On Thursday, Sharul and Ija took Hajar and me to Istana Budaya for lunch. I conducted a training at their office we "fondly" call "Sentulwood". A place with no decent place to eat. Must drive out. At first I thought - amboi bawak tempat mahal nih. The restaurant felt exclusive, the ambiance very nice and the surrounding with big shady old trees looked straight out of postcards. Ija old us there are always, always photography shootings, and true to her words, we met this ridiculous looking "bride" wearing short ruffled wedding dress with some kind of 30's head gear wearing white boots up to her knees. Anyway, selected out food and at the cashier I was so surprised. I took rice with ikan sembilang masak cili api, some kerabu pucuk paku and terung sambal, plus my air suam totaled up to RM4! The others took ikan bakar and other assortments of lauk and only fetched around RM5 - RM6.50 plus drinks. So, very, truly cheap! And the food, excellent. My masak le...
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