Wachaaaaaaaa……… take this, Yong Tau Foo with chilly gravy on it, a tremendous taste at the railway station restaurant.
…and this!!!! Yong Tau Foo with soup, yum yum yuuuuuuuuuuuum…. before you ask the taste of it, see the ladle, see the curve and it’ll tell you how delicious it was. So yummy, we ate it all even you can flip the dish on the rack without washing it. We swept it clean.
My wife Robie, my daughter Farisha and his brother Daniel kept steady infront of the lens when I took their photo. Even Farisha also loved the taste of the Yong Tau Foo soup, what a splendid “aji no moto” taste…. he he he
Amar, listening his brother Hafiz told him stories about the train, as usual Amar shown his natural serious listener face with both long hair style, erk…. I’m willing to rumble their heads and perform comando hair cut style tomorrow.
Ikhbal, my elder grown up son. I felt the different on him, the way he think and how he spoke to me, with his back comb hair style, he’s a caring guy always taking care on his younger brothers and sister …mmmm… his a man now.
We finished dinner at 10:00pm, we drove back home with all the kids sitting at the back. Farisha slept in Ikhbal arms and Daniel slept on Hafiz tight.
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