They don't look alike. Yet everyone says they both look like me. How liddat?
My baby is sour.
Last Monday I had this urge to eat laksa for dinner. So I did. And it was so spicy and sour and satisfying.
|How delicious does that look?!|
Mmm… The best part are the pineapples, and the nooooodles. I’ll eat everything except the onions. Onions are yucky. The next day I missed breakfast because of work. On my way home I decided to stop by in Cyberjaya to have laksa in Pappa Rich. It was awesome.
Later that night, hubby asked what I wanted for dinner… and I wanted laksa. So he went out and bought it for me.
|Won’t get tired of looking at the same picture…|
The following day, Wednesday, I finished work early and was on the way home… it was too early to pick the baby up from the nursery so I went to Pappa Rich AGAIN. And had laksa AGAIN.
|Still looks damn good.|
I ate everything. It was still awesome. And yes, I had it for dinner again. Thursday was an off-day. Went back to normal food. Then… on Friday… after the KLIA event… I ate… KFC. But only because everyone else wanted fried chicken and Hafiz was paying. On the train home hubby messaged me asking what I wanted for dinner. And after 3 pieces of fried chicken, cheezy wedges, mashed potato, coleslaw and 2 cups of iced lemon tea… I asked for laksa.