neighbours

now i've very little to say publicly about the country across the causeway but they do cook excellent food. there's always been a little m-restaurant hidey hole near my flat and deprived, homesick students used to frequent it for nasi lemak. it's since been renamed and possibly rebranded because it purports to be a fusion-bistro now, all very nouveau cuisine-esque but hey, as long as it serves up butter squid that looks like that, gives me my student discount and warms the belly, who am i to complain.

quite embarrassingly did take away from there two days in a row over the weekend, possibly burning through our unborn children's inheritance because, gosh, for a low key low rent sort of place they charge a pretty penny! and why twice in as many days? because the mister was having none of the fancy schmancy this amazing city has to offer. oh bless my chinaman-at-heart. met wilson from miri at the restaurant (he's an urban planning undergrad) and proceeded to score (i hope) brownie points by pointing out that my husband's 'from kuching' (he isn't, but whenever i try to play up the maraysian connection it irks him so i persist teehee).