the mamak stall.

After the first service in church, my peeps and i headed to the 'mamak' stall about a walking distance nearby. It's like a 'must' on every Sunday. A few steps towards the 'mamak', i spotted a cat. I freaked out, as usual. Didn't i mention i'm terrified of cats? Yeah, well i am. But please don't take this advantage and torture me. Spare this cowardly heart of mine.

When we got to the 'mamak', we took our seats and ordered to that same 'mamak' guy we see every Sunday without a doubt. When the food came, we all looked quite interested in my brother's roti telur. As it has been cut into small triangles. I was like, 'the mamak man seems to be in a good mood today'. Liz, especially was the most excited of them all. It was like watching a little child learning how to ride a bike for the first time. She was like, 'Why not, the next time, we ask them to cut it into heart shapes, little stars and everything'. Abiel was amazed too so he then ordered the same. The food tasted better too... Myself, on the other hand, didn't have anything to fill my stomach as i wasn't really that hungry and food-crazy. I admit, i do enjoy food but there's a limit.

Mamak, mamak.