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mommy talk at 15 weeks : yesterday we saw sikecik on the screen and he/she was squatting under my huge placenta moving only her/his fingers. naughty huh..planning something smart darling?
anyways, i've been in some rough weeks lately. work has definitely take a toll on my body. so i had to organise a big training event in Bangkok. i was running on adrenaline i suppose. i had too much energy during the bangkok meeting and lost it when I reach KL. I became a Zombie a week after!
I always promised my husband, since my work has this travelling perks, we could use that to have our own time away from KL. So we planned to have a weekend in Bangkok that was after my big training event. Even though I could get special rate at the hotel I used for my meeting, I decided to find a much cheaper lodging option just to have more cash for my favorite activity - SHOPPING. I mean come on....tell me who does not shop in Bangkok???

So i searched for some cheap hostel just like what I did during my Europe solo trip in 2008, and found a nice guesthouse located nicely in the city center in Silom called Sunflower Place. we booked a double room with a bathroom ensuite for RM78 per night. it is clean, central location, close to a skytrain station, newly renovated, and has a small balcony!..it was run like a B&B by a Thai couple, whom were extremely helpful. they made a personal call to our room just to ask if we need info about some halal eating place around the vicinity, isnt that sweet?..the bad point is just the rock hard mattress that will not be too inviting for honeymooners, even more for babymooners :P like us





food
i am a huge sucker for food (eh i always say this kan..think in some other previous posts too). Its just that during my pregnancy, i do not have too crazy appetite . But it doesnt bother me much, cos i still love finding place to eat and try out weird stuff (as long as it is halal).
i had some funny craving with Durian when we were there. we were at the fruit and flower market when i saw a durian stall, and i said i want that badddddlyyyyyy...i was planning to eat it there and then, but hubby says, lets tapau and eat wherever. i was like OK,, yeayyyyy..

So the durian journey starts. we walked around bangkok city till it was dinner time. We had difficulties in finding a place to eat, until we found the place, i was really in need to sink my teeth in the fluffy durian (i sound like a vampire). and i plead to my husband if i can have it in the restaurant. he gave me a look like telling me..'hey the smell will get everywhere and we will be thrown out from this restaurant, please behave'. i was like ookayyyyyyy....
then we finished dinner and decided to shop in patpong and took a tuktuk to suan lum night bazaar. the durian was with me all the time..ergh. even one t-shirt seller noticed my durian and i told him 'dont touch it, its MINE'. after all the shopping and sweating and yet we still have the durian UNTOUCHED. we decided to head back home to the guesthouse and use the underground subway (Metro). an old Thai lady saw me carrying the durian and 'mengadu' to the Metro security guard. and husband and I were asked to go outside 'SIR, NO DURIANS ALLOWED HERE'..Buggerrrrr. i was so upset and nearly cried because i want to go back but i still need to have my duriannnnnn..husband decided to hide the durian somewhere and carry the precious. he was quiet, like also upset - but with confidence asked me to follow him in. and we managed to get in the train unharmed and unharassed.
husband asked me to put the durian outside at the balcony. and i straight away had my own private time enjoying my ong awaited durian feast ALONE. husband not interested, maybe after all the agony and misery. whatever. but its so satisfying and fulfilling having durian in this nowhere, i felt insatiable (apekah).
the next day, the durian smell starts to creep inside our room (maybe the sun and heat triggered the gas and ...) . so thinking of how to dispose the durian unnoticed by the guesthouse ppl. husband again became the saviour (whoelse is there? i'm hopeless remember?) and make a big marathon to the dumpsters and throw away the smelly durian. (while i distract the receptioninst by asking stupid question)..we were like Mr. and Mrs Smith kan hahahhaa..Thank you darling for all your sacrifices and stunts in ensuring my pregnancy well being taken care of..huhuh..love you.
anyways..i was planning to review food rightttt..i digress like alottt.*sigh
learning from my past trips to Phnom Penh, i cautioned myself that this trip would be a busy working trip that will make it hard to even catchup with meal times. i dont have the luxury to go out and find food, and finding halal food will be even more excruciating. so i tapau from home a pack of Gardenia bread and a jar of peanut butter. i dont want to starve myself and it so not good with the little one trying to survive inside my tummy.
but when i reach my hotel, i saw a sign just beside the alley - USMAN MUSLIM FOOD. i wanted to cry with joy! this is going to be easy. so this trip turned to be a Jalan Jalan Cari Makan trip, and i think i would do you people good by reviewing some of he halal places we went. so lets have a look:
USMAN MUSLIM FOOD
It is located just beside the hotel where i stayed, the Imperial Queens Park at Sukhumvit Soi 16. It is a very small family run restaurant, offering excuisite Thai food. The owner is a Muslim from Southern of Thai. I had Spicy Pad Thai (Kuey Teow) with blackpepper. I was bawled by the extreme spiciness. imagine they put fresh blackpepper with it branches (rantings) and lots of small cili apis...FIRE!!
If you go there you will have a chance to meet at least one Malaysian. Some of them have been working there for years and some just having a short trip for holiday/work. And funny thing is we will exchange looks and greet each other before starting conversations across the table
'kerja kê'..'takdelah..jalan2'..' panaskan'..and so onnnnn
i went again with husband, and we had a full course tom yam kung, garlic kangkung and lots more. its cheap, delicious and marvellous!!





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