Monday, 30 July 2018

My first class breakfast

People of the higher status need to have good breakfast at places where they can calmly eat without obstacles. Meaning that they can eat comfortably without thinking about whether the workers in the restaurants have got permits or not or even the restaurants or stalls are fit to be called restaurants.

I am in search of the best Malay nasi lemak. Nowadays even Indians and the Chinese can cook and sell nasi lemak surpassing the sales by the Malays. If nasi lemak was claimed to be originated from Indonesia, the Indonesians would always go to the streets to get back their nasi lemak by hook or by crook from the Malaysians.

I am not a racist whatsoever. I need to clarify to people that I need nasi lemak that I have lost long time ago. When I was in Standard 3, I had a friend whose mother sold nasi lemak. She brought her nasi lemak every day because her mother packed it for her and her siblings. One day, she did not want to eat nasi lemak and she suddenly gave her nasi lemak to me. The taste was so good and after more than 30 years I have never found the same nasi lemak in terms of the taste and also the kindness of people who were brought up to help people who they thought need that nasi lemak more than themselves.

Now, the nasi lemak that I ate taste exactly like Indonesian taste. I can't describe it here because nobody knows what I tasted. Correct?
Please have your breakfast everyday. And remember me for the nasi lemak that I have lost for decades.

Sometimes, people would cry for no reasons. I can give good valid reasons if you know how it feels to be appreciated and honoured.

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