Went down to city with an extremely noisy stomach. And so..... what first came to mind was hometown food!! MD brought me to a Malaysian restaurant called Sambal Kampung located at Little Bourke Street. One funny thing that I found was the waitress who took our order. She's just like a robot. I can even describe the process precisely:
Step 1: She walked to our table. Looked at MD. MD ordered.
Step 2: She turned her head 150 degrees to the right. Looked at me. I ordered.
Step 3: She took our menus.
Step 4: She turned her body 180 degrees.
Step 5: She walked away.
As simple and as quiet as that. She also served our food to our table without uttering a single word. Ooo... not only are the food Malaysian, the service provided is also Malaysian, typical mamak style some more. Got a bit of reverse culture shock. Lololol.
Nasi lemak with beef rendang. The beef was very tender and it's just nice because I didn't get any meat stuck in between my teeth. This is not an egg-less nasi lemak. I was just too hungry, so the egg was already in my belly before I could remember to take a photo of it.
Sambal kampung fried rice. Nice until we drool. I don't know how to describe the taste. It was very very familiar but I can't remember where I tasted it before.
After shutting up our tummy, it's time to watch the hot guys tennis match: Tomic vs Federer. Can't believe Federer is just a few kilometers away from us. Lol.
Federer won! And this is what a crazy Federer fan will do: snap a close up picture of him on tv and assume she's the camera woman on the spot. Swt.


























