Mr Krab at Busan

Incheon airport

Just came back from Busan, Korea. I didn't even have the time to sort out the pictures from my recent trip to Seoul when i was asked to attend a meeting in Busan. 

King crab!! makan sampai nak muntah. sumpah tak makan crab dah, yang dalam perut ni pun boleh digest sampai 2 tahun

Korea

It took me more than 10 years to finally arrived at Incheon Airport after watching the ultimate Korean drama, Winter Sonata back in year 2000. It was a lovely autumn morning and i held my breath as i absorbed the almost golden leaves in Seoul.

It was a short impromptu holiday trip for my family and i am really looking forward to taste the real Korean food. As i walk into a restaurant near Nami Island, a zen looking small fountain greets me and  i feel a warm fuzzy feeling inside. This is a family business literally because it's partly their home and you can see their personal belongings everywhere. I saw Pororo and some toys underneath the stairs; a blanket on the floor near the Samsung (what else) TV; an assortment of ginseng and other herbs in bottles large enough to feed a whole bunch of wounded kung fu master (too much Hong Kong Drama); shampoo and other toiletries inside the bathroom. Luckily no underwear was in sight.

While every restaurant in top cities of the world compete to be the best in interior design with a michelin chef serving haute cuisine, this humble restaurant on the side of the road is personal and intimate in every level. I think it's charming. :-)

Currently Reading - Bill Bryson!!!

One of my favourite travel author. Witty and funny. I always love sarcastic jokes.

If you are interested in reading his books, i highly recommend Notes From a Big Country. An accurate observation on the American lifestyle. (with humor of course)

Currently Reading - Amy Sedaris!!

Martha Stewart always makes me feel kinda nervous and i don't think i can ever achieve my dream of becoming the perfect domestic goddess as flawless as Nigella. But Amy Sedaris is a breath of fresh air!

Amy's cookbook is  a whole new different kind of entertaining. It reminds me of all the pictures my dad had during the 70s. She is hilarious, confident and super crazy (in a cute way). Totally love her books.

Aku hidup zaman dinasour

Apabila melihat majlis perkahwinan kawan se-universiti melalui blog kawan baiknya.

Apabila melihat gambar sahabat lama bersanding melalui slideshow jurugambar yang ditempah.

Apabila menjenguk khabar kawan-kawan yang tiba-tiba terlintas di minda melalui google.

Hanya mampu tersenyum.

Hanya mampu mendoakan kebahagiaan mereka.

Hanya mampu melihat dari jauh.

Entah kenapa tiba-tiba rasa macam menjauhkan diri, walaupun tanpa sengaja. .Apatah lagi empunya blog ini tidak mempunyai akaun facebook DAN tidak bercadang untuk membuka akaun baru.

Semenjak dewasa ini (serta sangat sibuk dengan tuntutan kerjaya), lebih suka bersikap low profile. Oleh itu, selalu disalah tafsir sebagai orang yang sombong sedangkan empunya blog adalah seorang yang sangat pemalu.

Tiada niat di hati untuk memutuskan silaturahim (bukan bergaduh cuma lost contact), lebih-lebih lagi dengan sahabat yang telah dikenali lebih 10 tahun yang lalu. Kadang-kala Yang Maha Esa mengaturkan masa dan terjumpa kawan-kawan di shopping complex, sekadar bertanya khabar, formaliti yang ditunjukkan membuatkan diri rasa kaku. Segankah dengan aku? Mungkin perangai aku yang terlalu complicated membuatkan mereka tidak ingin berkawan dengan aku lagi.

Ketahuilah sahabatku, saat sekolah sehingga universiti, aku melalui cabaran-cabaran yang getir dalam hidupku. Persoalan maruah, keluarga dan akidah. Masalah-masalah serius yang memerlukan segala tenaga untuk ku fikirkan baik buruknya. Itulah kadang-kadang aku mendiamkan diri, berfikir dan berfikir. Aku sedang mencari jati diriku sendiri. Hanya Amin sahaja yang tahu masalahku kerana dia bertanya. He saw my face and he knew. Amin mengambil berat terhadap diriku. Terima kasih sahabatku, semoga businessmu bertambah maju jaya. Semoga anak-anakmu menjadi anak yang berjaya dunia dan akhirat. Betapa tangan ini ingin sms semula memohon maaf kerana tidak dapat beraya di rumahmu sesungguhnya diri ini sedang beraya di tempat lain. Walaupun beberapa tahun tidak pernah bersua, dia tahu aku sedang menangis apabila membaca smsnya.

Aku ingin menghulurkan tangan dan memohon maaf jika pernah terkasar bahasa mengusik jiwa. I'm sorry. Aku juga ingin memohon maaf kepada mereka yang sudi menjemput daku untuk berkongsi memori perkahwinan mereka, kebanyakan undangan tidak dapat disempurnakan atas tuntutan tugas (ya, termasuk sabtu & ahad) dan keluarga. Again, i'm sorry. I'm wishing you all the best.

Kadang kala apabila aku sedang memandu, tiba-tiba akan teringat lagu Sheila On 7 yang selalu dinyanyikan bersama-sama rakan.

"Mungkin diriku masih ingin bersama kalian"

" Mungkin jiwaku masih haus sanjungan kalian"

Sahabat, inilah kisah klasik kita untuk masa depan. Sekian.

Koboi

For the past few weeks, i had this theme going on inside my head. (Yes..... i have an over imaginative mind.) A handsome cowboy on horse ride, the orange colour sunset background and that ULTIMATE cowboy song. (Listen to Ennio Morricone live version of The Good, The Bad and The Ugly at youtube- mind blowing!)

OMG!! Don't you just want to live in this kind of lifestyle? Makes me wanna tear up my punch card into pieces. Anyway, i watched tv a few months ago about the life of REAL cowboys and boy aren't they delicious. I mean the corn bread. *Cough*

So i keep playing that Clint Eastwood song on my mp3 player and i just had this kind of urged to cook real cowboys' food. I took out the beef from the fridge, spread it with HP sauce, cajun spice mix and grill it on hot pan. Yummy!

Luckily, there are plenty of cowboy cookbooks at Big Bad Wolf Sale. I bought it and savour the pictures of cowboys cooking/grilling. (and still manage to look so rough, haggard and manly)

Le Sigh.

Para Pencari Tuhan

Just look at their funny faces!

I seldom watch indonesian drama. (nope, not even malaysian's one, too busy with Mythbuster and sitcoms). But i think i need to mention how wonderful this 'sinetron' depicts the life of muslim society focusing on community and religion issues WITH a dash of comedy.

My grandmother is Indonesion so i didn't have any problem understanding the language but my poor husband had to really depend on the subtitle. (but he's getting better) Anyway, it's fun to learn a language so similar to bahasa Malaysia and yet so different (is this logic?). I would laugh out loud because that is how my grandma talks- kolong, rumah sakit, keroyok, kamar mandi.

Great drama. Syabas!