burn baby burn

there is this nyonya eatery at bishan located at the end of its interchange, next to mcdonalds. i won't know how long it's been there, but what i can acknowledge is that the food there is damn bloody good. very peranakkan style, and light on consumption. they have this technique of making a good fried rice. this is something new to me. you cook the rice, fridge it overnight and fry the damn thing at a very high temperature for 3 minutes. the idea here is to not let the rice become sticky and so forth.

each time i proceed to the bishan centre, i would go there for lunch. without fail. enjoying the dish, i was a bit disturbed when i realised that, lo and behold, the hungry ghost festival had just started. custard! albert told me that this year will be a bit *worse* since this is the leap year in the chinese calender. this year's festival will run for 2 damn blardy months. DOUBLE CUSTARD! as if having litter and ash and getai shows running for one month is unbearable, i'm trying to sink in the idea of having two.

but in a way of not getting defamed for disturbing this racial harmony thingamagic we have here in kambingpura, i'll try not to instigate more hatred. furthermore, this IS company time and i'm writing this blog and surfing looking at that cute ms japan first-runner-up-ms-universe-whatchamalit. kurara cheeeeeeebana HAAAAAAAAAAIT!

so, in good spirits i'm trying to be positive due to this unfortunate circumstance of having 2 months worth of burn and ash and bad singing in open fields late into the nights. thus i am looking this in the point of view as a smoker and relates how these two are similar to each other. as a smoker, but a reduced one but still loves his fags, i cannot but stop noticing that it is a hassle that smoking is now not allowed at foodplaces. smokers know that the best time to smoke IS after eating. YEAH! especially after you ate that hot and spicy meal and you then light up a stick and the smoke just caress your tongue and rush into your nasal pipes, a feeling of a slight burn, pepperish to a slight. that, that is the sensation you feel which may not materialise much at eateries nowadays. or, how about having a cuppa, chilled or hot, and with the slight taste of cocoa still lingers in your tastebuds, the slight burning sensation rushes in to fill your lungs. oh, the sensation!

but as a kambingpuraian,i do understand the need for the ban in smoking at eateries. people cannot eat properly if smokers linger around because medical reports state that secondhand smoke is not healthy (as if). BUT! it is ok for eateries to be located by the roadsides with heavy traffic and buses burning with bad diesel and emitting black smoke. or it's still ok for eateries to serve super fat food that clog up the arteries and build up the cholesterol level. that is all ok, but smoking? oh nah...that is highly dangerous.

i do not want to invoke old stories into new ones. gotta live and let live with it.

i do have a suggestion though. a brilliant one that is.

here it is.

in conjuction with the hungry ghost burning festival, may i suggest to the authorities that we have a smoking month every year? not to worry, we smokers do not have any leap years. one month will suffice. i don't see how this is bad for everyone, when we have people burning stuffs here, there and everywhere. get the cue here?

i promise i won't punch any mps if this does not pass through like what happened with that uncle from amk. though i do have this temptation of using this - the tampon shooter.

now bite that!

ooops, boss is coming.