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Ma Miso Black Cod, Ma Miso Black Cod, Ya taste so soft and milky, Ya make me say Gawd!Life is certainly...a weekend extravaganza.I don’t like fruits with body odour.We washed our hands.So, what's real anymore?I heart my liver.A celebration of life indeed.Perhaps inspiration does not always translate into rhymes and reasons.Like makeup sex, the S$28 dinner (for two) was very much satiating.Malaysians, the naturally gifted badminton players had no problem with zapping them flies with the e-racquets.An enhancement that distinguishes the inspired from the required.It’s all about indulgences.And it made mine, well, like being touched for the very first time lor.Though simple, I believe KLites prefer to pay for convenience these days, which is a pity, actually.Strike while it’s still cold, really.I certainly didn't expect my coming resulted in a blown-out-of-orgasmic proportion experience.For you are worth every moment of this torment.A masterpiece perpetually engraved on the beautiful body of a centuries-old vase.Awesome! or Awesome??In my next life, if I ever get reincarnated in a non-human form (thanks to my impressive repertoire of committed sins), I wish to return as a man's best friend.The teary-eyed good ones and the humorously bad ones.The foie gras basically melted in the mouthm, releasing an aromatic flavour, leaving everyone with a smile on the face.Soft as clouds you see, Sweet as her lips can be.It almost felt like a wedding of an arranged marriage.Talk about the fast lane, huh? I was on overdrive that night.With the truffle salsa scent alluring, A sexciting bruschetta awaitingIt acts as a pulmonary artery, sending workforce and leisure seekers to the pulsating beat of the city and vice versa, much like the function of the pulmonary vein.And yet, you like to engage in that little dirty conversation once in awhile.Self-indulgences.For locals, it’s a reminder of the food that made them who they are today.And most of all, a heritage.Accentuating. But how disappointing, you were not soft.Despite some stains and silly mistakes, I thought my virginal do was quite satisfying.If tranquility is the green of the mind and trees are nowhere to be found through your window, the matcha latte may come in handy.Alone in his room he writes, Missing home, a song he cites.Perhaps there are 48 hours on Sundays.My first KL restaurant post!Shall we, sugar?Colleagues have been telling me about this bakery for the longest time but somehow, I can never find the time to break the belt.I drowned with fear, I rose with cheer, A golden brown sphere, His praise I hear.Like the infatuation for Sundays, we often overlook what’s right in front of us.Perhaps we should learn a thing or two from Nature.Thank you.Who knows what tomorrow will bring?The Chinaman in me was reluctant to dine al-fresco at first, as we do pay for the air-conditioning afterall.Just one piece and I left it to XLB to proceed with her sacrificial ritual.You just have to enter, not too deep, and offer a kind word or two.The price of siu yoke usually hikes up during Chinese festivals; therefore, we really treasure this dish.Theory of relativity, law of attraction,chemistry, the black hole, karma, destiny, Chumbawamba, Kawabunga or whatever you call it, I am always drawn to Marmalade Kafe whenever I’m in Bangsar Village 2, even when I'm not looking for healthy, comfort food.A comfortably lonely word.Perhaps only simplistic dishes are cooked in real apartments.A Maggie Q.Like todayIt’s the time when you can’t differentiate between breakfast & supper or ramen & la mian.I have always been fascinated, intrigued, irritated and inspired by bloggers and their blogs.like underwear, one will wear this recollection to carry out one’s mundane routine, providing comfort and support in more ways than one.There's something pretentious about it, I feel.For everything.A thick skin he wished he had this afternoon.Somewhere between dial-ups and broadbands.Who would have thought that a piece of pandan (screwpine) leave and a dainty white chrysanthemum could go so well together?When was the last time Robbie Williams had a real great hit?Here, at Ma Maison, my house.Your blood never felt so fresh.For the mains, an interesting observation was the ability of the dishes to complement each other, in an arbitrary manner.A good Delhi Belly at that.Dan jangan kita lupa bahawa kepimpinan itu cuma pendorong dan kewarasan serta kematangan minda masih menentukan arah tujuan hidup kita.I wish her well.Perfection = Taste + Aroma + TextureMy tastebuds are laughing at me.Black Tie, White LieWhats even harder is a chance to reminisce those good old days of Cantopop with your long-time friends.I guess I will never know until I find what I have been looking for.As weekends are more or less similar to a RM50 pre-paid reload these days, (in true kiasuism fashion) should we make full of the 2880 minutes by catching up on things/people we missed or should we save up our qi (or credit) and just chill, and enjoy the tranquility away?The smell of butter was haunting, as I unwrapped your skimpiest of sheets.A few minutes ago, I was still in dreamland, having an intimate moment with my maguro sashimi and I was about to devour it.Filgrimages (food pilgrimages) are paid to Geylang whenever time permits.Turns 1 today.If the quality of everything else local is as good as this, I'm all game for it.But let us continue to celebrate this festival that provides us with good food, not just for the stomach, but also for the soul.