Monday, January 20, 2014

Check your bill, count your change!

The roti telur and whole chicken leg.
Right after the bubur lambuk program on Sunday, I decided to take a couple of the ladies for a drink at the famous roti canai place on Transfer Road. Choice of venue was due to the fact it's just a few steps away from where we were, the Bangunan Dato' Koyah, I have always preferred the one under the tree on Argyll Road which have moved to a proper shop on Sri Bahari Road, the roti canai crunchier and the dishes are a lot nicer and service way better.

We were told that the roti bakar will take about 20 minutes by the lady charcoal roasting the toast but she was immediately cut off by her male partner who told us to just grab a seat and our order will be on the way
(she's being honest, he was making sure we don't leave). By now two more ladies have joined us, why they came is a story for another day ;)

Placing order for drinks was terrible, everyone we hailed just gave us the palm up, asking us to wait. When we finally managed to put our order in, it took a good 25 minutes for the drinks to arrive, one by one, some wrong drink. The teh tarik was lukewarm too! We just drank what was on the table, continuing with our discussion. Still no roti bakar.

Feeling peckish, one of the ladies ordered a roti telur with whole chicken thigh curry, and surprisingly it came in double time. By the time she's done with it, the last of the drink finally arrived, still wrong order. So we decided to ask for the bill. Ten minutes, no one came. So I walked to the drink counter that looks like they are doubling as the cashier too. Handed the guy a RM100 dollar bill (okay, I really didn't have small change) and told him my table number. Five minutes passed, no change, no one seems to see me standing there. I asked again for my change to be met with strange stares. By then my ante was up, I felt something is not right. I reminded that I gave my money and am waiting for change and I'd like to know how muc my bill is. Conversations in Tamil exchanged between the three men as they walk back and forth, another two minutes passed before one of the men handed me the change.

I asked how much is the total bill, he said RM16, as surprised as I was, I still had my palm out as what he gave me didn't look like RM84, more like RM70! So I asked how much is the roti telur and chicken as that is the only thing that may cost any significant, the rest are just drinks. He said it's RM7.40, asking what drink we had, so I told him, coffee, teh tarik, teh ais and milo ais. He said drinks is RM5.20. I looked at him and ask how did it come to RM16? He stuttered asking if we asked for any extra roti canai, I told him you are the one sending us the orders, did we get anything else? And since when one roti canai on a roadside stall, next to a drain cost RM3.40?
I asked again for my change, he handed another RM4, I glared, another RM10 came. Which makes the total change in my hand RM84, correct change for the original cheat total, but still short of RM3.40 of my actual bill. When he turned around to attend to another customer, that's when I snapped! Looking nonchalant, he gave me the RM3.40 and went on his way. 

When I got back to the table, I told the ladies what happened. More surprise, apparently someone came to calculate at the table and he told them the total is RM15. When questioned how can that be he just walked off. See even from the table to the cashier the bill was jacked up by RM1! I wonder how much the roti telur and chicken actually cost.

Not only they tried to cheat me twice (or was it three times?), they had this way of confusing you in various ways, and each time they try to add in a new con to extract money from you. It's true what people say, once your money are in their hand, they will try as hard as they can not to give you anything back. So a word of advice, have exact change or use the smallest note you have, they see red when they see large notes! And always always always ask for the bill breakdown details!

What infuriate me much more is that the shop is in Tanjong! Shame on you Roti Canai Transfer Road! I may need to do spot checks on the outlets I promote in Tanjong after this!

And oh, no roti bakar till the end!
I am truly fascinated by the way the man was fishing out the eggs with his BARE hand! A real asbestos hand if you may.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Aung San Suu Kyi is a hypocrite

Can TV3 news (and all Malaysian  media) stop referring to Aung San Suu Kyi as pro-democracy leader until she addresses the plight of the Rohingya Muslims.
Burmese authorities have waged a campaign of ethnic cleansing against Rohingya Muslims since June 2012, thousands of Rohingya Muslims are being slaughtered by Buddhist monks and the Military Junta in Burma, yet the Nobel Peace Prize winning human rights activist, reaction, or rather lack thereof, is a huge disappointment for everyone especially her followers who see her as their beacon of hope.

Can't she see the atrocities being committed in her own country? Her silence casts a huge shadow over her ability to be the harbinger of change for Burma. 

So the Freedom of Speech Prize was for picking which fight are worthy her support? And the Nobel Peace Prize was for her personal fight? Does she see the Rohingyas as less than human, thus not worthy her support? No one expects her to take side, just speak out against violence, religious procecution and ethnic cleansing.

She's not a hypocrite, she's showing her true color!

Friday, January 17, 2014

how do i love you?

"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you...

~Pablo Neruda~
sonnet XVII

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Loving Life

Her : Why did you stop loving life?

Him : Well, you don't love life itself. You love, uh, places, animals, people, memories, food, literature, music. And sometimes you meet someone... who requires all the love you have to give. And if you lose that someone, you think everything else is gonna stop too. But everything else just keeps on going. Giraudoux said, you can miss a single being, even though you are surrounded by countless others. Those people are like... like extras. They cloud your vision, they're a meaningless crowd. They... They're an unwelcome distraction. So you seek oblivion in solitude. But solitude only makes  you wither.

Her : So I'm an unwelcome distraction. I'm a cloud?

Him : You are the only part of my life I haven't figured out yet.

~Last Love~

Monday, January 06, 2014

January 5th, 1987

Twenty seven years ago today, the journey began. Thank you for all the memories, fellowships and sisterhoods. And thank for the the lessons, I am who I am partly for those years spent up on the hills among the orchards

Saturday, January 04, 2014

Have you ever seen such tiny cherry tomatoes?

I got the darlingest little cherry tomatoes the size of peanuts at the vegetable wholesaler down the road during my last minute run there when I discovered we were completely out of vegetables. I was hungry, and it's 30 minutes to iftar time, but I know I must have them for dinner. So here's the simplest meal that I could scratch up in under 20 minutes, oil free. I had it with some blanched spinach and a grilled salmon fillet, also seasoned with Hot Chick Spicy Salt.

Bon appetit!

French Lentil, Rice and Tiny Cherry Tomatoes Salad


  • 1 cup of lentilles du Puy / french lentils 
  • 4 whole garlics
  • 1 cup of cooked rice
  • 1/2 cup of roughly chopped cilantro
  • 1 tsp Hot Chick Spicy Salt
  • 1 cup of cherry tomatoes, halved if using regular one

  1. Boil lentil with whole garlic in 2-3 cups of water until lentil is cooked and garlic can be easily mashed. Drain excess water if any. 
  2. Add the cooked rice to the lentil, season with Hot Chick Spicy Salt.
  3. Stir in cilantro and the tomatoes, mix well.
Serves 6 as side dish, or 2-3 as main meal with a side of protein.

Saturday Entertainment

Eavesdropping on my mom, just like when we were kids. This is where all the juicy gossips are.

Wednesday, January 01, 2014

Be gentle to me, 2014

I am glad the new year is finally here. Yet I am thankful for the two highlights of 2013. Here's to the wisdom of Yoda, hopefully they will guide me through 2014.

2013 has coloured my life with a mixture of shades - amber and indigo. Amber for all the glory and happiness and indigo for my heartbreaks and devastations.

Nevertheless I will venture the new year with courage and determination. I just hope my sanity comes along on the trip.

May 2014 fulfill all your dreams.