Om Nom Nom

It looks like from now, I’m gonna meet up with my friends every Friday for a meal and a chat.

We went to Zam Zam for dinner on Saturday. It’s been a long time since there was a gathering this huge. We took up four tables, and damn, the other patrons aren’t happy.

Ate until we had to literally crawl out of there.

I’m serious. The murthabak there is monster sized. Worse, four people shared two. Plus we had to order our own personal dish too. The nasi briyani isn’t as fantastic as I expected though. It was really dry, no matter how much curry I smeared. Plus there was all these bone fragments too. Not pleasant.

Right after that we went to a mall (forgot its name) and we took pictures. The old security guard there told us not to take pictures, not for security reasons, but because of the spirits apparently haunting the place. He told us his experience working there. For one, while he was inspecting the car park, someone or something threw sand at him and told us how that place was a Muslim graveyard. But we didn’t give a shit though. Still he was kind enough to help us take that group picture.