It has not been long since we first met, but with you, it’s forever and it’s not enough, never enough; I want more than right now with you, I always want more cos you still bowl me over.
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SOONG KEE Beef Ball Noodles • Lot 10 Hutong, Lower Ground Floor, Lot 10, 50, Jalan Sultan Ismail, 50250 Kuala Lumpur.
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Where are the beef balls for the beef ball noodles? :P
@J the chocoholic: Would you believe me if I said the beef balls were so good that I finished them before I even remembered to take any photos?
Hehe.
I’ve got photos of them, but for some reason I rather like this single shot of the bowl of noodles more. Maybe another, more food-ish post for the balls.
Aiya, this ain’t the carbon monoxide covered one in the original store. We brought brad there and he loved it. U should try it sometimes. I’m sure U’ll love it too
@alilfatmonkey: Ya, I know you and Ciki did – Brad told me and Devil ma.
Cis. Take the famous Singaporean food blogger there but not this poor, unknown Malaysian blogger? Poor Devil & me.
*teasing only lah*
but this is without the soot that is meant to make it taste even better!
@lotsofcravings: Hahaha, I know that lah, bro.
But you guys are such a riot. This isn’t a post about the beef ball noodles lah. It’s about… aiks, maybe re-reading is advisable?
Hehe.
wah, when i saw the title, i expected this to be an entry about bowling. you still possess the capacity to surprise me. yay :D
but alas, so sad to compare your gorgeous photo of soong kee’s noodles with mine: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NJT_smH5ppg/SxlrTGffJoI/AAAAAAAAGwc/wiRKurzWX0M/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG
u’ve ruined my day! heheh :P
and since your words are too cryptic for us to think about anything except the noodles, i should mention this about hutong: i’ve tried most of the main chinese stalls located in the mall, but i’ve NOT actually eaten at ANY of their original outlets in kl!
*shrugs shoulders and sighs*
@Sean: Oh wow. I never even thought about bowling, despite having gone bowling over the weekend (well, Devil and Dr. Mouse did; I had some work to do and scurried off to the nearest Starbucks) and discussing it just this morn with my wonderful colleagues.
So you surprise me also. Yay.
And your photo makes me jealous lah – looks like you got way more minced meat than I did! (Psst! A secret: As bouncy as their beef balls are, my real love is for their marvelous mince. To die for.)
My words are not cryptic at all. Yawl just oodled and noodled on purpose. Hmmph.
Hutong vs. the originals: You know what, me too! Will start with the carbon monoxide-d beef ball noodles first since our friends (see comments above) insist.
aiyo, u seem to go bowling at least twice a month. i haven’t touched a ball (a bowling bowl lah) since … ermmm, 1998. kompleks bukit jambul, pulau pinang :D
i like the band, bowling for soup, though (too bad your noodles got no soup, otherwise this sudden conversational detour would be more apt). love how their songs blend whimsy with wistfulness.
take the lyrics of their hit, ‘almost’: starts out with a blink-182-ish ‘i almost got drunk at school at 14, when i almost made out with the homecoming queen’ … then it segued into the heartbreaking chorus: ‘i almost had you, but i guess that doesn’t cut it; almost loved you, i almost wish you would’ve loved me too.’
actually, your words in this post (cryptic though they certainly are) could easily be adapted into song too. i could imagine britney spears turning it into a dancefloor smash (you still bowl me over, oooh aahhh, bowl me over, bowl me over, boy, ooohh aahhh) :D
re hutong’s originals: y’know the popiah stall there? the original is actually just a three-minute walk from the office building where i’ve toiled for the past 11 years. but i’ve never eaten at the stall before. i’m just a five-minute walk from the infamous yut kee as well, but i’ve only ever eaten there once…
@Sean: No lah, where got? If I bowled twice a month or more, I wouldn’t longkang so often. *sighs*
Actually, there was a bowl of soup with beef balls in them to go with the noodles. Just didn’t include them in my photograph.
I like whimsy.
Wistfulness though, got that in spades oredi.
And oh my. Someone’s rather emotive this Monday morning, isn’t he? Why har? Can’t just be my post – there’s not enough of it (guffaws) to induce much in readers, methinks.
Britney covering my post as a song is almost as scary as Lady Gaga doing the same.
I won’t mind Kylie though. Her ‘Aphrodite’ album’s been very kind to me of late, in terms of blocking out noise.
Oh well. Originals can be over-rated sometimes. *runs and ducks flying rolls of roti babi*
i’ll let u in on a little-known secret: it helps to put your left hand on the back of your head and wiggle your toes just as you’re letting go of the bowling ball. dunno how to explain it, but maybe it’s a positive combination of posture and movement :D
where got emotive? astute, absolutely. profound, perhaps. enlightening, exactly. but not emotive :D
well, your words need to be revised a bit to make the song more britney-friendly. how about:
“Oh boy, we met not long ago,
But boy, with you the way I feel
It’s been like forever
And boy, it’s not enough (never enough)
‘Cos I want more more more
More than right now with you
Chorus: All my ladies, sing it with me
I always want more more more
Ooh ahh, boy, it’s not enough
‘Cos you still bowl me over
Ooh ahh, boy, it’s not enough
‘Cos you still bowl me over
Bowl me over right now.”
How about that? i can share co-writing credits with you and we’ll submit it to britney’s management :D
hmmm, i’ve only heard (and watched the video for) ‘all the lovers.’ haven’t heard the rest of ‘aphrodite.’ but yeah, there’s always a lush appeal to kylie’s music…
eh, can still be babitarian if don’t like roti babi ar? :D
@Sean: Uh huh. Perhaps there is a strong reason why this secret is so little-known… Ahem.
Astute, profound and enlightening? That rather describes some of your more gastrorgasmic food reviews, of which there seems to be more of lately. Always a good thing.
And your Britney-ization of my post? Let’s just say now I have grounds for justifiable homicide. Grrr.
Lush appeal? Aye, and let’s face it, the lady’s just lush, period. *sighs swoons sways*
I didn’t say I didn’t like roti babi; just defending myself from having them thrown at my head ma (for my last comment). Hehe.
try the technique lah the next time. it can’t hurt, if u’re already longkang-ing most of the time. besides the hand-on-head and toe-wiggling, experts suggest that u also wiggle your booty at the same time (for propulsive energy), but i wouldn’t recommend it for beginners :P
gastrorgasmic? does merriam-webster know that u’re ceaselessly trying to invent new words? don’t think i didn’t notice that u used ‘drewsome’ recently to describe drew barrymore :D
re the song lyrics: oops. i won’t do it again :P
yeah, and kylie’s ageless too. kinda like cher, if u’ve seen the stills from her new movie, ‘burlesque.’ put those pictures side-by-side with her photos from ‘moonstruck’ in the mid-1980s, or look at her music video for ‘believe’ in 1998, and u’d swear it was all the same person at the same point of her life :P
can i say that i only tried the roti babi once, and i found it oily and overly carbohydratey? not enough meat to sink my teeth into :D
@Sean: Ah yes. I think I shall stick to my longkangs. It’s my trademark after all. Ahem.
Toe-wiggling is something I leave for other activities. Uhm, yeah.
“Ceaselessly trying”? Nothing of the sort. I just make them up and the world uses them. As it should be. Whee.
Re: Your oops. *cringes*
Maybe it’s not Cher but a Cher-bot? You know, like Elizabeth Hurley in that second Austin Powers movie. She-bots are hot.
(And yes, I’ve seen the movie and the MTV and the trailer and oy vey! very Cher-bot. Hee.)
You may, and I’d be in agreement. Hence the comment above on certain stuff being over-rated.
*runs away again*
ignominy is your trademark? okaaaay :P
can u think of a new word to describe ‘irrational fear, disgust or hatred toward cockles.’ cocklephobia doesn’t cut it :D
i actually can’t wait to watch ‘burlesque.’ i know it’ll be terrible, but i like campy musicals, if they’re energetic and catchy enough. then again, i hated ‘the producers.’
technically, i should be trying to defend yut kee, since it has a hainanese heritage, and i have hainanese blood coursing through my veins…
@Sean: I meant the longkang-ing lah. Cis.
“Hello, everybody. My name is Kenny and I am a cocklephobe.”
Nope, that seems to pretty much cover it. And FYI, it’s hardly irrational. Not when we are talking the most ewwsome of the ewwest inedible ewwness ever created. Eww.
I’m not sure about terrible, but it’s bound to be campy. And it’s Cher-bot! What more can we want? (Musical. Tick. Cher. Tick. Christina. I’ll live.)
You have Hainanese blood coursing through your veins: You mean you finally found a willing victim for your cannibalistic appetite? *sniggers*
love the way u wrote the first paragraph, it’s so.. ro-man-tic. heh
@ladyironchef: The first paragraph? But… there’s… only… ONE… paragraph?
obviously it’s irrational. if u poll all your family and friends on their opinion of cockles, i’m certain that the breakdown will be something like: 70% undying love, 20% like but can live without, 10% irrational loathing. majority rules!!! :D
it could be campier though. cher could have been operating her nightclub together with co-owner barbra streisand. and they could have been competitors with a rival club across the street, run by liza minelli and madonna, whose main act is kylie minogue! :P
hmph. with my hainanese blood, which comes from proud, brave ancestors who defied the rough elements and made a craggy island their home, i need not deign to respond to someone who is probably of feeble teochew blood :D
@Sean: Majority does not rule. If 99% of the population believes that the Earth is flat, that does not change the fact that it is not.
(Somehow I regret my example the moment I wrote it. Sighs.)
Oh. That would be campier. And I’d totally line up to buy tickets to watch that. Whee!
I’m Cantonese and far too dignified to respond to your uncouth comment. Well, your last one anyway. *grins*
Kenny loves a bowl of beef ball noodles,
Oodles and oodles of beef ball noodles,
Kenny can eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner,
And he will soon no longer be lean and thinner,
So let’s join Kenny by tucking right in and eat,
Oodles and oodles of delicious beef ball noodles.
@jemima: Ah a poem a song!
Oodles and oodles of delicious beef ball noodles,
Much better than schnitzel or strudels;
Oh how I love my bowl of beef ball noodles -
They taste so much better than kittens or poodles,
I can eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner,
Cos these balls I have, uhm, am having are a winner!
Errrr… you’ve tasted kittens or poodles???
Hahahaha
Just kidding!
Well Done! I love your reply! Seriously! :D
@jemima: No, I have not… but I wouldn’t mind tasting some canine or feline meat in delicately created dishes, so long as it’s not my darling Kou Kou or Diva’s cats-named-after-famous-footaballers.
Does my reply… shock you?
your earth-is-flat hypothesis proves my point! most of us believe the earth is NOT flat. and we, the majority, are correct! :P
if u plan to be among the first in line to watch that, u’d stick out like a sore thumb if u weren’t wearing a big blonde wig and pink feather boa :D
eeks, the cantonese! my mother warned me about them :P
@Sean: Uhm, I said the earth is NOT flat. Dude, read it again lah. Eesh.
Well, I do like sticking out, sore thumbs or otherwise. Ahem.
Eh, dun mention mothers lah – I got no room to retort without sounding rude. *pouts*
I want to eat cake. Specifically old-fashioned oily hainanese kopitiam butter cake. With lashings of butter icing. I have a recipe. But so malas to make. And to wash up after.
Are we still talking about COCKles?
@gfad: Eh, where did the cake come from? We’re talking about beef ball noodles here.
(Actually I’m not even talking about beef ball noodles but how some incredible people in our lives continue to surprise us and bowl us over, even as the years pass by – but I’ve given up on anyone even getting a hint of a whisper of a ghost of an inkling of that original meaning already, so…)
And apparently, unfortunately, it appears that we are. Sighs.
We are what? *scratch head*
Yes, my partner still bowls me over. Not always. But it’s always a wonderful, wonderful surprise when he does. *beams*
I toldja I lup messing wif you.. :D
@gfad: Isn’t it amazing when you realise they do? And more so with every year that passes? Just amazing.
*beams with girl from abu dhabi*
I lup you too. Without the mess, preferably. Hee.
Cockle-eating is a mighty messy affair when you have to shuck them. Bloody too.
*beams back at Kenny*
:D
@gfad: Then I must thank my lucky stars I don’t engage in such messy, bloody, ewwible activity.
*beams back, more brightly*
You’re talking bout lurrrrrve arencha? *cross fingers in hopes high school Shakespeare studies paid off*. Noodles look yummers too! SLURP!
@aly: Yay! Finally SOMEONE gets it! Ten outta ten, babe!
Also, the noodles may look yummy, er, yummers, but you’re much yummier, my dear! Hee.
*pengsan*
@jemima: How come pengsan?
“I wouldn’t mind tasting some canine or feline meat in delicately created dishes…”
*pengsan again*
@jemima: Aww. I guess it did shock you then. My apologies. Believe you me, I didn’t write it for the shock value but there are times when I wonder whether we are over-anthromorphising our pets.
Well, other people‘s pets at any rate. I doubt I’d eat my pet or those of my friends.
But when I was last in Hanoi, Vietnam and saw rows upon rows of dog carcasses, primed for sale and cooking, I have to admit, part of me was disgusted (a very big part) and part of me was quite curious what the finished dish would taste like (a smaller part of me, but not as small as you might think).
… Which makes all my rants against mangosteens and cockles almost pointless in comparison, I know. Oh well.
Beef ball noodles! It’s been a while since I had those – and while we’re at it, have you had any tendon balls lately? You know, the chewy, ginger-spiked ones that usually come at any good roadside beef ball noodle stalls…though I have to say I don’t know if that applies to stalls here in KL. They do in Ipoh, and ooooh beeeeeeeef balls and tendon baaaaaaaalls. So very good.
And since I can’t have beef ball noodles right now until I figure out what goes in the beef balls, I made pad thai! I smell like the sauce, but it is divine stuff. And will make several batches more along the way since it keeps very well.
@Shuku: Oh gosh, you’ve just revealed yet another food I don’t eat – tendon balls!
(To be fair to me, I got food poisoning in Bandung some years back after eating some baso urat – the Indonesian version of tendon balls – and been leery of the stuff ever since.)
Ooh you made pad thai? We made some too, after we got back from Krabi. Come, come, we must compare recipes one day SOON. *tummy starts getting dreamy*
We live in a culture of judgment. Not unreasonably, because we have to make so many quality control decisions about what we consume. But I think it spills over into other aspects of our lives, especially how we view other people’s choices.
Perhaps this is because decisions made in what-to-eat & what-not-to-eat can have direct effects on the lives and well-being of others. It certainly bears further consideration.
*exits comment box pondering*
Why is it weird to eat a horse, but perfectly fine to eat a cow? Why do parrots and parakeets get to be precious, lovable pets, but chickens and turkeys are only allowed into people’s homes to be served on the dinner table? Why are pigs turned into smoked slabs of bacon, when personality-wise they’re almost the same as a dog, and actually even smarter?
@jemima: Hmm.
It does (bear further consideration, I mean) and usually my response is not to judge. Make fun of in a kindly manner if the target is my friend, most definitely, but I will always respect the gastronomic choices of others.
And truth be told, I can eat cockles and mangosteens lah. Just really, really don’t like the stuff. Eww.
(Just like how many others loathe the durian, a fruit I most certainly worship. Yums. See? That’s the way the world’s tummies go.)
But it’s not weird to eat a horse at all. Well maybe not the entire horse (though I bet I am game to try) but I’ve had some in Italy before and it’s mighty tasty. Whee.
Tendon balls? Chi kan yuen? Only found in Ipoh? My other love – gingery bouncy pork tendon balls??
@gfad: Et tu, Brute? Hmm, maybe I need to rethink these tendon balls especially if they promise to be both gingery and bouncy…
Grrrrrr. Read back again. I said majority rules. And u gave the example of what the majority might (erroneously) say about the earth. And I rebutted that the majority correctly insists that the world is not flat. I rule! :D
My thumb is rarely sore, but I have lately become sore in other parts due to exertion… Nah, I don’t think u can empathize :p
Ahh, the mother trump card! Works all the time! Except against sailors and politicians :p
Chi kan yuen, yes! I haven’t been around KL to look admittedly – I don’t eat out very much since I live way across the other end of town. But I haven’t had any here, and I used to be able to get great ones at this coffee shop that was famous for its beef noodles. By lunch they’d be sold out; they only opened in the morning.
They’re actually pork tendons, I think – hence the ‘chi kan’. Either way, they’re just really really good and one of the only other ways I’ll eat ginger pieces.
If not beef ball noodles, what noodles is this? Minced beef? ;p …
@Sean: You are a ruler and an eraser and a pencil is what you are. Grrrr.
“…I have lately become sore in other parts due to exertion…”
Now, now. You can’t simply leave us hanging just like that. Tell us more, tell us more now.
Re: The Mother Trump Card. Indeed. And I’m sure you have noticed I’m neither a sailor nor a politician (though I may have a pronounced fondness for the former; whether from fantasy or past experience, I’m not entirely sure).
@Shuku: Ooh, I wish we could go get beef ball noodles together. But since we can’t be sure they are gluten-free for you, the next best thing could be making them ourselves, ja?
Devil and I, of late, have been very much enamoured with the concept of home cooking though we don’t really do it all that much. Let’s try it out together!
(Especially since you’ve been keeping such a fantastic gluten-free food blog – can’t wait to read what’s next!)
Unrelated trivia: I love ginger slices. I love ginger, period. Yay.
@tigerfish: These are beef ball noodles – just that I left the bowl of beef balls floating in a clear soup out of this picture. I can see how this is confusing, hehe.
And the mince on top of the noodles? It’s yummilicious pork!
Hutong..? HUTONG??!! Chisss… Jalan TUN HS LEE lah.. common. no fumes where got shiok:P
@ciki: Hey, don’t knock Hutong, babe. It’s the only place Devil can get his fave Hokkien mee and I can get my fave beef ball noodles… and still shop at Devil’s Louis Vuitton and what not.
It’s pretty much perfect. Hee.
(But yalar, we should head over to the original soon. Jom?)
This comment will sound completely off topic, but the fact that you had this at Lot 10 Hutong uncannily reminds me of the days when I had to travel to work via the ERL, and they always had this advertisement for Lot 10 Hutong on. Hmm… No mention of Beef ball noodles though…
@Michelle: So cute lah you, dear. YOU are worried about being completely off topic? Have you read of some of the other comments (mine included) here lately?
*guffaws*
Rest assured them beefy balls are here and here to stay. Hooray!
Well, obviously I had NOT read the comments that came before mine. I now realise how welcome my off-topic comment is. =)
I’m starting to wonder if my comment was actually not off-topic enough. =D
@Michelle: Hehe, yeah totally. Join the club and what not.
“I’m starting to wonder if my comment was actually not off-topic enough.”
Oh that sentence basically encapsulates what the comments section of Life for Beginners is all about. It is IT. You got it. *chuckles*
the ordinary dry beef noodle become extraordinary under ur lens~
@mimid3vils: I think it’s the ordinary, every day things in our life – bowls of dry beef ball noodles, included – that are truly extraordinary, don’t you?
A meal that comforts us, a favourite pillow to curl up against, a warm smile that greets you when you are sad – life is good, so good to us.
my jaw is sore from having to chew too much food? now what else could i have possibly meant?!? :P
hmmm, the uniform does maketh the man, but i generally prefer what pilots wear (both in the air force and commercial airlines). their garb gives them a greater air of authority, compared to sailors who look like they spend all day scrubbing the decks. anyways, i get sea-sick but not air-sick :D
u might have had past experience with sailors? in a previous life, u mean? it makes perverse sense that u might have been onboard with christopher columbus, and all your hijinks distracted his crew and caused him to fail to find the alternative trade route to asia that he was so desperately seeking :P
@Sean: It’s not entirely unimaginable that you may be sore from other causes, none of which, naturally, we would want to ponder upon.
This is a family-friendly blog after all. Ahem.
Me, I don’t get sea-sick, air-sick or even car-sick. Just cockles-sick. Ewww.
Past lives? I dunno. I think I’m far too shallow a person to have had previous incarnations under my belt. You might have been a cockle farmer in one of yours, though. Maybe?
Looks so delicious. Nice shot. ^o^ Not been there for sometimes…
@Egg Yolk: Hmm, I wonder if you would go well with the beef ball noodles. (You are egg yolk ma.)
*winks winks*
Richard Gere in ‘An Officer and A Gentleman’!! Now THAT is what I call a man in uniform..
I saw a remark about uniform some where..
Talk about off-topic, eh? :D
@gfad: Okay, so we’re talking about uniforms now? Navy, army, air force, what else are we missing?
*winks, winks*
This blog isn’t family-friendly! If our blogs had film equivalents, mine would be Ratatouille and yours would be Burlesque :D
Hmm, which means u subscribe somewhat to the theory of reincarnation. Or not. It could have an impact on your view of whether one’s love for someone else is always fleeting, due to the nature of life…
@Sean: ‘Burlesque’ is family-friendly also what. Just Cher-bot and Christina. Some more got Stanley Tucci – he of ‘Julie & Julia’ and ‘Devil Wears Prada’ fame. Doesn’t get family-friendlier than that lah.
Love is love. Once or twice or forever, doesn’t alter its state. Length or longevity are but measurements, and how could we measure L.O.V.E.?
Nevertheless, Burlesque shows more skin and sleaze than Ratatouille. Much much more :p
The concept of undying love is very appealing. But since love already has a difficult task surviving a lifetime, I think there’s no such thing as undying love. I suppose that still fits into your philosophy of loving as much and as passionately as possible in the present moment.
@Sean: “Nevertheless, Burlesque shows more skin and sleaze than Ratatouille.”
I bet ‘Ratatouille’ shows more “skinning” and “de-skinning” though. Hee.
Aye. Which is why I’m not proposing we believe in undying love. After all, the ones who are supposed to love and be in love have to die ma… can’t escape that.
Love is love is now is the past is what we want it to be and like the famous poet/singer/sage/politician/my grandma [delete where appropriate] said, Love is also damn wilful and fucked up and beautiful and naughty and pure and dirty and oh!so!good! and what have you.
Love is fun, you see. *sighs happily*
ops… i wanna cry… because can only have malaysian food 10mths later…
i liked how you articulated everything, but then, alas, i’m forced to disagree with your last paragraph. actually, your two final sentences make perfect sense when placed side-by-side with each other. you’re happy at this point of your life (my assumption), so love is fun for you. but i do suspect that love is currently no fun for at least 70 percent of the world’s population. and once again … majority rules! my mantra for this week :D
@fufu: Now it’s 9 months, 29 days… *hugs*
Don’t worry, Devil & I will take you to all the great makan places when you’re back!
@Sean: Majority rules? Heh. I guess that can be a mantra.
I just told my friend PixieGirl that my mantra to dealing with the shit that comes our way has morphed from these four words – “This, too, shall pass” – to these four words – “It isn’t worth it.”
Kinda sad, but it works…
Mari cuba Kolok Mee!
it sounds like u’re moving backward through the five stages of grief. ‘this too shall pass’ = acceptance, and ‘it isn’t worth it’ = anger. at this rate, your next four-word mantra will be ‘this can’t be happening!’ denial, if u didn’t guess :P
i’ve used your two mantras a lot too. the first one is helpful, but the second one is tricky. cos when we start to really examine it, very little is actually ‘worth it.’ :D
@Paul: Udah coba, dong… I’m a big fan of Sarawak, I am. Hehe.
@Sean: Heh, as I said, whatever works. And you’d be surprised how the right perspective in the right situation may work wonders.
And right now? I choose to believe it’s a very wonderful Wednesday. And you know what? So it is. *smiles*
“I choose to believe it’s a very wonderful Wednesday.” <— As I predicted, you've just hit denial (though faster than I had anticipated) :D
I might consider it wonderful if it doesn't rain between 5-8pm though :P
@Sean: Haha, it’s not denial when you just walked out of a REALLY LONG head of departments meeting and had a long, luxurious lunch at G Tower with your beloved colleagues (I love the fact my officemates rawk!) and just unwinding…
It will rain, of course. But that’s okay. The blues, get outta my way, I’m too busy feelin’ great… Yay!
i should have quickly typed ‘choi choi, dai ka lai see’ as soon as i saw your response on the rain. now it’s too late. the rain is raining on my parade. why couldn’t it have fallen mainly on the plain instead? :P
*waits patiently for the downpour to clear, so i can finally sing: i can see clearly now, the rain is gone*
@Sean: Dude, we both know it was gonna rain ma. No point going to denial, as you so rightly put it. Instead, since we are expecting it, why not CELEBRATE it?
Woo-hoo, it’s pourin’, it’s roarin’! We just want tomorrow to be better than today! Can you say (it)? Woo-hoo, it’s rainin’ and we are a-dreamin’!
*beams seraphically*
i was reading all the comments and i was like sigh here i am wondering what it taste like… may be someday … i would atleast try to eat non veggie food….
its not that i am a pure vegetarian…. last year i was down with flu and the antibiotic shots i was given had chicken embryo as base LOL !!
@vimesh: One day, one day… that’s a song, innit?
And bro, it’s fine being a vegan/vegetarian – there are plenty of other delicious dishes sans meat! Uhm, I’m sure?
*grins wickedly*
Uh, they’re part of Hutong now? Yay!
@jason: They are! Hip-hip-hooray! Beef ball noodles…
Man, if I weren’t having some tsuke-men udon at Sanuki right now, what would hit the spot this rainy evening would be some of Soong Kee’s beefiest and bounciest! *winks*
may be one day :))) and in the mean time i am battling cold and more cold ….with some tomato soup for my soul ….and this song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e1_B9FCZJMA
@vimesh: Gwyneth Paltrow!! Whee!!
*looks sheepish and fanboyish*
…and oh, do hope you get well soon, ya?