15 Apr 2015

Japan Boat Takoyaki, iOi City Mall Putrajaya


Had this sudden urge for takoyaki and stumbled upon Japan Boat Takoyaki at IOI City Mall Putrajaya. Meh, who am I kidding. I love takoyaki.

LG 48A

-image above from iOi City Mall site-



After queuing for a while, we got 3 sets of takoyaki for RM12. Each box has 3 takoyaki in it. The packaging is so familiar but I can't remember where exactly I had this before. 



Uh, I was just snapping away with my phone while walking. Oops. No filters.

In case you don't know, takoyaki is some sort of octopus ball served with Worcestershire sauce, mayonnaise and dried bonito flakes. 
(Captain Obvious here) It originated from Japan.



After the first bite, I was in love with the takoyaki. It is superb compared to the other takoyaki stalls I frequently go to.
The takoyaki at Japan Boat Takoyaki is grilled to perfection and crispy to the bite. They did not cover the takoyaki with too much black pepper either, which is a plus. It is simply delicious!

Some of the other takoyaki stalls I've visited don't have black pepper and sometimes they attempt to flour up the whole takoyaki. Of course, that doesn't taste good. Ugh.

All in all, Japan Boat Takoyaki is highly recommended! :D
Unfortunately, they only serve takoyaki as it is their specialty, and a few drinks. There's not much variety like unagi or prawn but I guess most people wouldn't mind it as long as their takoyaki is awesome.

Japan Boat Takoyaki
LG-48A
iOi City Mall Putrajaya

Food: 9.5/10
Ambiance: 8/10
Price: 8.5/10
Service: 8/10
Overall: 8.5/10

(based on personal experience)


14 Apr 2015

Milkcow, iOi City Mall Putrajaya


So, I visited the IOI City Mall at Putrajaya on Sunday. It is a new shopping mall. Turns out that it's quite happening and fun to shop at.

It happens that we were walking pass the Milkcow stall near the concourse area and there weren't that many people queuing up for the Korean soft serve ice cream.

I've heard a number of negative reviews of Milkcow from my friends who decided to queue for who knows how long at the Mid Valley branch. They said that it was not worth the queue. Yeah, maybe, if you have to queue, that is. 

Milky Pop for me whilst my bro had the Macao Dream. Prices range from RM8.50 for a plain soft serve Milkcow ice-cream to RM13.50 for a few exquisite ones.





I picked the Milky Pop because it looks nice (who doesn't like nice stuff?) and it turned out to be caramel syrup and caramel popcorn on ice-cream. Welp, diabetic to the max. However, I have to say that I enjoyed it. It is sweet but it goes well with the vanilla ice-cream. I have to say that this is my first time having popcorn with ice-cream though.



Above is the Macao Dream flavoured ice-cream. You get to choose a macaron of your choice. Somehow my bro chose salted popcorn, which certainly does not go well with almond. I guess he just picked Macao Dream because of the macaron as I know he is not a fan of almond.



About RM20 spent on two cups of Milkcow ice-cream. It was worth a try but I don't fancy paying RM12 for ice-cream often. I may visit again once or twice in the future but that's it, unless someone buys me free ice-cream (again, who doesn't like free stuff?).
Until then, I shall stick to cheaper ice-cream like McD sundae cones which costs about RM1 each..

Food: 7.5/10
Ambiance: 8/10
Price: 6.5/10
Service: 7.5/10
Overall: 7.4/10

(based on personal experience)

Last but not least, here's their FB page for those who are interested: Milkcow Malaysia

Will be updating more frequently nowadays as I was a little caught up with work and getting admitted to college and other stuff. See you real soon!

13 Apr 2015

You will be missed :')


These few weeks have been tough for me.

I've only told a couple of people when my grandmother passed away on the 1st of April. She was hospitalised for 5 days due to a stroke which caused her to be in a comatose state (I did rant a little on Twitter but that's it).
I hurriedly got my things done and flew to Penang to visit her when I got the news. I tried to not panic and not cry and had hopes of her waking up for the rest of the day before I got on the plane but as I stepped into the hospital room where everything was white and saw grieving relatives, it was horrible. Dumbstruck, I stood there for a few minutes. I didn't even know what to say to my grandma. I just stared. She was lying on the bed with hospital-issued garments and breathing normally with her eyes closed just as if she was asleep. Then the memories kicked in and the tears started flowing.

I woke up to swollen eyes on the second day. The hospital was like a second home to me then. Sitting next to grandma and talking to her became an easier task compared to the first and second day, when I could not even speak properly without having something stuck in my throat. Doctors said that there's no scientific evidence to prove that she could hear us but I swear that she toned down after I jokingly said that her snoring was a little loud. Or the times when she had tears in her eyes when we could not hold back ours.

About 4am on the 1st of April, I was awakened by a call to my aunt from the hospital. My fear was confirmed, grandma stopped breathing. It was a busy day but she was smiling ever so serenely.

The flood of memories during the 5-day funeral was too much. The vivid memories when I pass through the places we used to visit or have our meals were overwhelming. Emotions were running wild, mostly grief and regret. Regretting the days I spent lazing around and going on vacations and short trips instead of visiting her even though she was not feeling well lately. The praying rituals every night for 4 nights were long, like 3-hours long. That is a long time to reflect on the past. I tried to not sway from the chants and focus instead on the words. It helped to suppress the urge to burst into tears. Some others were not so fortunate. I saw a few swollen eyes after the ceremony.

Did I mention that her cooking is the best? She was part Nyonya (descendant of Chinese immigrants and Malay during the 15th to 17th century) and she started cooking at the age of 10. About 68 years later, she was still cooking my favourite foods and worrying if I had enough to eat.
A few of my friends and hers had tried her assam laksa and it was beyond comparison (I am not bluffing nor boasting but it is true that even people from Penang, where assam laksa is famous for, traveled down to Selangor to try her laksa when she and grandpa had a hawker stall near my house). She also cooks Nyonya food and Chinese food, sometimes even fusion. She taught me how to bake but didn't manage to teach me how to cook like she did. Back then, we had to use a hand-held mixer to make the batter for cakes. Boy, those were fun times!

Only a handful of people know how close I was to my grandmother and how fond I was of her. Most of them are friends of mine who liked her too.
I mean, she was hard to not like. She was nice to others and adored by her friends and mine alike. She was by my side since I was born, caring for me, cooking for me, looking out for me all the time. Of course, I was lectured during several occasions but to be honest, without those lectures, I won't be who I am right now. I would be just like those rude and obnoxious children or teenagers out there.

If there is a heaven or nirvana, she will definitely be in it. If there is an afterlife, she would be happy and carefree.

Anyway, I'm only blogging about this to share my feelings and well, writing and/or drawing makes me feel much better. Writing it all in past tense is quite hard but it has to be done. I learnt that grieving for too long is not healthy. Even now, after 2 weeks, I am still trying to not cry every time a memory of her surfaces. Those memories will be treasured and forever be kept in my heart. Life is too short for regrets.


Thanks, grandma. Rest in peace. I love you.   :')


2 Jan 2015

Common etiquette - queuing.

Warning: This will be a post with rantings. If you're not up for some complaining, kindly scroll by :)

So, my friends and I were taking the monorail at Jalan Imbi after our karaoke session a month or two back. It was about 7pm (which is one of the busiest times on weekdays) and we knew that it would take a while to get to KL Sentral. I expected a lot of queuing and people and therefore, I hate monorails but I did not have a better alternative because I live quite far away.

What I want to say is, I don't mind the queuing too much. The thing that annoys and frustrates me is that Malaysians don't seem to understand the act of queuing. I mean, shoving and pushing has become a norm when getting on the monorail.

I bet many Malaysians who has taken public transport (especially monorails) encountered this unethical situation. If you have not: Imagine that you are on one of the monorail platforms filled with people and every time a carriage appears on the platform, a block of people behind you starts pushing you towards the carriage already full of people. If (unfortunately) your stop is at one of those platforms mentioned above, you'll also be agonised as you'll have a hard time squeezing yourself out. When people are busy shoving their way in, they don't care about the people coming out of the carriage. I've also encountered a few people who'd gotten so displeased by the situation that they'd just snap angrily at the people desperately trying to push their way in.

Sure, there are good officers to help out during the peak hours but not every one obeyed their instructions nor felt thankful for their help. In my case, I'm grateful because without them, it'd be more chaotic and of course, I've been saved from the constant pushing of the crowd of people behind me more than once.

It's so frustrating that Malaysians will just barge in from nowhere just to get in front of you. I had even encountered someone who was way behind me but selfishly pushed his way to the front, claiming rudely that he had "waited for an hour" when the officers questioned him. Obviously, that was an outright lie as I had waited for just 45 minutes. (Well, there was a little maintenence that day) I heard him later on the same carriage talking to his friend using foul language and complaining about the officer questioning him as though he was a gangster of some sort. Trying to be cool, I guess. It didn't work.

Even though you have waited for an hour, you have no right to cut the queue! The people in front of you may have waited twice as long as you! That attitude is just so wrong! You should not cut queues no matter the line is long or short.

And this morning, a lady holding her child rudely cut in front of us just when the monorail arrived at the platform. I mean, I dont mind as there was still space in the carriage but COME ON, AT LEAST SET A GOOD EXAMPLE FOR YOUR KID. It's not even peak hour. Tsk.

Honestly, I'm just so tired of Malaysians not knowing how to queue. I know that monorail carriages are short compared to LRT carriages or KTM carriages but without the constant shoving and displeasure, it will be a more comfortable experience for locals and tourists alike.

PLEASE LAH PEOPLE. QUEUE!

29 Nov 2014

Disney's Big Hero 6.


"Hello. I am Baymax. I'm your personal healthcare companion"



What would you do if you have a robot who hugs you when you are cold or feeling sad? Or a robot that will help you reduce your pain and suffering?

In the futuristic world of San Fransokyo, Tadashi Hamada (Daniel Hanney) invented an inflatable robot which could do all of the above. His brother, Hiro Hamada (Ryan Potter) is a boy genius who graduated high school at the age of 13. (why cant I. -sigh-)

Some badass stole Hiro's microbots, which could be controlled by neurotic activities and is super cool, and Hiro's brother died in the process.



So, a very upset Hiro partnered up with the adorable Baymax (Scott Adsit) to find his brother's killer, along with the help of a few of Tadashi's friends: Wasabi (Damon Wayans Jr.), GoGo (Jamie Chung), Honey Lemon (Genesis Rodriguez), and Fred (T.J. Miller).

It is inspired by the Marvel's superheroes of the same name. (I prefer Baymax as a huge huggable robot instead of a dragon. oops)

The movie is super cute if you like animated movies and not detest childishness.



"So are you saying that a man in a Kabuki mask attacked you?"



And Mochi that cat. THE FLUFFINESS!

I think the plot is pretty average, with the vengeance and all, plus an unexpected villain. However, I'd say that you'll enjoy the laughs from the movie.

Here's why you should love Baymax if you havn't already.

The movie debuted Fall Out Boy's Immortals, which is pretty addictive for me. Most of their songs are so catchy!

So, I guess that is all for now. Hahaha I can't say anything much cause I'm biased towards cute things.

- image Googled-

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