Yong Tao Foo

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Hmmm… It's a nice dish. Essentially, it is soup with varieties of vegetables filled with fish paste. There is one particular yong tao foo shop that I fancy more than most, as I am too lazy to go to Ampang (the mecca for this delectable dish). It is located near my office, named Y. H. K Seafood Restaurant…

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They have very nice soup. Their forte is the 'sui kow' or dumpling. It is nice, juicy and succulent. Very satisfying. I can have it for breakfast, lunch and dinner for a whole week.

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I was there on Saturday. It rained again, and no, this time it is not my fault – I have not washed my car these few days.

Auf wiedersehen.

Car Wash

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I am quite anal about keeping my car clean. Any intruding stains or patches are eliminated immediately – I'll grab a cloth, tissue, whatever that's close and wipe whatever offends me off the face of the earth! Mua ha ha ha!

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I make my pilgrimage to the car wash once a week… I'd prefer that it be more often though, but, I'd worry about washing her too much in case the paint peels off or something… Tch.

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That being said, I honestly believe that cumulonimbus's, cirruses, cumulus's, et al. (clouds la), have a grudge against me. Every single time, without fail, after a car wash, it rains. No kidding. My car and I can do a lot of good in drought plagued places – only that I will not be able to wash my car as there is no water there in the first place. Sigh.

I'm going to wash my car now. Get your umbrellas out. Cheers!

I'm singing in the rain. Just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling. I'm happy again. I'm laughing at clouds. So dark up above. 'Cause the sun's in my heart. And I'm ready for love.

Let the stormy clouds chase. Everyone from the place. Come on with the rain. I've a smile on my face. I'll walk down the lane. With a happy refrain. 'Cause I'm singing. Just singing in the rain.

Lyrics by: Arthur Freed

Afternoon Tea

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The afternoon tea was 'discovered' by Anna Maria, the 7th Duchess of Bedford of Woburn Abbey in Bedfordshire in the 18th century. I have always been a firm believer of the afternoon tea – and the magical benefits it bestows on its most ardent followers. Tea… Mmmm… Wonderful tea. Comforting and nice. Great as a pick-me-up.

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A great afternoon tea should include pasta. Forget the cream teas – scones, butter, jam and whatnot. Pasta and tea goes together like Bonnie and Clyde, Donnie and Marie, Kevin and Britney (NOT!)… Ah ha ha. You get the idea.

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Penne with ham, mushrooms and carbonara sauce for tea. Tch. Heaven.