Of all the people learning, I think I learned my lesson the most today when I almost *raccooned my own daughter with my cili-potong’ed tragedy. I thought after raising this Eurasian girl, feeding her hot spicy stuff more than half of the time for the last 6 and a half years, she would be chili-cut immuned to the heat. Hmmm… I suppose I have to teach her a pantun or two seloka’s before she ever comes close to anything red, ever again. And I learned my lesson for now by playing safe; so for supper… the monchies had:
Jasmine Rice cooked in Emborg Chopped Spinach
Special Gold Tolo Mato Kobau Mak Ekau
Cherry Tomatoes
Postlude:
*raccooned
From a story I read or heard some time ago, about kids (of Malaysian parents) who spent a long time abroad, saw a sign in Bahasa Malaysia that said RACUN, but was read as RACCOON. The kids got excited about seeing raccoons in Malaysia!
RACUN [rah-choon] = poison
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