I had been craving for roti prata for 2 days already. Was thinking of having it on friday night, then saturday night, but to no avail. Woke up on sunday morning feeling the agony of not having any prata for the last few mths really sucks. Had my Rum & Raisin cheesecake that V-sin bought the night before for breaky. Sat down and thought for the longest time and finally did what I wanted to do. Brought Honey out to East Coast Park! All by myself! Some me-time with my darling. Didn't know what to do, we just walked and walked. It was a sunny sunday afternoon, beach packed with sun-worshippers and kids building sandcastles. Honey rolled in the sand like she's just unleashed from the mental health institute. I had no choice but to bring her to the groomer over at East Coast Rd. Bummed at ICC while waiting to collect her. OH MY GOD, i was sooooooo craving for prata man. I wanted to bring her along with me to go makan prata. ANYWHERE with prata. Then I realised I can't possibly bring a DOG to a malay eatery right. -.-"


And finally after work, J had craving for prata too! Whee! And Jo was cool with it. So we set off happily to eat our prata. HUR HUR HURRRRRRR. Selamat Hari Raya. All the prata shops closed. SO SAD. We had kidney mee sua instead.

The reason why I'm blogging is.... I'M STILL CRAVING FOR PRATA!!!! (even though I'm freaking full now at 2am!!!)


I WANT PRATAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!