Congratulations Awesome People

Alhamdulillah there is so much to celebrate lately. No,im not talking about Thanksgiving, Hannukah or Christmas. First, Hanis won the Nippon Paint Young Designer Award. This actually happened weeks ago. At first i wasnt sure exactly what he won so i thought it was not a big deal. Turned out i was wrong.

I asked you guys on facebook to vote for his design few months ago,

Apparently he did not win the People's Choice category, which means we didn't vote enough! But he won Gold award in the architecture category which is so much more meaningful since this involves professional judges.

Presentation / Q&A or something. I dont know. I guess it's something like beauty pageant where they ask questions. But this one of course minus the beauty part.

I foresee great future for him. So ladies whatchu waiting for?

His work can be seen in a 3 page spread in the latest issue of Architecture Malaysia magazine.

The other thing is, youngest sister- Husna got 8A's for PMR. I went to her school on the result day. Haven't seen so many emotional people in one room since Rosma get kicked off from Akademi Fantasia. Maklumlah sekolah perempuan, result belum announce dah melalak macam mati kucing.

My sister was no exception. Dapat result je terus mengalir airmata syawal dengan muka putus harapan. I was like "shit, kompem tak jadik pergi Alamanda pasni". We all thought she didnt get straight A's so Mama pun dah ready nak pujuk. Sekali tengok semua A. So, motif kau nangis drama camtu??

This was after drama airmata.

Other than Husna, ada 2 orang cousins pun ambik PMR. Ain dan Ainaa (maafkan pemilihan nama yang tidak kreatif di situ). Alhamdulillah those 2 also get straight A's.

The three of them.

Congratulations guys. We all fellow Haji Rasdi clan are extremely proud of you. Celebrate it while it lasts because im pretty sure on the very first day of Form 4, your teacher will tell you "sebenarnya keputusan PMR kamu tidak bermakna apa-apa. SPM yang lebih penting"

As somebody who has gone through all this i can assure you that it doesnt end here. Sebab as soon as you go to uni and do A-level lecturer akan cakap "result SPM kamu tidak bermakna apa-apa. A level yang bakal menentukan masa depan".

And it goes on and on and on. A constant struggle i tell you. And guess what? After straight A's in UPSR, PMR, SPM, A level and impressive marks for my driving test, im still struggling. So please dont look forward to the future because honestly, it's not that fun.

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Pasar Tak Berapa Nak Seni

One of my fondest childhood memories ialah di zaman 90an dulu ada sekali ikut ayah ke KL menaiki bas untuk ke Pasar Seni. Ayah aktif melukis during those years. Walaupun bakat melukis itu ibarat kuah yang tidak tumpah ke nasi namun akibat dari pendedahan awal ini sedikit sebanyak menjadikan diri ini menghargai sesuatu yang arthritis. Eh artistik.

Masih segar di ingatan Pasar Seni waktu itu ibarat satu sorga seniman amatur, tempat anak muda berjiwa seni mempamer karya. Juga tempat menjual alat-alat lukisan. Tidak semeriah sekarang, tapi tetap ada aura keraian di dalamnya. Bukan gedung mewah tapi kaya dengan nilai budaya dan elemen kesenian yang kau takkan jumpa di tempat lain.

Waktu itu ramai pelukis-pelukis pro dan semi pro menghabiskan masa di Pasar Seni saban hari menghasilkan karya-karya yang entah akan terjual atau tidak. Namun tidak terlihat langsung kegusaran di wajah-wajah penggiat seni ini mungkin sebab terlalu engrossed dengan kepuasan berkarya itu lalu tak diendahkan soal penjualan lukisan. Pelukis dan pengkarya ini kalau kau sembang dengan dia macam-macam cerita hidup yang kau boleh pelajari dan ambil iktibar darinya. Kunjungan ke Pasar Seni berpuluh tahun dulu ialah satu kunjungan penuh makna dari aspek cultural, artistik juga membina jatidiri.

Weekend yang lepas me and my brother decided to pay a visit to Pasar Seni.

Dari segi luarannya tak banyak yang berubah dengan bangunan ikonik ini. Namun sebaik melangkah ke dalam boleh dikatakan Pasar Seni telah bertukar 100%. Lebih meriah dari dulu tapi ia kemeriahan yang kosong. Lebih banyak kedai dan small business di dalamnya, tapi konsep Pasar Seni kini memang jauh menyimpang dari maksud kesenian yang hakiki. Im not sure you can still call it Pasar 'Seni' anymore.

Pasar Seni kini ibarat seorang datin kaya yang disaluti barang kemas, tampak berkarisma secara zahir..tapi hakikatnya dia bimbo. Corner yang menempatkan pelukis-pelukis amatur dulu kini diambilalih dengan kedai-kedai menjual pashmina made in Pakistan. Kedai menjual alatan melukis di tingkat atas ditukar kepada kedai menjual baju murahan ala Nilai 3 dan merchandise stores yang menawarkan aneka seleksi souvenir picisan Made In China. Even gerai makan melayu di tingkat atas sudah di overshadow dengan restoran makanan Thai. 

Pendek kata bila kau masuk Pasar Seni sekarang memang tak ada dah unsur kesenian di situ. Bukan setakat unsur kesenian, unsur ke-Malaysiaan pun hampir tak wujud. Itu yang lebih menyedihkan sebenarnya.

Brother-brother seniman amatur era 90an dulu kini diganti dengan tokey kedai Pak Arab dan salesman dari Pakistan dan negara-negara sekitarnya yang tak menyumbang kepada komunikasi dua hala yang membina. Ruangan kaki lima pula dipenuhi dengan gerai menjual casing iphone dan waffle segera. Tak tahulah jika pihak berwajib merasakan casing iphone dan waffle segera itu 2 benda yang artistik, tapi pendapat saya certain things are better left untouched.

Ingat lagi jalan di tepi Pasar Seni yang suatu ketika dulu dipenuhi buskers dan pemuisi jalanan? Ia telah difaceliftkan dan digelar Kasturi Walk. 

Kini tiada lagi buskers atau pemuisi jalanan, cuma gerai-gerai kecil yang bersepah menawarkan benda-benda yang tidak membawa makna dalam kehidupan seharian. 

I dont get this obsession of converting every single tourist attractions into commercial centre. Baguslah kalau ia menjana ekonomi tapi jangan kerana nawaitu 'menjana ekonomi' itu kita korbankan identiti dan nilai seni sendiri. Kalau tourist datang ke Pasar Seni sekarang pun mesti dia konpius dengan identiti Malaysia. Souk El Haad di Morocco dan grand Bazaar di Istanbul pun jadi tempat buat duit, tapi somehow identiti asalnya dikekalkan. At least bila kau masuk tempat-tempat ini kau fikir "owhhh aku di Morocco" or "wahhh uniknya produk-produk Turkey". Kalau kau masuk ke Pasar Seni sekarang mungkin cuma "what the shit?" yang terlintas difikiran.

gambar hiasan; penulis di Istanbul

Kamonlah...orang luar tak datang Malaysia untuk shopping. Tempat diorang lagi murah nak shopping woi. Orang malaysia je yang kepalabana update status facebook "letihnyew kite shopping di Pavi harini hikhik". Travellers datang Malaysia untuk experience culture yang unik yang takde di obersi. Jadi pihak berwajib mohon tak payahlah nak bangga sangat negara kita ni ada 4 shopping malls terbesar dunia kalau keaslian Pasar Seni pun tak mampu dipelihara.

Sayang betul bila sebuah tempat yang berpotensi sebagai pusat aktiviti kesenian negara diconvert menjadi sebuah pseudo-shopping mall. Bila kurang titikberat pada aktiviti kesenian dan pembinaan daya kreativiti maka lihat sajalah program-program tv kendalian RTM dan iklan pendek terbitan Jabatan Filem Negara yang mempunyai zero nilai kreativiti. 

Maafkan saya jika post ini sedikit serius dan dipenuhi leteran yang takde sapa pun peduli sebenarnya. Tapi motif post ini cuma nak menyedarkan anda yang kadang-kadang apa yang kita lihat sebagai pembangunan dan proses naiktaraf pada zahirnya tu tak semestinya sesuatu yang baik. Kalau dalam proses naiktaraf itu kita kehilangan identiti diri baik kita kekalkan sajalah apa yang ada. 

Pasar Seni mungkin nampak gah hari ini tapi pada saya ia cumalah sebuah tapak kubur tempat bersemadinya jenazah kesenian anak Malaysia yang authentik. RIP.

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Resepi Aiskrim Goreng Versi Pemalas Terlampau

Parents are away for the weekend. They are on an adhoc honeymoon-ish trip to Langkawi. Since mama won't be able to join the family trip to Indonesia later this month due to some unforseen circumstances, she insisted on going for a short trip where she can board on a kapal terbang. Whatevs, kasi can.

But the bad news is i have to spend the entire weekend at home with only my little sister who is no fun. She spends most of her time either in her room watching some korean stuff or in front of the tv watching Istanbul Aku Datang for the 8th time.

You might think having a girl in the house will come in handy untuk tolong masak setiap kali meal time. Wrong. My sister is a 15 year old teenager with culinary skills of an infant. So it is up to me to make sure both of us are still alive and not starving by the time le parents come back from Langkawi.

This is what i prepared for dinner yesterday;

But my sister is not entirely useless. She taught me how to make Aiskrim Goreng versi nakharom pemalas. So lemme share whitchu guys simple steps to make Aiskrim Goreng. 

First the ingredients needed;

-Roti Gardenia dan Aiskrim.

Yep, that's it.

It's up to you lah roti brand apa nak pakai. Kalau posh sikit boleh guna eskrem Haagen Dasz tapi kalau miskin macam kami sila beli aiskrim yang tengah sale di Mydin.

Scoop seketul aiskrim dan letak atas sekeping roti. Then cover with another slice of bread.

Lepastu,

Tenyeh dengan mug. Langkah ini akan memastikan kepingan roti tadi bercantum dan memerangkap aiskrim di dalamnya yang menjadi inti. Faham ke tidokkk??

Hasilnya;

Haaa dia akan jadi macamni. Lebihan kerak roti di sekeliling tadi di trim dengan pisau. Lebihan-lebihan roti tersebut boleh lah dihumban ke dalam longkang ataupun kalau taknak membazir campak dalam bread pudding.

Simpan roti berinti aiskrim di dalam container dan frozen kan dalam peti ais beberapa jam atau semalaman atau sukati kau lah. Ini memang bergantung kepada instinct semata-mata. Lepas dah dibekukan bolehlah digoreng.

Goreng dalam minyak yang panas. Penggunaan minyak yang baru adalah disarankan kerana menggoreng dengan minyak belen goreng ikan masin malam semalam akan mengtransformkan aiskrim goreng anda kepada sejenis makanan yang dipandang hina oleh masyarakat. Goreng kejap saja sebab tujuan menggoreng adalah cuma untuk mem-brownkan permukaan roti dan menjadikan beliau rangup. 

Kalau goreng lama-lama nanti takut roti menyerap minyak secara berlebihan lantas mengakibatkan jantung tersumbat dalam jangkamasa panjang. Ini adalah tidak bagus untuk kesihatan di samping menyesakkan hospital-hospital kerajaan secara tidak langsung menambah tugas doktor dan kakitangan hospital.

Inilah rupa paras selepas digoreng;

Makan ketika masih panas-panas. Gabungan rasa roti yang panas dan inti eskrem yang sejuk...fuhhh orgasme berganda. 

Sekian resepi cincai minggu ini.

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The Perks of Being A Wallflower

Nowadays it is very hard for me to find time to read non medical books. Dahlah takde time, harga buku di Malaysia juga adalah sungguh menghiris perasaan. Back in Dublin i make it a habit to always have at least one novel on my nightstand. Jadi sebelum tidur boleh baca at least 2-3 pages untuk menaiktaraf penguasaan Bahasa Inggeris sebab 2 tahun setengah duduk negara omputeh kalau English tak improve baik kau balik study dekat Nilai je.

And since final exams baru habis beberapa minggu yang lalu i thought maybe it's about time i do some non medical readings. So last week i went to Borders and get a copy of this;

I dont normally do books review but this one is an exception. Everyone needs to get a copy of this. The story revolves around a socially awkward emotionally troubled teenager named Charlie. Penceritaan adalah dalam bentuk surat yang ditulis oleh Charlie kepada seorang 'kawan'. Im guessing this whole writing letters to a friend is his psychiatrist idea since Charlie expresses himself better in written form.

If you by any chance took a course in Psychiatry or Psychology pembacaan novel ini akan membawa anda ke tahap orgasme berganda as you try to figure out what the hell is wrong with Charlie and what had actually happened when he was a kid. He gives hints in his letters but never a straightforward answer which makes it even more interesting.

Bahasa yang digunakan adalah sungguh simple yet very effective and beautifully written. Senang nak paham untuk kita-kita yang English koyak ni. Lemme share with you some of the excerpts from the book;

"I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them"

Here's another one;

"Sam climbed in the back of the pickup, wearing nothing but her dance dress. She told Patrick to drive, and he got this smile on his face. I guess they had done this before...Anyway, Patrick started driving really fast, and just before we got to the tunnel, Sam stood up, and the wind turned her dress into ocean waves. When we hit the tunnel, all the sound got scooped up into a vaccuum, and it was replaced by a song on the tape player. A beautiful song called "Landslide." When we got out of the tunnel, Sam screamed this really fun scream, and there it was. Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. 

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite."

It took me only a bus ride to KL from Kuala Kangsar and one night in a hotel room in Malacca to finish the whole book.

Why i board on a bus to KL and how i ended up in Malacca is a whole different story but the point is once you read this book, you'd want to finish it. Towards the end of the book i cried a little. Not like when Dumbledore died kind of cry but still, it affects me emotionally to a certain extent. 

They made a movie based on the book. And im glad Stephen Chbosky who is the author of the book directed the movie. One of these days imma find it online and watch the shit out of that movie.

"we accept the love we think we deserve"

Everyone go get yourself a copy of this book. Now.

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Tips Membina Badan....Not.

Life post exam is not as exciting as i thought it would be. The weather has been pretty sucky lately hence limiting my outdoor activities. I'm currently doing my electives at a super boring hospital (ade ke hospital yang tak boring weh?)

Spent most of the time looking for good food to compensate for those crappy meals i had during the exam weeks. Tapi bila dah banyak free time ni takde idea pulak nak makan apa. Went to Seoul Garden with the boys immediately after our last paper and i swear that's the last time im eating at that place.

-Other than the Szechuan beef and teriyaki chicken, everything else was just nasty. The sotong especially masin tahap air laut mati i can feel both my kidney failing as i was eating them.

And since dah banyak free time ni tiap-tiap minggu la balik kampung. Eventhough balik kampung costs me money ( newsflash: tol and petrol aint cheap) Opah's cooking and the homely feeling is worth every penny. Opah also provides me bekal to bring back home setiap minggu.

This week's lauk:

-ikan sambal dan daging kijang masak kicap. Bila masa Opah memburu kijang tidaklah ku ketahui.

So it is no surprise that my waistline is expanding like nobody's biznezz. Petang-petang if im not curling up under the duvet this is what im up to;

Exercise sejam lepastu malam lepas dinner siap boleh tapau nasik lemak sebungkus buat supper. Memang cerah harapan kau nak kurus.

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Weeks of Torture Is Over

This past few weeks have been hell. Exam 4 subjek hardcore dengan minggu pertama written papers back to back setiap hari rasa macam nak terjun jambatan. Exam paling susah sepanjang medschool so far. But to be honest its getting more susah each semester. So i should probably take some prophylactic antidepressant before next semester start.

This is yours truly room during study week;

This is after i did my laundry and decided no time should be wasted on folding clothes.

I was a total mess. Mentally and physically. See that orange thingy on the study desk? That is Loreal Men Expert serum or water or whatever they call it - my last effort to keep myself somewhat presentable. Tidur 4 jam lepastu bangun tepek Loreal Men dengan harapan wajah bersinar ala Aaron Aziz sambil tepek sambil nyanyi lagu Muara Hati feeling sangat pffft. Dahlah horror gila minggu exam terbangun setiap 2 jam lepastu menggelabah tengok jam takut tak sempat study 30 juta chapters yang tinggal.

Pernah tak rasa tertekan sampai tiba-tiba develop migraine lepastu rasa nak give up dan berhenti belajar dan mulakan bisnes cupcake atau jual tudung syria dekat facebook? I feel that every single day ketika minggu exam. My parents hope and doa are the only thing that keeps me going.

Diet ketika exam week consist of mostly fast food. Simply because it's fast. Nak lipat kain pun kurasakan membazir masa apatah lagi nak ke kedai makan order tomyam tunggu 20 minit. Jadi penyudahnya McD drive thru ataupun pizza delivery sebagai alternatif. 

Lepastu kalau order Domino's boleh keep track order online. So sambil tunggu pizza sampai target habiskan baca beberapa page lecture notes. Sungguh efisyen di situ.

Ada satu hari je tebiat gila tiba-tiba teringin masakan sendiri. Kau mampu mengidam masakan sendiri? Masterchef pun tak sekonfiden ni. Jadi goreng bihun bodoh, rencah guna bebola dan fishcake sahaja sebab tak mampu nak beli ayam akibat bajet burst buat bayar Mcdonalds dengan pizza sepanjang minggu.

Tapi serius time-time exam memang akan mengidam benda pelik-pelik. Tambahan pulak tak dapat balik beraya lagilah perasaan membuak-buak nak makan makanan dari rumah. Termimpi-mimpi dapat makan gulai lemak dengan sambal tumis. 

Habis exam bergegas balik kampung hari Sabtu dengan harapan dapat makan sedap. Setibanya di kampung this is what i found under Opah's tudung saji;

Sambal sotong dengan gulai lemak ikan rebus.

Omaigod rasa nak nangis. Macamana opah tau dah berminggu mengidam nak makan sambal dengan gulai lemak?? She gets it right every single time. Soulmate betul.

My boo doing her thang.

Siap mengadu nasib tak dapat balik raya makan spaghetti dalam bilik sorang-sorang like a total loser. Terus dihidangkan minum petang kuih bahulu raya haji. 

Terharu.

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The Best Raya Celebration Ever.

Still in the middle of exam week. Hence life is kinda suck right now. My kampung is so near but i've to stay back in Penang and study. Woke up at 9.30 today so i missed the solat raya. Was starving this morning and figured there must be no kedai makan melayu open for business today. It would be awesome if McDonalds come up with Chicken McRendang or something, but of course that's just a wishful thinking.

So i decided to order food from Pizza Hut. And basically this is my Raya feast.

Yup. I ate two. This is my way of saying eff you to those who uploaded food pictures on twitter and facebook.

And no, im not gonna wish y'all Selamat Hari Raya. If you will excuse me, i have 4 pieces of Honey BBQ chicken wings to attend to.

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Wash This When Dirty

Lama sungguh belog ini dibiarkan tandus. Sejak sebelum end of block exam O&G haritu memang takde mood nak update. Sekarang tengah study leave 2 minggu sebelum finals. Ya, 2 minggu untuk cover Public Health, Paeds, Psychiatry dan O&G. At this point i'm just thankful that i still dont have any bald spots.Yet.

Students and exams are like Paris Hilton and STD. Inseparable i tell you. Jadi redho sajalah but at times i do miss those moments when life was so much simpler.

-awesome instruction i found on one of my shirt

And as usual when i'm all stressed out i'd go to youtube and watch ridiculous videos. So, my top pick ridiculous video of the moment is this;

'Ahkak' tudung pink muka iras Didie Alias. 

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Mengimbau Kenangan Open House Di Obersi

Eventhough raya di kampung halaman sungguh meriah tetapi sebaik saja kaki ini dijejakkan ke Penang suasana raya lenyap sama sekali. Balik-balik dari cuti hari Isnin pagi pergi hospital berkepam sampai tengahari petang pergi lecture seolah-olah macam bukan bulan Syawal pun.

Memang ironi sungguh waktu di Dublin dulu walaupun takde cuti raya tapi kemeriahan raya terasa sampai sebulan. Semua rumah mesti buat open house, melainkan rumah yang nakharomm kedekut ataupun yang ahli rumahnya spesis yang masak air pun boleh hangit. Meriah raya sampai sebulan terasa sebab boleh gathering sembang-sembang di rumah terbuka berskala kecil ini.

Tak perlu menu bombastic dan presentation 5 bintang, cukuplah sekadar soto/mihun sup yang dihidang dalam mangkuk beli kat Argos selonggok 8 euro. 

This was at my open house in Dublin.

Fun times.

Bila dah balik Penang ni dengan takde masa plus duit pun tak berapa nak ada jadi memang tak mungkin lah nak buat open house macam zaman muda-mudi dulu. Nak makan hari-hari pun catu bajet weh koser pulak aku nak bagi makan satu batch.

Jadi disebabkan last week kampung halamanku telah mengadakan open house sempena bulan Syawal yang mulia maka haruslah ku menjemput beberapa rakan taulan ke kampung untuk sama-sama me-revivekan suasana open house yang telah lama ditinggalkan.

Tapi paham-pahamlah kemalasan berganda nak snap gambar sekarang ni jadi gambar yang ada cumalah gambar sebelum majlis sebab segan nak ambik gambar guna henfon zuhud di khalayak ramai.

Menu adalah banyak melampaui batas. Ada nasi ayam,kueytiow goreng,lemang,rendang,spaghetti,soto,sate dan macam-macam lagi. 

Only 4 of my friends came. I should've invited the whole class.

Before the event started ada orang datang untuk set up P.A system. And they had a karaoke set siap dengan list seleksi lagu rock kapak yang sungguh banyak. 

Maka haruslah ku meng offer diri untuk test mic. Tak agak-agak test mic lagu Awie Senja Nan Merah terus.

Selesai dendangan lagu Senja Nan Merah yang pitch perfect itu daku mendongak ke langit dan....

Some people should just stick to Redbox.

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Happy Birthday Aiman =)

Today is my younger bro's birthday. Happy birthday Aiman!

Being raised in a family who is too cheap to celebrate birthdays, a "hoi bongok happy birthday" text message would suffice. Since i am such a good and loving older brother lemme kick it up a notch and dedicate a blogpost for this auspicious day.

Me and my younger brother wasn't that close when we grew up. Sebab jarak umur adalah lebih kurang 5 tahun (a rough estimation since i cant remember his exact age now.Ingat birthday dah cukup baik). I was closer to my older brother. For a while there were just two of us, me and Hanis.

So i was definitely have gotten used of having all the attention from le parents for the first few years growing up. When mama decided to get pregnant again with Aiman i wasn't thrilled. But luckily i got over my last-child-syndrome phase as soon as he was born because mama decided to popped out another 2 kids after Aiman. -____-

This was us. Photo taken circa 1997

Looking back at this picture i realize two things.

#1 : It was 1997 and i already nailed the duckface pose. That 5 days MC girl got nothing on me.

#2 : Once upon a time all of us were kurus. Now Aiman is the biggest in our family.

-sorry but this is your only kurus picture that i can find on facebook.

Aiman is definitely the most boleh harap one. Me and Hanis were top students during our primary school years. But we went downhill as soon as we enter secondary. Early bloomers sangat kann. But Aiman is the only one among us who manage to maintain his top student status throughout his school years. Pfft overachiever.

Plus with his religious school background dia je la yang boleh harap menghafal doa-doa dan sering tak miss sembahyang. I went to the same religious school as he did but only stayed for a week before i decided to ditch the place for a much cooler school in KL akibat hormon muda remaja yang mendambakan hiburan kotaraya.

Now he's all grown up (got awek some more) and will be flying off to Jordan to further his studies- 4 years course in dentistry. Memandangkan exam yang dah nak dekat most probably i wont be there to send him off at the airport. I might not be there in person, but my doa's are always with you.

But of all places, why on earth did he picked Jordan?- the decision that still baffles me. 

I was positive at first, mungkin panorama indah Jordan seperti dalam drama Nur Kasih mesti best satu family datang melawat dia tahun depan ni. Then i looked up on Tripadvisor for top three best hotel in Irbid, Jordan and this image came out.

Ermmm... maybe aku tunggu je la kau balik 4 tahun lagi.

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Raya Dan Makanan Tidak Mungkin Dipisahkan

We manage to get everyone to colour coordinate this year. Like finally each of us wore gray on the first day of raya. Itu pun sebab baju melayu semua makbapak yang belikan kalau beli sendiri-sendiri memang akan jadik macam tahun-tahun lepas. Sukahati ikut taste sendiri nak kaler apa. Our family photo was taken outdoor this year and it was scorching hot jadi i was squinting in all the pictures and ended up looking like a Mongolian. So,not gonna upload it here. But here's one taken on raya night.

-Actually dia beza 2 tone je dari kaler baju tahun lepas. Kalau pakai tahun lepas punya baju pun takpe sebenarnya. Ini yang dipanggil pembaziran Syawal.

Like usual, food is the main priority for my family. We love to cook and we certainly love to eat. Even sebelum raya pun dah mula memasak secara bersemangat sempena kepulangan semua orang ke kampung. This is nasi lemak prepared by MakSu for berbuka on the last day of puasa;

-bila dah ramai-ramai berbuka memang bagus guna daun pisang. Takpayah basuh pinggan kita lempor je daun dalam tong sampah lepas makan. Save time.

On the first day of raya menu memang tetap dari tahun lepas. Rumah Opah hidang soto ayam, rumah Pak Lang sebelah hidang KFC. Tak tahu la tahun bila nak tukar menu ni.

-Konsep memang masak banyak ala all you can eat buffet sebab kompem ramai orang datang beraya.

-KFC 500 ketul.Selalunya memang lebih dari cukup siap ada belen untuk ratah di raya ke2.

Sejak dari tahun lepas air dah upgrade sikit. Air bergas dah dikurangkan jadi kita hidang air Twister. Tapi beli berkarton-karton pun nakharomm nak menang hadiah cabutan kereta BMW.

Kuih raya pulak sampai 14 jenis memandangkan para makcik semua tokeh kuih raya jadi ini mungkin langkah marketing secara halus mereka dengan menghidangkan kuih buatan sendiri di kampung untuk melebarkan sayap perniagaan.

Untuk raya kedua pulak rumah PakLang menghidangkan nasi ayam dan sate.

Rumah Opah taknak kalah lantas hidangkan briyani kambing. Lengkap dengan jelatah,ayam goreng berempah, kari sotong dan kari udang. Dessert adalah pengat pisang ke apetah, tak sempat nak rasa.

Tapi sesedap manapun makanan yang dihidangkan,tetap tak dapat celen cheesy wedges buatan sendiri. Serbuk jalapeno cheese ini boleh dijumpai di pasaraya berdekatan anda. Cuma bancuh dengan air panas, rasa sejibik cheesy wedges KFC. Asal hidang je kompem habis dalam masa 20saat.

Malam raya kedua pulak tradisi annual BBQ keluarga diteruskan. 

-poyoss gila set up siap candle light bagai padahal sendiri je yang nak makan.

-Opah bersama cucu-cucu perempuannya.

And this year we decided to panggil orang tolong bakarkan kambing,ayam etc sebab malas nak prepare sendiri tempat bakar ngehngeh.

-tapi memang sedap terlampau kambing bakar dia. Tak sia-sia call tempah. Kalau nak harap sendiri bakar, hidupkan arang je dah makan masa 2 jam. Kali ni molek betul kau tinggal tadah pinggan je.

Ada juga persembahan selingan di tengah-tengah majlis BBq ini. Ia datang dalam 2 kotak besar yang telah diseludup dengan jayanya oleh MakLong.

-Made In China. Cer teka apa dalam?

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Tadaaaaaa!

Bunga api 88 das.

I tried recording the firework show on my phone tapi pepahamlah phone cap tuntung walaupun bunga api meletup bagai nak rak tapi bila record bunyi kepehh kepehh je tu yang record setengah jalan lepastu givap. Dahlah kena telengkan kepala ketika menonton sebab tak reti camano nak bagi dia menegak haihhh..

Hari Raya ke-3 takde hidang makanan dah sebab dapur tutup untuk seharian keluar berkonvoi raya ke rumah kaum keluarga dan merasa makan di rumah orang pulak.. Jadi setelah 2 hari raya, 2 rumah sebelah menyebelah dengan menu yang berbeza sekarang memang tak sanggup nak check berat badan.

Raya ke-empat dah sampai KL untuk beraya di Ikea.

Selamat Hari Raya everyone. Hope everyone had an amazing raya just like i did, and let's shed this newly gained excessive fat!

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