Last Saturday marked the first time in this fasting month that I got to Iftar outside. I mean, somewhere NOT AT HOME. Earlier during the fasting month, housemate and some friends did asked me to join them for Iftar outside, but I told them that I’d not be joining as my appetite still wasn’t that good and the only thing that I felt like eating at that time was piping hot home cooked meal. Even if it’s a simple plate of plain rice and ikan kering. I didn’t even joined the Iftar they had at the office last week as I knew the menu wouldn’t be to my liking.

Anyway, all last week I had a craving for A & W chicken, curly fries and float. I was a chicken-person before the pregnancy, but ever since I got preggie I loathe even the smell of fried chicken and it tasted horrible to me. Thus, haven’t been eating the meat for the past 4 months, I can’t wait to try out whether my throat finally can accept it again.

So off we went that Saturday, to the A & W outlet in PJ to have our Iftar. I was feeling extremely gluttonous and told hubby I want to have coney dog, fried chicken, waffle with ice cream and float for berbuka. He grinned at my greediness, but insisted that I have Milo instead of float as the drink is gassy and could harm the baby, he said. But I wouldn’t take NO for an answer, so after much persuasion he got me the tallest glass of float I’ve ever drank in my entire life! (or so it seemed at that time..hehe).

Time nak tunggu azan tu was like the most torturous moment ever! I was drooling over the fries, the curliness of it just got to me. And the crispy looking chicken and it’s smell, darn! Bila nak azan ni.. Thus, u can imagine la how I got once the azan sounded. I stuffed the scrumptious fries and chicken alternately into my greedy mouth and slurped on the tall glass of the mouth-watering float. Hub kept on repeating that he was sure the food will go to waste once my appetite got satisfied. But surprise! I ate like I’ve never ate before. I finished 1 piece of chicken, half of the coney dog, the tall glass of float and half of the waffle. Ha terer kan.. After that, memang mengantuk tak ingat lah…

Oh. We met Cico and his mum there. He looked splendid in his brown baju melayu, complete with sampan and songkok. I was *drooling* over him too, resulting in me getting pinches after pinches on the arms, courtesy of hubby. Aha! ;-p

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I can’t do work no more. I’m so in the holiday mood, can’t wait to go back home for Raya. No, I didn’t get any special Raya clothes this year. I didn’t even get the tempeyek I ordered from a colleague. But I know this is gonna be the best Raya ever, as it’s my first time celebrating it with lovely hub. I’m psyched!

Now, I’m gonna go daydream on the sweet sweet celebration to come! Daaa…

P/s: Since my internet access at the office is limited, I can’t acces my blogspot account. I can’t post and I can’t comment, I can only read your post. So, I just wanna apologize if I haven’t been replying to your comments and all, but I still read it tau.