mardi 2 septembre 2008 00:54
"one garlic chicken cutlet please."
"what?!? im sorry miss, there is no such thing, please take a look at the menu properly."
with a look of utmost grotesque, the girl turns behind and gives her brother a look of bizarro, probably thinking that the hawker was mad. that girl was my sister, and as i showed her a look of doubt along with my shrugged shoulders, my sister made a point to double check with my mother's choice of the menu. and that was when my mother went :
"there! garlic chicken what! where got don't have!"
*points to the bottom left corner of the menu with great confidence**
both my sister and i made a double check with the part of the menu my mother had pointed to, it said grilled chicken chop. the people standing behind in the queue laughed.
oh mothers~
i lovee my mum, i guess she just makes me go all cupful of mixed emotions.
anger, hunger, annoyance, cuteness, comedy and innocence all blended into a salad of my everyday life. what can be better than spending quality time getting annoyed and teased by our mother's many antics, i wonder.
