Mum's Birthday

.Bro, mum and the horridly dark-skinned me.

"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."

.There is no substitute for her.

No more eating out this year. So i whipped up something that the poo and I discovered by chance one night. Honey Garlic chicken in Beer Sauce! It was one of those eureka moments where we ran out of chicken stock, i opened the fridge door, dozens of Tiger beers sit infront of me, "Why dont we use beer instead?!! "mmMMmm, yeaaa!" It turned out to be insanely delicious. So i thought i could impress my mum tonight. kekeke.

The 1st time the poo and i made it, it was for the both of us. This time i had to cook for 6 person. So i added water. BAD CHOICE. When dinner was served, i looked hard at everyone on the table... waiting for that mMMm to come. I analysed faces... waiting for that wide-eye expression to come.

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Staring at my dad "How is it??? You like it??" "Hmmm, ya not bad" To my mum "It is ok?" "Ya ok, whilst contemplating whether she can finish it all" To my brother who is picking rather painfully at his food.

.Think i failed miserably.