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Monday, 5 July 2010

Pa Chan Soup Down The Drain

Really salute this 99 Speedmart lah. Apa also they sell. Mamarazzi was surprised to see that they even sell prepacked Chinese Herbal Soup ingredient.


She bought a packet of Pa Chan Soup. Said to be good for female to drink after they have their monthly "friend's visit".

Frankly, Mamarazzi never had Pa Chan Soup before. She though it was just like the normal Chinese Herbal Soup.


How to open this packet ah? Must use hammer ah? Need to put the ingredient into the Slow Cooker to boil leh. Should be just nice to drink the next day.


Next morning woke up. Yuck! what is that "smell". The whole house stinks leh.

Mamarazzi! You are not feeding me that that that whatever you call it. If not, I'll call Teledera.

Mamarazzi thus had a spoonful of the Pa Chan Soup. Made a face. Well...let just say the whole pot end up down the drain.

Sunday, 4 July 2010

Bedtime Stories And Prayers By Enid Blyton-The Little Man Who Climb The Tree

Mamarazzi bought a "Tiki Mouse" balloon for me from the Pasar Malam. This balloon very naughty punya. Climb here and there. Kacau me eating.


It love to climb up up up..very high. Just like Zacchaeus in Enid Blyton's story.

It was sad a long time ago in the town of Jerico, there was a tax collector called Zacchaeus. Nobody liked him for they says that he took more money from them than he should have.

One day he here that the great preacher, Jesus, is coming to town and he really wanted to see him.

He joined the crowd to welcome Jesus but when the crowd saw Zacchaeus, they pushed him behind. Blocking him for they didn't want him to see Jesus.

Then Zacchaeus had a great idea of climbing up a tree to look at Jesus. He climbed. He saw Jesus face. Such a noble face.

To his surprise, Jesus looked to him and told him to come down as Jesus wants to visit his home.

The crowd were unhappy. Outside Zacchaeus house they talked loudly of what a bad man Zacchaeus is. Zacchaeus was ashamed to have Jesus hearing bad things about him

Then Jesus looked at Zacchaeus with sad and kindly eyes which seems to say "oh Zacchaeus, Zacchaeus, you have goodness in your heart and yet you have done so much wrong".

Zacchaeus knew that he must made amends and he did. Jesus was very happy for he had seen goodness in Zacchaeus heart and had made it grow.

Saturday, 3 July 2010

Afternoon Teatime With Pontianak




Teatime. Got Cucur Udang, Pisang Goreng and Keropok Lekor from a Hantu. Typical Malay teatime food.

Hmm..this keropok lekor too tough for me. I guess I have better stick to the sweet crunchy Pisang Goreng.




Another Hantu presented Mamarazzi with this Pontianak book in a jest the other day. Scary looking cover ya.

Oh my! Oh my! what a long and sharp teeth she have. Kesian her dentist if she ever go for a scalling or dental works.



What is the story about? It's about Amira, a half Pontianak. Her father, Iskandar, was a human while her mother, Hamidah, was a Pontianak.

Her parents meet when he dad was researching the existence of Pontianak. Ngum ngum he heard there was Pontianak trouble in a village. He went and investigate. Came face to face with the Pontianak.

He heard her sad story where she was cheated by a rich man, Malek, and was murdered when she was pregnant with their out of wedlock child. She seek revenge.

He managed to turn the Pontianak into human by sticking a Golden Nail to her neck. Somehow after she turned into human, she had forgotten all about her past.

Iskandar fell in love with her and married her. Thru their union, they were blessed with a daughter, Amira. Unfortunately, Amira has Pontianak blood in her and thus have some of the powers of the Pontianak.

One day, her parents died of a mysterious death. Her mother's head were chopped off while her father died of a neck wound. She thought that her mother had somehow turned back into a Pontianak and killed her dad.

Many years later when she was in her 20s, Amira had a hard time in accepting any male courtship. She scared that she can't control her Pontianak impulses and might kill the man she love, like what she assumed her mother did.

At the same time, there surface some cases where girls died of horrible death. Head sever from their body.

A police officer, Farid investigate these cases. Several incidents leads him to meet Amira. He was smitten with Amira and vice versa. Love blossom in Amira's heart but what about her Pontianak blood? Might she not on day loose control and kill Farid?

Then he discover something that tied Amira to the crimes. Seems that all of the victims mother's name are Hamidah.

He cautioned Amira that she might be a target and put a surveillance on her.

One day, Amira was kidnapped. Amira managed to escape and be rescued. Through this experience, she knew that her parent were murders.

Before she can do much, her flatmate who is her best friend was kidnapped. They kidnapped Linda to set a trap for Amira.

The evil schemer was Malek. Amira's mother's lover. Malek wanted to kill Amira because he knew that Pontianak blood is in Amira's vein and one days she will come to know about Malek and that she will seek revenge.

Amira fell into the evil trap and she.......

oppsss...nearly give out spoiler pulak...wanna know ending...

Overall, Mamarazzi is pleasantly surprised at this "westernised" version of the horror story.

Raba-Raba Fetish

Yesterday morning I had a surprised. Mr Courier Man came. This time he had a parcel addressed directly to me!


Oh! Wow! I wonder what is inside. Soft soft one. I wonder who is it from.

Aahhh!!! Oh my oh my oh my!..... LAMB LAMB!!!



My Kaw Kaw LC sent me another Lamb Lamb. Must have seen Mamarazzi's posts on my poor Lamb Lamb which had gone into the washing machine numerous time. Thank you very much, Kaw Kaw.

Can you guess which one is the new Lamb Lamb and which one is the old Lamb Lamb?

Just look at the tail. Maybe you can guess. One have been "chew"and raba-ed by me countless times and another still pristine.





Must "officiate" the " grand opening" of the new Lamb Lamb by satisfying my fetish. Must raba-raba the tail first. Hmm..this one...the tail okay la. Nice to raba. I can add some saliva on it tonight. Then it will have my "smell".

Friday, 2 July 2010

KFC Masuk?

KFC Masuk


Huh?

The Story Of The DRESS From Irenelim Fashion by Baberazzi



Here is the story of dress from IreneLim Fashion. Eh..eh...don't take photos la. Paiseh! Later STP sure say I look like girl girl pulak.

That day, we waited for the arrival of the dress till neck also long already. Strange. Usually IreneLim Fashion delivery is very efficient and fast.

After staying home for 3 days, Mamarazzi decided don't wanna wait anymore. Wanna go Pasar Malam to borong Durian to satisfy her Durian craze.

As we were on the way out, we bumped into the Poslaju Man. Only then did we know that the Poslaju Man was on leave and nobody take over his route. Hence the delay in delivery. Mystery solved.


Once arrived home from Pasar Malam, I beh tahan liao. Grabbed the parcel then said "Mama, open".

Mamarazzi was busy cooking and told me later.

But I was impatient. I went and dig Mamarazzi's handbag. Can't find. Hence I asked "Mama, camera where?"

Mamarazzi looked at me and laughed. ...isk ..isk..isk...I know Mamarazzi so well. Any parcel that comes thru the door must be "Officially Open" by snapping a few photographs.


Well, back to the story. I wanna try out the dress first. Cheh wah....got gaya or not?

Hmm...a very beautiful dress. Quality wise also good. Soft soft. Material not hot.


Okie, now Mamarazzi turn to "model" the dress pulak. I snap photos. Smile......




These are the photos that I snapped of Mamarazzi. Errr...a bit "chau kong" and Mamarazzi's body kena chopped off. Maybe if like jigsaw puzzle can "cantum balik" kot?

Not my fault ah...the camera too heavy for me mah. If only I have the Sony TX5 *hint*hint* to Nuffnang.


After I failed in photo snapping, Mamarazzi took over. Set timer on the camera. Cheh...pose this, pose that also failed. Got pose like looking for 20sen coin la, got pose like wanna penumbuk people la and got pose like so angry la.

Then I tried to be helpful by straightening the dress but kena Mamarazzi scold pulak. Say I kacau wor.

How la to send this bunch of photos to Irenelim Fashion for the contest. Sure kena ban. The dress is so beautiful and elegant but Mamarazzi pulak make funny pose. Cannot become model la.

The models in IreneLim Fashion are all very pretty. Check them out at www.irenelim.com. Don't just look at the models. Look at the dresses, blouses, skirts and pants too. Very beautiful and trendy. And now they even have Muslimah Collection.




So far these two pose "kira" as "can see". Which one shall Mamarazzi send for the contest leh?

Thursday, 1 July 2010

Choo! Choo! Victoria Station Stop!

Have we arrived? Victoria Station, Medan Damansara.


Wow! It says here that 3 Million Steaks were consumed in creating the Victoria Station legacy.


Freshly made Ice Lemon Tea


*suck*suck* why cannot geh?


Oppss...that is not a straw ah..malunya..


Dig dig...apply to the "roti". yummy.


Here comes the soup. Delicious. Not too salty not to bland.


Garlic bread. Fuiyo...very cheesy and crunchy.


Siput...with fancy name.


Isk isk isk...Mamarazzi eating weird things again. I had a bite. Taste very chewy. Not bad. Can swallow


Ceasar Salad. Hmm..portion a but too small leh.


Love the crunchy bread crumbs.


Mamarazzi's Cognac Steak. Don't worry. Tarak mabuk one.


Papa's Mixed Platter. A bit of everything. Taste good but Mamarazzi didn't like the lamb coz kinda have "sou" smell.


Uuuuuuhhh....I like...


"Bay Yoon". The "uncle" gave me a "bay yoon".


Last but not least, sweet and cold Ice Cream to keep Mamarazzi sweet and cool.

Me likey this place and so does Mamarazzi. Food was very good and price cheaper than it's neighbour Jake's Charboil Steak House.
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