Nostalgic Sunday

I miss my restaurant that I left back in KK.

And, knowing the fact that I will not return there anymore pains me. Greatly.

I will not be able to admire the far away sea from its balcony, nor able to cook in its stainless kitchen which was designed primarily by me with pride and love.

I miss cooking up a storm at the satellite kitchen at the front while some die-hard, repeat customers-now buddies sat across me, drinking their teh tarik and enjoying the after office hours. Just chatting about stuff.

From this junk when I bought it……






and transformed it……….

 into this…..





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