With an acronym as such, there was no difficulty striking a conversation with the owner of CSI, Gary May, to find out more about his "killer" Cajun dishes. Less said is more, so he promptly strutted out his stuff:
(From top to bottom):
Soup of the day (in this case clear veggie) with the variety of breads and rolls.
New York Cheesecake with strwberry topping and oreo crust. Divine!
Sundae Brownie with pecan and fudge topping. To die for.
(Fr left, back row):
Seafood Quesadillas, BBQ Beef ribs (yummy!!!!) Taco Bowl with special Ranch dressing.
(Fr left, front):
Rainbow trout glazed with honey, pecan and huckleberries; Grilled halibut with Jambalaya rice, Chilly Fries.
Check them out:
B-G-01, Jln SS6/20, Dataran Glomac, Pusat Bandar Kelana Jaya, Selangor.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Not Worth the Compromise
It was Nick's 11th birthday tonight. Well, technically his birthday was yesterday, but we celebrated it tonight coz there was Krsytle & Jared's wedding yesterday. There were more than 20 people at Nick's bash, mostly adults. I can't believe he's already in Standard Five! Seemed like yesterday when I held him as a newborn, took loads and loads of photos of him, watched as he got disciplined, etc...
During the dinner I had another spasm attack. My facial muscles jammed up first, followed by tingling sensation on my arms. I started to palpitate. Great. Just as I was about to attack the nicest part of the dinner too... in moments like these I really begin to think that I would not be able to outlive the people at the table. Given, some of them are like in their 50s but they seemed to enjoy more robust health.
That's fine with me.
The idea is not to live the longest, but to max it out in obedience to God.
Nick's parents are my godbro and godsis. They took me under their wing when I was a homeless ,persecuted young Christian. Not only that, they invested years of their time and money on me, sacrificed and did things that could only come from Love Above. If it weren't for them and my godparents, I would have become a lesser person.
And in those years they never murmured. Once when I told my godbro how I appreciated him, he said, "you know, one day I hope you be the same person to someone else."
The dinner tonight was not just another birthday party. It was another chance to be thankful for the friends that we have, to drink in the merriment and cherish the bonding - something you can't buy, shouldn't postpone and can never re-enact.
Everytime I met my godbro and godsis, I am reminded never to compromise on my relationships. It is never worth it.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Dammed (up) Place
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