother Arthur who enjoys frying fries or nuggets or hot dogs in the middle of the night? Or my simply irresistible temptation?
I can hardly recall when was the last time I experienced growling stomach ever since I reached home. In fact, on my second day in Sibu, the first thing that we did was marketing. Making a stop at almost every stall. Emptying Sibu Central Market was what it seemed to be.
I was showered with question like "What do you want to eat?" "You like this, don't you?" "Mummy will buy this. How do you want it to be cooked?" "Emm, you must be longing for this. Tauke aa, get me a kilo of this." Those sorts of things.. Hahaha..
My parents would never fail to make me feel at extreme comfort. Even at the age of 23, I would get whatever I want. Just say it and it shall be prepared for. Furthermore my brother is home. Everyone is home. My mum would ensure we eat RICHLY for each meal. Though she would be working either for morning, afternoon or night shift, she would make sure that she has prepared something on the table. My brother and I wake up to only enjoy each of her scrumptious homecook food. Mummy, aba, Ida, ad, thanks!!!
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