last sunday, i was up at 12noon and my raging tummy urgently need to be fed. i have eaten all kind of wonder foods for the past week so i kinda in puzzle on what i'm going to have that afternoon. resulting from my laziness to venture out more than 500m from my home, i decided to have pasembur from the nearby mamak which is literally at the back of my apartment.
so, i walk there with full grace like james bond did when he walk to the bar asking for his martini, i asked one mamak that i would like to have a PASEMBUR. the mamak ask me again what i want, and probably he didnt hear me clearly because whenever i woke up late, my voice automatically turn to bryan adam's voice u see, so i clear my throat and repeat my menu which is PASEMBUR.
like i have said something illegally to this mamak or perhaps i have insulted him, he gathered few of his co-worker and one of his co-worker asking me the same question and i replied with the same answer which is PASEMBUR.
the three mamaks now discussing to each other while staring at me like i'm a reincarnation of micheal jackson finally they all agreed to this one answer "NO, WE DON'T HAVE PASEMBUR HERE -ADEK HENSEM PERSIS JAMES BOND, TADDA LA PASEMBUR SINI" .
i'm about to turn into the horrifying magical creature from hutan kuala kangsar which is Diyana, but quickly came into my great sense of politeness and humble, i try to tell them that they have the menu because i can see it right there they have all the cucurs, taugeh, sengkuang and even the gravy from the pot.
they look at me again like i'm the obama's twin, and proudly said to me outloud "THAT'S ROJAK!"
for god sake, who's the real mamak here. me or them? don't they know that most of the mamak called the rojak-PASEMBUR!
moga tuhan membalas!
so, i walk there with full grace like james bond did when he walk to the bar asking for his martini, i asked one mamak that i would like to have a PASEMBUR. the mamak ask me again what i want, and probably he didnt hear me clearly because whenever i woke up late, my voice automatically turn to bryan adam's voice u see, so i clear my throat and repeat my menu which is PASEMBUR.
like i have said something illegally to this mamak or perhaps i have insulted him, he gathered few of his co-worker and one of his co-worker asking me the same question and i replied with the same answer which is PASEMBUR.
the three mamaks now discussing to each other while staring at me like i'm a reincarnation of micheal jackson finally they all agreed to this one answer "NO, WE DON'T HAVE PASEMBUR HERE -ADEK HENSEM PERSIS JAMES BOND, TADDA LA PASEMBUR SINI" .
i'm about to turn into the horrifying magical creature from hutan kuala kangsar which is Diyana, but quickly came into my great sense of politeness and humble, i try to tell them that they have the menu because i can see it right there they have all the cucurs, taugeh, sengkuang and even the gravy from the pot.
they look at me again like i'm the obama's twin, and proudly said to me outloud "THAT'S ROJAK!"
for god sake, who's the real mamak here. me or them? don't they know that most of the mamak called the rojak-PASEMBUR!
moga tuhan membalas!
