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Berceratok Angok

We live on the doorstep of one of the most famous and “celebrated” Pasar Ramadhans in Kuala Lumpur (if not Malaysia!) here in TTDI but I have not been to it even before the pandemic lockdowns for absolute years.

pic courtesy of Foursquare

I am not about to start now, with the prospect of catching Ms Rona (my fellow KK member, Ecah, went yesterday and she said it was shoulder-to-shoulder, berceratok-angok, as Allahyarhamha my Gran would say. *shudders*) and me hating crowds anyhoos… it’s an absolute no-go.

The food sold there pun, you have to make sure it’s sold by those who actually sell food outside of Ramadhan. At least that way you can be assured it will taste OK. Otherwise, سبحا ن الله … these “situational vendors” (those people who only managed to obtain a booth/spot in the Pasar Ramadhan from DBKL for the month but are not food vendors at other times) sell food that is soooo tak sedap. Since it’s in TTDI, they will charge premium prices but the taste and quality semua ke Jurang Mariana 😫

As a result, by the 4th or 5th day, people would already know their food is tak sedap so their food will be tak lake. By the 2nd week, they will recycle the food that is left unsold and those who don’t yet know their food is bad will buy… and will get food poisoning as a result. Aaand… the cycle continues. This is why acik kosser, noksies.. 🫤 Besides that, all this over-consumption of food is anathema to the spirit of Ramadhan and the purpose of fasting. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Might as well eat my simple food at home, which I know is not only “halalan” but also “toyyiban” as well ~ clean and hygienic, made with the best ingredients only. Alhamdulillah wa Shukrulillah for the ability and rizq from Allah to be able to prepare food at home easily. 🤲🏻

Update 30/03/23: The YDPA and RPA mencemar duli to visit the TTDI Pasar Ramadhan today. Lagiiiiiilah berceratok angok ummah kat situ! 🤦🏻‍♀️

Marhaban Ya Ramadhan

First day of Ramadhan 1444H today. Didn’t do much, just a simple iftar at home with the usual dishes that we usually eat for dinner… nothing extra, except for the chemil-chemilan for the actual breaking of fast. The helper would make Arabic luqaimat (fried dough balls drenched in syrup), sambosa, vegetable spring rolls, Indonesian bakwan or tauhu isi. (NOT all at one time, just one or two max per iftar.)

Luqaimat pic courtesy of The Donut Hole

That’s the adat in this house, we break our fast with dates and these “appetisers” then we adjourn for Maghrib solah. We only have a full, proper meal (dinner) after we have done Maghrib. Nothing extra, just rice/bread with 2-3 dishes as we usually eat outside of Ramadhan. Baaas…

After the meal, Wes likes to have his cuppa char brewed soni dharti-style, by his wife’s own hand… and after that off he goes to taraweeh at the venue of his choice for the day ~ it could be Al-Kha*dem, the masjid near our house or even at home with me. These days he doesn’t even ask for moreh after he returns from his taraweeh. Back in the day, we would serve him whatever dessert I made or if there is none, it would be fruit and the leftover chemilan from iftar.

Don’t be that AsSol (Yusof)

News about Sy*msul Yusof filing for nusyuz against his wife P*teri Sar*h crossed my IG timeline today. He also alleges that Sar*h cheated on him with her ex-bf who is also married. Adoiii… Small Dick Energy betei ko ni AsSol.(Ramainyaaaaa lah assholes dalam dunia ni, kan? *hantuk kepala dia kat dinding*)

How “classy” tetiba alleging macam² and casting terrible aspersions on the mother of your children. Dahlah ko takmo lepaskan dia, out of pure spite. Ko kan dah ada bini baru… and now just because you want to spite her, you refuse to divorce her. Pastu kasi excuse cheebs: “Saya masih sayangkan dia lagi” 🙄🙄🙄 Puuuuiiiii….

Kalo ko “sayangkan” dia lagi, ko takkan lukakan hati dia by even fraternising with that twerking kongaja bint, you even MARRIED the belen which drives the stake into a wife’s heart even deeper. Yes, polygamy is allowed in Islam and even though I am not a wife who will accept it, I am never one to say that it is wrong, because Allah SWT allows it. However, surely ada cara yang lebih baik to go about it. AND… if your first wife cannot accept it, the best thing is to let her go in goodness, not deal in spite and acrimony like this.

Now that he alleges she had an affair and macam², in Islam he is required to produce 4 witnesses that have to fulfil certain criteria. If he still accuses her and cannot produce incontrovertible proof attested by these 4 witnesses, the punishment of wrongly accusing a chaste woman is 80 lashes. Times like these I wish this country practised hudud laws. Bior padan kena 80 of the best from an ekor pari whip. Tak duduk seumur hidup lah ko..

Went to B*rkat Madinah today to do some pre-Ramadhan 1444H shopping. Bought 5kgs of Ajwa Aliya (they are even better quality than the so-called “VVIP” ones katanya, sebbaek acik tak salah beli! 😅 ) , 2 kgs of Maryami, 2kgs of Deglet Nour (Wes likes them so much *shrug*) and 3 kgs of Medjool. I intend to send some to the Ketupat Krew, the rest should tide the fam over until the end of Ramadhan, inshaaAllah.

Bought everyone shawarma sammiches from the kiosk outside of the supermarket. Ate mine whilst it was still hot on the drive back. (I wasn’t driving, Idham the driver was). It was massive, filled me completely. (The shawarma sandwich lah!) 😅

Daebak!

We had home-cooked Korean Bulgogi complete with banchan this evening:

The meat was Blackmore Wagyu MB5. Not the fattiest cut, but I like it because there is more flavour and “bite” to it.

For the banchan I made stir-fried fishcake (Eomuk Bokkeum), beansprouts (sukjunamul-muchim) and spinach (sigeumchi-namul). Added on kimchi and radish that I bought as well. Tried making the Seafood and Green Onion Pajeon too but failed miserably. Was just too stodgy and wouldn’t crisp up. 😬 We shall try again next time, انشاءالله

Bolehhhhlah buat ghaso², rather than having to spend RM1,500 at a restaurant for the 1.5kg of beef I served, the meat alone just cost me RM150 (Wagyu at that!) At Q*ngH*Gu, it’s RM 312 for 600g… bayangkanlah yang dinging

Sagi-A*

I always think of things I want to write in this blog of mine whilst I am not actually on this “Add New Post” screen ~ in the shower, whilst driving, while I am playing with my cat… 😅 I always think to myself, “Ah.. I want to natter on about that!” and then when I am actually on the laptop I bleddy forget what it is that I wanted to say! 🤪😂

I don’t know if it’s C o v i d brain (I did get it twice 😩 despite paranoid measures! Subhanallah…) but there seems to be large swathes of emptiness in my short term memory. Rather alarming… but there you are.

Didn’t do anything much today, Wes went for his golf practice as usual in the morning and I started watching Season 2 of “The G l o r y” on N*tflix. I watched the first season back in January and found the premise interesting enough to warrant finishing the entire saga. I was rather disappointed that the heroine/main character did not get to explore her amazing (on-screen) chemistry with the #DILF that is J u n g S u n g I l (H a D o – Y e o n g in the series). IMHO, there was no chemistry at all between the heroine and her love interest in the series. Their kissing scene was like the slap of a wet dishrag in the face! Having said all this… how the loose ends of every plot/subplot were tied up very neatly in the end was very satisfying to this viewer. I was half afraid that the writers were going to go the “realist way” and not give the villain her just desserts but Alhamdulillah she received wot she deserved in the most satisfying manner 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Went for a foot, shoulder and neck massage at F*otsie Spa nearby in the evening. My usual masseuse, Rozie was off so I took Mai who is Wes’ usual masseuse. OK lah, I still prefer Rozie, perhaps I am so used to her technique already. Wes tried a new masseuse (from Thailand) but said she was rather rubbish. When asked to press harder, she started pinching him. Apaaaadah. Sky, the other Thai masseuse there, who once gave me a body massage was pretty good. Will get Wes to try her massage next time.