“I can’t find it,” I say. “Can’t find what?” you ask. “That picture of the French toast we had at Kim Gary. It’s missing.” “It can’t be missing. Have you tried the external hard disk drive? The black one?” “I have.” “The other external hard disk drive? The white one? Have you tried that?” “I …
You tell me you are craving Thai tonight. Something decent, something not too far. We ask around and get a few names. We decide to try a few places. You know pretty much what you want — a spicy pomelo salad, a mango-and-cashew salad and a piquant fried fish. I add a seafood tomyam and …
It’s been a long time since we stayed at a hotel just for the heck of it. Not for a trip this; we haven’t travelled anywhere — we’re still in the city. Why ever not? So we check in. It’s a nice, large room. The rain shower is amazing, the heat and the pressure. We …
You ask me what I would like for dinner. I suggest either the Chinese steamed soup or something Japanese. We decide on Japanese – I have unagi over garlic rice in a hot pot; you tackle a half portion of udon in a milky broth. That’s not enough, I say, you’ll be hungry later. You …
“Hey,” I say, “go and take a picture from the outside.” “Why?” you ask. “It’s different at night,” I say, “we’ve never been here this late before. It’s a different light at night. The café, the tables and chairs, the carnations in the bottles of water, they’ll look different.” You nod okay and you rush …
The week is long And seems to get longer What keeps me going Is the thought I’ll come home to with ya.
It’s morning where you are. Your husband is at work, your daughters at school. I imagine you at your kitchen table with some weak sunlight barely seeping in and a cup of hot coffee by your side. I am not entirely sure you drink coffee in the morning or tea, but I guess I impose …
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
