Just back from a splendid eatery, Warung Hijau by name, on the road from Alor Gajah to Masjid Tanah. Epic portions of seafood mee goreng consumed, courtesy of Encik Rachid, and that was after we'd treated ourselves to epok epok and samosas on the journey up to Melaka. Young Aiman fairly demolished a massive plateful of seafood char kway teoh before assisting us with the mee goreng. Reminded me more than somewhat of the tribulations of trying to keep his elder brother, Ashraf, well fed when he visited us as a youngster many years ago. My goodness me, can those boys eat.
And it looks like I'm well set to watch the big Final tomorrow on the big screen next door. Life is good, eh?
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