murder on the dance floor |
- murder on the dance floor
- It's who you know, not what you know
- The Search for Converse Ambassadors
- I cooked: Chicken a l'Orange with sauteed potatoes and caramelised onions
- Rise of Unelected Ministers
- English: It's the exception, not the rule, that matters
- Klue, Doh!
- Balloon Man, Butoh Dance & More Urbanscapes!
- PGHK #329 Tua Tiao (大条)
- 21st
- Happy 28th Birthday KIm :))
- The Harley-Davidson Facts
- Inch's Garden - 'Washinboutei'
- It's Porto!
- Crumbs, Pavilion – Yummy frozen yogurt and scones!
- Cheesie X Leftblock Junk Sale!
- The M Trilogy
- Shahrizat To Help Clear Her Name
- New BN slogan launched
- Najib launches social media group to intensify BN's cyber campaign
| Posted: 21 Nov 2011 03:00 AM PST She glanced at the clock on the right side at bottom of her white Dell laptop. 5:47 PM. She won't be able to make it today, she thought to herself. She drummed her fingers on the desk, her foot tapping impatiently to some unheard music. She could feel the bile rising in her throat. She bit her lower lips hard as she went through her Facebook's news feed. Same old, same old. She switched to Twitter. The timeline was filled with tiger avatars in various forms, even in the form of the popular Tiger Balm. She smiled. Had to. The spirits were high, obviously. She took another glance at the person across. Her patience limit at an all-time high. She turned the ring on her right ring finger around and around. Even the tiger avatars could not cheer her up anymore. 5:54 PM. She reached for her mobile. "Mama balik dulu." she typed and pressed the 'Send' button. Her heart cried at the thought of having to bear with the ever-so-efficient KTM Komuter. She sighed, resigned to her fate as she listened to the chatter of that person across. She typed in the pig's icon in the open Yahoo! Messenger's window. "Oh, it's very easy. I can do it by myself actually," after what it seemed like an eternity, the person across her desk said nonchalantly. Her fingers tensed. 6:02 PM. She saw red. Only red. She got up. Rage boiled in her. Slowly she walked towards the desk across. "Tahu tak hari ni final match Harimau Malaya lawan Indonesia? Tahu tak!? Tadi kau yang beria suruh aku tunggu sebab nak edit dokumen? Punya setia aku dok menunggu macam tunggul, siap mesej mak aku suruh dia balik dulu sebab tunggu kau. In the end kau cakap kau boleh buat sendiri! Ambik ni! Ambik! Ambik!" she grabbed the black netbook and beat that man senselessly on the head. After 15 minutes of rage, witnessed by the young lady from a foreign country, the man slumped unconsciously on the desk. His head a bloody mess. A smile curled up her lips. Satisfied, she put the netbook back on the desk and walked back to her place. She took a deep breath. And laughed maniacally. Oh, so much fun! She thought. Yeah, right. In my head. All in my head. 6:52 PM. All alone in the office typing this shit. Blegh. 
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| It's who you know, not what you know Posted: 21 Nov 2011 02:22 AM PST Guys, gals – it's story telling time because the markets offer no good news. Please donate a dollar to your favorite charitable organization if you like my story. If you don't like it, buy yourself half can of coca-cola to relax yourself. Half? Yeah, no kidding – inflation-mah. I can't recall exactly how I got into stock market. It was described to me as a very mystified place -- a place that makes a man richer in a very mysterious way, if you have got some gold. In my time, those men driving 280 can shout the loudest. All men will listen to them attentively. Just hang on to every words of these prosperous gods have to say. They all said, it's all about who you know and not what you know. Who you know will make you richer. A word from who you know will make you 10 times richer. Stock price don't fly. They rocket. It was that fast, no exaggerations. What you know will only make you rich spiritually but poor materially. Choose carefully, my son, happiness or one-pack stomach filled? So forget about being a book worm, go and rub shoulders. Poor man cannot "play" in a stock market. All they can afford was playing imaginary numbers game, taking mental notes, counting "paper" gains. Father will tell his son, if I have bought this stock and that stock, we are already living in a bungalow, driving 280 and "rinse" our mouths with shark fins. They can only dream that one day they can bump into someone who will invite them to their exclusive club. In my time, all we know was price. Newspaper was only stock quote that we can get. It's hard to even see a stock price trend unless we plot it on a piece of graph paper. I never heard of such thing called research paper. I thought it was probably a piece of 41/2 x 3" pink paper of ampat-ekor betting paper from illegal operators that my grand parents or parents asked me to buy. Every stock is pretty much like that, somebody will pay you money when your number strikes. Such was my faint memories about stock market many years ago. Come to think of it, it's still pretty much the same today but only in slightly different forms. 
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| The Search for Converse Ambassadors Posted: 20 Nov 2011 09:36 PM PST Never in fashion, never out of fashion, as many have labeled Converse. Their products have been much sought after by people of all genders and ages for decades now and will not cease to have brighter days to come. This holiday season, you have a chance to be a part of Converse, as they are now seeking out for 25 creative young minds to be their ambassadors. Converse is targeting personalities who possess the spirit of Converse and chosen contestants will be the face of their upcoming event, Converse Jamboree 2011.
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| I cooked: Chicken a l'Orange with sauteed potatoes and caramelised onions Posted: 21 Nov 2011 12:08 AM PST So, if you remember, during the run-up to Blogger MasterChef, I spent a lot of time experimenting in the kitchen. I've never eaten chicken a l'Orange before, but I have had duck a l'orange (which I like). Was browsing through Delia Smith's cookbook and found a recipe for orange sauce so decided to it with chicken. For this dish, if you know how to make sauces, the rest is pretty simple. For this dish, I decided to pan fry the chicken (simple!) and serve it with sauteed potatoes and caramelised onions. I was quite happy with the result, but if you prefer your chicken to be more moist, do swap for chicken thigh. Do be liberal with the sauce, the more the better I think. :)  Chicken a l'Orange with sauteed potatoes and caramelised onions Preparation time: 20-25 minutes Cooking time: 1 hour Serves 2 Ingredients 2 chicken breast, butterflied cut or sliced thinly 1 tbsp oyster sauce 2 tbsp olive oil 1 tsp paprika Freshly ground salt and pepper 2-3 tbsp plain flour Parsley, finely chopped 1 egg, beaten For the sauteed potatoes 5-6 potatoes (I used Russet), peeled and sliced thinly abt 8mm width Freshly ground salt and pepper 2 garlic cloves, crushed 2 tbsp olive oil Butter For the caramelised onions 1 large onion, sliced thinly 1 tbsp honey 1 tbsp butter For the sauce 2 medium sized orange 1 tbsp plain flour 275ml chicken stock 3 tsp brown sugar Freshly ground salt and pepper 1 tbsp lemon juice 1. Start by caramelising the onions first, since this takes the longest time. In a frying pan, melt the butter and then add the onions and honey, cooking and stirring continuously for 30-35 minutes. 2. Marinate the chicken with oyster sauce, parsley and 1 tbsp of olive oil for about 15-20 minutes. 3. While waiting, parboil the potatoes in salted boiling water. This will take about 8-10 minutes. Drain in colander and let them dry out for a crisper texture when frying them later. 4. In a non-stick frying pan, heat 1 tbsp of olive oil. Place plain flour and paprika on a flat plate and season with salt and pepper. Coat the chicken with the beaten egg, followed by the flour mixture and place in the heated pan. Cook each side for about 3 minutes or until golden brown. Repeat for all pieces of chicken. 5. For the sauteed potatoes, add 2 tbsp olive oil to a frying pan on medium high heat and then add the crushed garlic. Add the potatoes and cook them until golden brown (this will take about 10-15 minutes) and then season with salt and pepper. Towards the end of cooking, add a knob of butter for crispier skin. 6. Finally, for the sauce, remove the rind from the oranges and cut them up into thin shreds and blanch them for 5 minutes in boiling water. Cut 4 slices of oranges and keep aside for garnish. Squeeze the juices out of the remaining oranges. Using the same pan used to cook the chicken (don't wash), sprinkle flour and stir to form a paste. Cook over medium heat for 2-3 minutes to brown slightly, then add stock gradually to make a smooth sauce, then add the sugar. Cook for another minute before adding the orange juice and rind and lemon juice. Season with salt and pepper. 7. To serve, place sauteed potatoes on a plate and then top it with the pan fried chicken. Drizzle with lots of orange sauce. Place a small portion of caramelised onion at the side and garnish with 2 slices of orange. A sweet and savoury dish Chicken a l'orange with sauteed potatoes and caramelised onions  Full set of photos available to view here. 
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 11:05 PM PST The following article by Mariam Mokhtar is from Malaysiakini. Rise of Unelected Ministers by Mariam Mokhtar Prime Minister Najib Abdul Razak's impressive performance in a "popularity poll" conducted by the International Islamic University of Malaysia (IIUM), has nothing to do with his leadership qualities or his ability to charm the voters. His apparent rise in popularity is in proportion to his absence from the country. In short, the electorate is glad he is absent from Malaysia. The IIUM lecturer who devised the poll may have his own reasons for attributing Najib's enhanced popularity to "his relentless efforts to touch base with the people and steer the country to a promising future". The PM is besotted with his image as an international statesman and swells with pride when he shakes the hands of the big players like Hu Jintao and Barack Obama. But pride comes before a fall. NONENajib (left) has taken several overseas trips since he became PM and it is difficult to keep track of him. Last month, he was in Indonesia, China, Australia, and twice in Saudi Arabia. One thing is clear. He emulates former prime minister Dr Mahathir Mohamad by being 'out-of-town' during national crises. Mahathir allegedly 'disappeared' during the nationwide clampdown of Operation Lalang in October 1987. It possibly been pre-arranged that Hanif Omar, the IGP at the time, would take the rap and try to leave Mahathir smelling of roses. In the last fortnight, our unelected PM was in Hawaii for the Asia Pacific Economic Cooperation (Apec) followed by a Bali visit to attend the East Asia summit. He should have stayed at home, to deal with the multi-million ringgit misuse of public funds by the National Feedlot Corporation (NFC). The unelected Women, Family and Community Development Minister, Shahrizat Abdul Jalil, is embroiled in the NFC crisis. Token official visit The office of Prime Minister of Malaysia is cheapened by revelations that Najib had arranged a token official visit, during his personal holiday, as an excuse to get the taxpayer to fund, in full, his travelling expenses for him and his extensive entourage. Last July, after visits to Turkmenistan, the United Kingdom and the Vatican, the PM was forced to cut short his holiday to Italy and return home. He had to respond to mounting condemnation of the violent assault against the rakyat during the Bersih 2.0 rally, and try to salvage his reputation. He also had to deal with an Umno plot to oust him from power, allegedly led by his deputy, Muhyiddin Yassin. NONEMore of Najib's insecurities were revealed in the deportation order placed on William Bourdon who was in Malaysia in relation to the Scorpene case. Najib was also perturbed that the veteran Umno leader Tengku Razaleigh Hamzah (right) was launching Angkatan Amanah Merdeka (Amanah) to revive the Tunku's true spirit of Merdeka. Najib, the career politician, only knows life in the political fast lane. He has not struggled like most people to find funds for education or with applying for a job. He has even admitted that his trip on a luxury bus in Perak, was his first bus journey. Even the most hardened and cynical politicians will balk at using someone else's misfortune to boost their image. Not Najib. He cut short another holiday, in Australia to return home, ostensibly saddened by the death of a journalist in war-torn Somalia. Instead of leaving the family to grieve in private, Najib managed to turn it into a publicity circus by showing his mock compassion. Disturbing questions The NFC scandal raises very disturbing questions about our version of democracy. Who benefits from our democratic process? Why are the unelected ministers given a major say in the running of our country? Why are the chosen few from Umno's political elite manipulating the role of government? Why are the controls to check such impropriety not in place? Where is the enforcement? Why are the members of royalty who choose to be vocal in some matters, silent when it comes to large-scale corruption and allegations of fraud on a grand scale? Najib's handling of Umno is rooted in cronyism. How can he speak out against Shahrizat when he has so many skeletons in his own closet? That is why the Umno businesses and those of their cronies are run like a family-business empire. It is like the mafia, with different sections of the business managed by different branches of the family. No one betrays the other. Anyone who tries is silenced or risks having his livelihood threatened. Muhyiddin, who has been tasked to deal with the NFC scandal gives the impression of being out of his depth, really he is just covering up a crime, for one of his cronies. NONEHe claims that Shahrizat (left) had nothing to do with the NFC, which is managed by her husband and her children. He did not think Shahrizat had cause to resign. Then he left it for the people to decide. He is right. The rakyat thinks that Shahrizat should be suspended without any pay whilst investigations are carried out quickly. If found guilty, she should be made to repay every sen, and spend time in jail. That goes for him (Muhyiddin) too for misleading the public. The project was approved when he was agriculture minister. He was reticent and sparse with information, only giving out the bare minimum when forced. MPs are accountable to Parliament, and Parliament is accountable to the rakyat. Tighten belts Interestingly, it was another unelected minister, Idris Jala who flip-flopped between saying that Malaysia was going bankrupt and doing all right economically. Last year he said we would have to tighten our belts but a few weeks ago, he said we would manage. Can he be so confident when ministers abuse public funds and treat them as their own bank account? NONEThe IIUM popularity survey concluded that PKR's Anwar Ibrahim, Kelantan Menteri Besar Nik Abdul Aziz and Penang Chief Minister Lim Guan Eng (left) declined in popularity, unlike Najib and Mahathir. The poll asked 1,500 Malay, Chinese and Indian registered voters, how satisfied they were with the leadership qualities of the five. In October 2008, 35% Malay, 33% Chinese and 41% Indian respondents expressed satisfaction with Najib. In July 2011, their approval increased to 59%, 45% and 62%, respectively. This survey has left many members of the rakyat wondering if a representative cross section of the public was sampled. They also wondered if these 1,500 registered voters were "real voters" or "phantom voters". As the poll suggests that Najib is so popular now, he might want to call the elections soon, despite the scandals, accusations of electoral fraud and revelations of expensive purchases which are surfacing almost every week. MARIAM MOKHTAR is a non-conformist traditionalist from Perak, a bucket chemist and an armchair eco-warrior. In 'real-speak', this translates into that she comes from Ipoh, values change but respects culture, is a petroleum chemist and also an environmental pollution-control scientist. 
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| English: It's the exception, not the rule, that matters Posted: 20 Nov 2011 09:22 PM PST I don't know where this originates, and, it's probably not new to you. But it landed in my inbox a while back, and today was the day it found its way here. If you've ever had to explain something about English to anyone, you'd so get what this is all about. We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes, But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and there would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim! Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; Neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England. We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes, We find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square, And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, Grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, What do you call it? If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English Should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane. In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? We ship by truck but send cargo by ship... We have noses that run and feet that smell. We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway. And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, While a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language In which your house can burn up as it burns down, In which you fill in a form by filling it out, And in which an alarm goes off by going on. And in closing... If Father is Pop, how come Mother's not Mop???!  
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| Posted: 18 Nov 2011 03:53 AM PST One Murder. Two Perspectives. Three Weapons. An original production that covers lust, betrayal and deceit, much like a theater-version of CSI with its one of its kind twist of Asian setting and touches. Klue, Doh!
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| Balloon Man, Butoh Dance & More Urbanscapes! Posted: 20 Nov 2011 05:53 PM PST More photos from Urbanscapes yo!
Forgot to show u guys the entrance in the previous post loll
Bumped in to Hanie there.. waddup!
Some artsy flowers.
Butoh Dance performance.
Balloon man. OK THATS IT!
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 05:43 PM PST [audio:http://penanghokkien.com/media/PgHkn-2011-11-21.mp3] Guests: Ang Mo· Tan, Lau Kau Kiaⁿ, Siau Kiaⁿ, & Ang Mo· Chiau We discussed the future and current options of broadband in Malaysia. Of course we have to give it Hokkien name, and we came up with Tua Tiau! Enjoy! This posting includes an audio/video/photo media file: Download Now | |||||
| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 05:45 PM PST                      Wishlist. 
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 08:44 PM PST Assalammu'alaikum Mohd Alimin Hakim.. Thank you for being a wonderful son, a loving brother, and a nephew whom I'm sure the uncles and aunties are quite proud of..Alhamdulillah. As for being a darling husband, I'm so glad that you have given Azra so much treasured love and tender emotions..Alhamdulillah syukur. May your intense love and respect for each other remain forever evergreen. Ameen..InsyaAllah. Mama hopes you'll have a very nice and meaningful birthday celebration today. Though it may be a cheap and humble one, I know you'll have a lovely, sweet time..InsyaAllah. May Allah SWT bless you with a long life of superb health, endless loads of happiness, mountains of success, an empire of wealth, oceans of love and make all your dreams come true..Ameen. Most importantly, may you always strive hard to become a great Muslim both on earth and Hereafter..Ameen..InsyaAllah..Subhanallah. Selamat Hari Jadi Kim.. Selamat bahagia dunia dan akhirat..Ameen. We all love you so very much. Mama mintak maaf zahir batin too. Thank you again, dearest son. Wassalam. Birthday wishes are free and easy. We do not have to fork out any money.The birthday person will rejoice and be very happy. A Birthday greeting is extemely delightful and ever so cheerie..** ^_^ :-)) :D :-0) ** 
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 02:30 PM PST The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson, died and went to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur. 'Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want to in heaven.' Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, ' I want to hang out with God.' St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced him to God. God recognized Arthur and commented, 'Okay, so you were the one who invented the Harley-Davidson motorcycle? 'Arthur said, 'Yeah, that's me...' God commented: 'Well, what's the big deal in inventing something that's pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution and can't run without a road?' Arthur was a bit embarrassed, but finally spoke, 'Excuse me, but aren't you the inventor of woman?' God said, 'Ah, yes.' 'Well,' said Arthur , professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention ! 1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end suspension 2. It chatters constantly at high speeds 3. Most rear ends are too soft and wobble about too much 4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust 5. The maintenance costs are outrageous!!!! 'Hmmmmm, you may have some good points there,' replied God, 'hold on.' God went to his Celestial supercomputer, typed in a few words and waited for the results. The computer printed out a slip of paper and God read it. 'Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed,' God said to Arthur, 'but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than yours'. -Author Unknown- Posted for laughs with no intention to offend anyone. Thanks to reader SKT who sent me this joke. Have a nice day! 
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| Inch's Garden - 'Washinboutei' Posted: 20 Nov 2011 11:18 AM PST
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 09:16 PM PST Some of you guessed it! Answer to the previous post: Porto, Portugal!  Oh god Portugal is amazingly beautiful, and Porto even more so. It was the last thing I was expecting when I stepped foot on the land.  But Portugal took my heart on the first day till the very last. It's the perfect country to run away for a year's of relaxation and rejuvenation, learn a language and sip wine. If you're wondering if Porto sounds somewhat familiar, that's because it's where Ports were born. Tawny sweet peasant-wine port. Yummilicious port.  But we'll get to that soon. First I had to get my mouth on one of Portugal's most famously known for.  In Asian countries, we refer them to portugese egg tart, in Portugal, they're just egg custard.  Jumbo version.  This was my dinner on my first night there. I took a stroll around town on my first day in Porto and was pleasantly lost in some very-wonderland part of the city. I started at one of the national monument in the centre and climbed up to see the city from the top.      I have seen so many city and town views from atop a tall building so many times and I've lost thoughts and opinions to most of those views I've seen. So I'll leave you with the comments here.  As I left the monument building, I found myself walking through some neighbourhood, the type that you find laundry hanging on the third floor and eatery nearby on the ground floor by the street, where on the front hung a nostalgic medieval-style sign.     And then I found myself in a museum, of Porto!   the map of portugal?  olden days transportation in Porto; where they used to carry barrels of Ports on these boats down the river Douro.  You probably can't see it in this photo but the figure of that outfit was TINY! Men in those days were really short! They couldn't be taller 5 feet.  antique reading glass  odd art  "Yes, please, just a tiny glass. This port had just the right kick. *hick*" As I moved up and down the hill, gliding through the historical sites, residential neighbourhood, some commercial area, I found myself finally coming down to the river level and face to face to the blazing noon sun.    I love how the road was built just by/on the river side And then I started climbing some stone stairs, passing some houses beneath me I went up, and up, and up. Until I found myself surrounded by odd roads, with odd tunnels, odd uphills and downhills, and odd houses.  'twas was the entrance to a house, such a tiny entrance to a front garden? I didn't know where I was, or what the place was. An abandoned area? No, some of the houses were resided, but then again, some were not; and I did not spot a single soul during my journey there. Was I in some kind of realm?   I moved along wherever my instinct was telling me to. On some parts, I saw the outer world of Porto that was hustling and bustling, and that felt like it was in another world, seperated by a space of vacuum, it was not related to me. Porto and its river were just a pretty picture from where I was standing.  I could see the evidence of human presence, drawn graffiti on stone wall, an abandon doll on an empty cliff; but still I heard and saw no sights of human.  There was this red door, locked, but it has a broken wood panel where the lock should be. I peered inside, and saw a story waiting to be told.    Who was here before? Was there a house? What happened to the house? What happend to the kids whose those toys belonged to? Where did the family move, or if something has happened to them? Garbage and beer bottles that indicated it was newly abandoned, but bricks and grown grass shown long-term ignorance. What's more important, it has such a beautiful location, on a cliff to a view many would pay premium for.  I wondered to myself how much this place would cost, and then allowed my imagination to wander to the possibility of moving here, to this beautiful country. I moved along.  On and on I went. Till I finally decided to whip out my guide book to locate myself. 15 minutes of walking, I was out of the wonderland and came to a closed restaurant with a untrimmed garden.  Sighing to myself at the regret of missing an opportunity to dine at a place like this, I directed myself out and away from the far end of the town and back into the neighbourhood I came by earlier that day, fueled by hunger. I picked the first restaurant that took my liking and entered, without acknowledging the genre of their food.  No one spoke English, I could speak no Portugese. So I sat, smiled at the waiter, who gestured the supervisor over to help but failed. So I strummed my finger along the menu, and made a sign language, with mild amusement, that I would take anything delicious. They laughed, among themselves, scratching their heads if they understood what I meant. They did. They brought food.   some odd fried bun appertiser, which I didn't like but ate a few anyway  three packs of butter and one odd looking one to go with my bread  my main course, steak. Yummy. I was a happy woman.  
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| Crumbs, Pavilion – Yummy frozen yogurt and scones! Posted: 20 Nov 2011 11:15 AM PST I'm a lover of froyo and I have tried almost all the froyo chains in KL. From the usual suspects of Tutti Frutti, Snogurt, MooCow and Spoon, MooCow remained my firm favourite til today. Prices are reasonable, portions are good and though they only have 2-3 flavours at one time, I love MooCow for its taste and texture; which is to me, perfect as it is not too icy nor creamy.
So here in Pavilion KL, a new-comer to the block is Crumbs, taking over the now shifted-over-to -KLCC Durian Durian (of which I'm pretty fond of as well since the durian ice cream rocks!). Crumbs which originated from Hongkong has successful build up to 8 branches in Hong Kong within 2 years from the time they started in 2009. Malaysia is the second country to hold the franchisee and Crumbs primary offerings are pure frozen yogurt and freshly baked in-store scones.
Here in Crumbs Pavillion, they offer 24 choices of toppings that are freshly prepared daily. The toppings includes fruits like strawberries, mango, peach, blueberries, lychees (which were my top choices as these are healthier and natural) and fun toppings like mini meringue, marshmallows, digestive biscuits, M & M, nata de coco as well their signature house crumbs.
Crumbs frozen yogurt is made with no added water as well as no added ice. Their scones were surprisingly good too, produced with the type of quality that one would expect from a home-baked enterprise rather than a commercial outfit like Crumbs. I guess premium ingredients is the key factor here; as Crumbs uses USA plump raisins, imported chocolate beans, and Australian Parmesan cheese in the making of their scones. My preferred scone is the Chocolate one; (surprise surprise, since I do not fancy chocolate in the first place), followed by the cheese and lastly the original – raisin.
Each scone was impressively moist but not overly greasy and struck the perfect balance in both sweetness level and flavour. *Thumbs up*! While I'll still stick to MooCow for my froyo fix, Crumbs comes a close second. I certainly won't mind a Crumbs yogurt if I'm in Pavilion, especially one that is LOW in FAT & comes topped with FRESH strawberries, mangoes and blueberries!
We did sample a few choices of combination of the frozen yogurt during our session….
……………but at the end, I stuck to my healthier choice of berries and some green tea mochi.
*Burps* One LARGE one like this filled me up for about 3 hours. Not bad eh? CRUMBS MALAYSIA P1.11.04, Level 1, Pavilion KL (near the Pavillion Food Republic)
SCONES:Price: RM2.90 each FROZEN YOGURT:Price:
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| Cheesie X Leftblock Junk Sale! Posted: 20 Nov 2011 09:07 AM PST Thanks to you all, i made enough $$$ to buy more new clothes to vie for Best Fashion Blogger title!!!! *trollface.jpg It was my first ever attempt to hold an actual on ground fashion sales, all thanks to Leftblock! <333 This is the fastest way to get rid of clothes you won't wear anymore, albeit very heavy heartedly T_T Here are some pictures (mixed with instagram pix because no time to take pictures at all T_T)
#1 A pic of me before leaving my haos. Hair nicely tied up and all with nicely curled fringe at a perfect angle but after all the moving around and sweating and panicking i was just in a fuck hair style mood. #2 Setting up my corner at Ecoba! #3 Before and after! I loaded and unloaded at least 60389KG worth of junk four times… wait, only 3 because the unsold stuff still sits quietly inside my car now cuz too lazy to unpack T_____T Seriously how do boutique owners do it every weekend?!??! Although potentially good money, this is way too exhausting!!! Ok i take that back. I used to help my aunty and late uncle at a veggie stall in the morning market back in Seremban. I saw them wake up at 5AM and start up the stall EVERY SINGLE DAY. I take everything back. THIS IS NOTHING. *emo ANYWAY. #4 At 12noon the crowd started to become too overwhelming for me to handle, i guess because i asked all of you to come earlier to grab the nice stuff! AND YOU ALL SO GUAI ONE LISTENED TO ME!!! <3 #5 I think almost 80% of the sales was made before 1PM. #6 Thank Cheesus for Erica who helped me out that day! #7 Erica who is so inhumaely white she made me look like this could be a "if you see it you will shit bricks" picture FML. #8 Wider view of Ecoba. Many fashion bloggers and blogshop owners that day!! #9 I was so lucky that my corner was indoor :X #10 This is my "Premium Rack"!! Most of the stuff here are gone within an hour. Early birds get the cheese etc etc! The unsold ones maybe i'll sell it online or something later. If i actually bother to T_T #11 Eh i quite proud of my set up k!!! Even my haos not as neat haha! #12 This is taken later when the crowd faded. Looks like proud boutique owner anot HAHA. #inmydream T_T You can see my iMac box behind i used it to transport my clothes lolol #13 #likeaboss HAHAHHAHA ACT ONLY
#14 I tweeted this and a reader replied "sorry that's my BF photobombing you" HAHAHAHHA so cute one!!! #15
#16 Also a small corner on my table selling reaaaaally cute accessories by LOLOLOOK.com, go visit! Then picture with my customers haha #17 First customer!! (i think) #18 Celine! I think she's 14 or 16 she is sooooooo shy but sooooooo cute, who came with her fashionable mom, who kept insisting that her daughter reads my blog everyday, which made me feel very paiseh (zomg must blog parent-friendly!!!) and they bought 3 apparels and a bag from me <3 #19 All my customer damn pretty!
#20 Finally time for a break and lunch. #21 Amanda from NineteenNintySeven (Yes she is 14 WTF) who gave me free macarons! AND GUESS WHAT—– SHE NAMED HER MACARONS AFTER ME #22 Nah here's proof. SEE ANOT!!! #iMadeIt Then she also asked for my autograph for herself and her friend lolol so cute!!! #superstar
#23 Joyce, without whom i wouldn't even have a spot at this event. BIG LOVE!!!! #24 Chelsia bought a RM10 hair bow from me lolol looks so cute on her!!!
#25 GUESS WHO CAME ALL THE WAY TO VISIT ME!!!!!! <33333 #addiction
#26 #instaLOVE Ok la that's all! Anyway i still receive lotsa emails asking if certain items are sold out. Actually a lot of the items are sponsored by minimaos and you can get brand new ones there!! Like the Dazzlin Fur Coat, Lipsy Grecian Dress and most of the Liz Lisa stuff. They also have new updates!!! SO! AM I HARDWORKING OR WHAT!! Except yesterday, which was a much needed rest day for me, i am blogging everyday!!! I'm trying to keep my blog everyday promise, so VOTE FOR ME UNDER BEST FASHION BLOGever two hours la! *goes off to think of other legitimate bribes*
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 08:18 AM PST Tonight, Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa grabbed the Best Film award, amongst a bunch of other gongs at the 24th Malaysian Film Festival. I think the movie won close to 10 or something. I wasn't counting. This is the second year running that KRU movie projects won big. Last year, Magika won Best Film and MySpy won Best Comedy, amongst other accolades. Meanwhile, earlier this month - or was it last month? - Magika won, beating Merong, at the Anugerah Skrin. I played my part in these projects - I wrote the scripts - and I am very happy that the overall strength of the team, the team's work and the teamwork managed to carry the story and cover most of my own shortcomings as a newcomer in the industry. When Norman KRU asked me to write MySpy - my first and still favourite movie - I thought, "Okay. This will be an adventure." I did not know that it would be a few years of being nervous and scared to death on most nights. The wins in the past two years were just a good ending to the M trilogy of films - MySpy, Magika and Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa. There are a couple more films yet to be released by KRU, and I hope to - in the future - get my own stories released. I did not do these things to win awards (except the Academy Award, which remains an elusive dream) - and truth be told, have never won one personally - rather to see and experience what it would take to write movies. The fact that the films won numerous awards I think is just a bonus to the team. I am just happy to be there for the ride. Thanks to all who helped. Cast, crew and KRU. I'm happy for everyone. Well, the highlight of the night is done. Time for me to finish some work and go to sleep. I sleep early these days, as my job requires me to come in the morning. I am still buzzing and can now close this chapter of my life with a smile. The M trilogy is complete, and I believe the stories are done. Cheers! UPDATE: Magika won seven awards last year. Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa won eight. 
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| Shahrizat To Help Clear Her Name Posted: 20 Nov 2011 08:00 AM PST Sunday Star November 20, 2011Shahrizat to help in investigations into NFC issue, says IGPBy AUSTIN CAMOENS austin@thestar.com.my PETALING JAYA: Women, Family and Community Development Minister Datuk Seri Shahrizat Abdul Jalil may be called up to help in the investigations into the National Feedlot Corporation (NFC) issue. This follows the move by the Malaysian Anti-Corruption Commission to
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| Posted: 20 Nov 2011 07:08 AM PST
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| Najib launches social media group to intensify BN's cyber campaign Posted: 20 Nov 2011 02:53 AM PST
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