One of the most annoying things about being a mother is that you have to pack school lunchboxes. Not just once. They expect you to do it every morning. Like, five times a week. It’s so stressful. Especially when your child is a super picky eater and you are a shit chef.

Ayub has been going to school with peanut butter sandwiches and a snacks pretty much every day. Then his school enforced this no junk food rule. Oh. My. God.

I understand that junk food is bad and I know Ayub shouldn’t be eating it and certainly shouldn’t be packing it but when you have a picky eater, you’re grateful for anything they’re willing to eat. You know what I mean?! So no junk food. Ayub doesn’t eat vegetables or fruits. So no vegetables or fruit. He doesn’t like Nutella, he doesn’t like ham or cheese, he doesn’t like this and that and everything in between. What else can I possible pack for him?

Hello Family Mart!

Since Family Mart opened in Uptown at Damansara Utama I have been saved. If there’s one thing that Ayub enjoys, it’s Japanese food. The kid loves it. Sushi, sashimi, udon, soba, miso, curry katsu… anything. As long as you tell him it’s Japanese he’ll eat a freakin’ salad.

Family Mart is so awesome I love it so much I know it’s just a convenience store but the food is cheap and yummy and Japanese and now I don’t have to stress so much about packing Ayub’s lunches.

Look at their food:

Onigiri, sandwiches, prepacked rice and chicken, pasta, sushi and other stuff. I don’t know the proper names. Prices range from RM7-RM15. Around there. This is not a proper food blog. Don’t expect actual information. Stop judging.

The time we ran out of gas

This one time we ran out of gas and the gas man said he would come by in the morning to change the tank. But he didn’t. So by the time Sulaiman came home from kindergarten there was no gas and no lunch and he was hungry and he started crying and he called me from the house phone saying there was no food.

Family Mart to the rescueeeee!

Two giant bowls of udon with fish balls, giant crab sticks, and sweet corn, rice and chicken-whatever-it’s-called-I-forget (stop rolling your eyes at me Gowri), and spaghetti bolognese. Cost around RM40. Not bad. Kids were happy. I was happy. Family Mart was happy. We were all angry with the gas man.

Ayub’s favourite packed lunch

Zaru soba. He loves this stuff. And it’s great because it’s supposed to be eaten cold so you don’t have to worry about heating it up or anything. I pack it in his lunchbox and it comes home empty.

Look at my lunch:

The box says it includes ‘juicy and scrumptious meat.’ What meat? It doens’t specify. But it is, juicy and scrumptious. I assume it’s from an animal. Possibly a chicken. There’s a little lump of mashed potato, one carrot, and one broccoli. Lots of rice. Thick gravy. I’m in heaven. I’m so easy to please.

That’s all.

I like their cheesy bread too. It’s a whole loaf with cheese stuffed in the middle.