今天去天虹超市买东西时，看到慧爱吃的泡面，我就买了一箱回去。这个牌子的米线好好吃的。我也喜欢上这个口味了。
回忆和她三根半夜一起吃泡面的日子。。。好怀念啊！
三根了，思念了！
把泡面的盖打开了，热水倒进去，把筷子拿出来了。。。好想拿给她吃。
算一算，今天慧离开我八十天了。
Tag: food
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哀伤记の第四十二天: 我今天又发现
刚才去超市买东西了。不知道怎么的就在零食区挑零食了。我什么时候开始会有吃零食的习惯呢？怎么现在每次逛超市都会买零食了呢？想了一下，我从今天又发现我现在看电视时也会找点零食吃了。
吃零食是慧的爱好，买零食就这样的变成了我的习惯。
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想吃我做的肉骨茶吗？
前几天觉得无聊了想做点有趣的事就一大早起来去买猪肉和配料做肉骨茶。忙了整个上午，煲了三个多钟终于煲好了香香浓浓的肉骨茶。
那香香的肉味，浓浓的药材味，从我鼻子飘过。。。吾吾吾。。。 好香啊！
就这样的和好朋友们享受自己做的美食，听听音乐，吹吹水就这样的过了下午。
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哀伤记の第十二天：老公吃饭了
没劲的我又开始胡思乱想。受不了没有她的孤单和寂寞，我又开车到隔壁镇，北海(Butterworth)去玩。
今天吃午饭时，听到隔壁桌说 “老公吃饭了”，我的心痛了一下，好难过，筷子掉了下来 还以为慧就在我身边。难受的咬着筷子哭了 因为隔壁桌的老婆叫的口音和方式就像慧叫我一样。隔壁桌让我想起了她第一次做饭给我吃时，慧也说 “老公吃饭了。”
看到图片吗？这是慧第一次为我做饭。好幸福的感觉。好想和她有个家。
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哀伤记の第三天：少了你的手背当枕头
发呆的我在上网消磨时间。心情很差因为我不知道她现在在哪，不知道她开不开心，不知道她饿了会吃饭吗。
肚子饿了去吃下午茶的时候了。我吃大包，叫杯 teh-tarik。
今天日子是在足球场过的。好久没踢球了。换了运动装我就冲到场上玩。好久没这样流汗了。
累了。困了。自从慧走了，我都没有一天睡得好就像那首歌。。。 少了你的手背当枕头我还不习惯。。。我舍不得也没有办法，该好好休息了。
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哀伤记の第二天：寂寞的夜晚
我睡的像个猪。可能是给昨天的行程累死了。
肚子又开始饿了。好想念这里的马来美食，我就去吃了。我也叫了一杯 teh-tarik. Teh-tarik 的中文名称因该是拉奶茶。拉奶茶是这里的普遍饮料就像我在大陆喝王老吉一样。
在大陆住了着么久，突然回到马来民族的地带，感觉是有点怪。我也开始用回我老家的方言和说话的风格。
又是夜晚了，感觉孤单，寂寞。好想听听她声来安慰我的扰乱的心情。忍受不了沈默寂寞的季节，我去酒吧喝酒了。一个人静静的坐着，看着五颜六色的灯光闪来闪去的，大大声的摇滚音乐碰碰着我的耳朵，我想起以前刚出道年轻的我在这些夜生活圈子里打交道。
虽然我周围都是人，到处都吵吵闹闹的，我的心，还是空淡淡的。
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买东西 吃东西
买东西，吃东西，买东西，吃东西… that what I did today. I left for Hongkong in the morning and do my shopping. It was tiring but fun.
Before I headed back to cross the border, I went to Pizza Hut and had my meal. I ordered a personal pan pizza, Caesar salad, chicken drumlets, Minestrone soup with puffy pastry, garlic bread and my iced lemon tea.
I had a great shopping and ended with a great meal.
I bought a lot of The Body Shop stuffs and the SonyEricsson bluetooth headset.
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My Friend, Desmond
This was my friend Desmond. During my depression days, he took good care of me. It was in China when we first met and over the years we became good friends because of common interests.
He was a big eater. One person could have a meal of three persons. Looked at the Lobster Laska. That was his desert after the main course Mandarin Chicken Rice.
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Why I Like To Eat Kidney Beans
GF: Dear, do you know what is this call?
ME: Bean loh!
GF: Ya! What kind of bean?
ME: Err… big red bean?
GF: No! Guess again?
ME: Arr… I don’t know.
GF: Is call, kidney bean, dear.
That was how I knew this was called kidney bean. When I dated her, she loved to eat kidney beans. When we went for salad buffet, we would fill our stomach with a big bowl of it. That was how I began to like to eat kidney bean.
I got myself a big spoonful of the bean and while I was eating it, my heart suddenly felt lonely, wanted to cry and I thought of her again. I thought of the joy we shared together eating the beans, forked one bean at a time feeding one another. This is our love recipes with kidney beans.
