I went to see my brother, Dee, at Brothers Prima Saujana, I think it was almost two weeks ago, to ask him to fix a set of new visors per mia macchina. Sure enough what took me almost a year to do took him no time at all! Betul lah kata orang kerja bertangguh tak menjadi. Thanks Dee. Hope your kang-kong hey-hey in Lukut was a blast.
While Dee was taking his own sweet time fixing the visors, I walked over to Kak Kiah’s place right next door. Joining me was my Lil Sis who didn’t feel like going home (then…yet) after work. Since the chicken (meant for Nasi Ayam) hanging in Kak Kiah’s display gobok was being chomped away by flies, I opted for Kak Kiah’s Nasi Lemak Kukus being kukus-ed away.
When the Nasi Lemak Kukus Kak Kiah got to my table, for some reason I felt sad. Keadaan Nasi Lemak Kukus Kak Kiah agak menyedihkan. I don’t know how I managed to get such a decent picture of it! I felt very ragu-ragu that the taste would ever be able to cheer me up. I even mms-ed this ‘BEFORE’ picture – and my skepticism – to KaCher who wasn’t able to join us at Kak Kiah’s that afternoon. The cucumber piece, especially, broke my heart. (Note the singular quantifier piece, tuan-tuan dan puan-puan.)
But I was wrong about Kak Kiah’s Nasi Lemak Kukus. The absence of the ‘AFTER’ picture should be enough information for you to assume betapa malunya saya nak cakap…I was wrong. So…dear Kak Kiah, keep on kukusing. But if you could shoo off the flies from chomping away at your Nasi Ayam’s ayams, I might come back for a plate or two.
Questa è Enida 