Archive for July, 2003

The allure of Rotiboy

Each time I take the train to KLCC, the moment I am near the entrance, I am assailed by the delicious smells of Rotiboy’s famous, well, Rotiboy. About a month or two old at KLCC, this devilishly simple yet seductive food of the masses manages to ruin my low carbo diet each and every time. And if the smells don’t draw you, the perpetual queues will.

Today, I bought ten just to give out to my hubby’s colleagues, RM1.50 buns of pure ecstacy.

But the alluring thing about Rotiboy goes beyond its culinary delights. As mentioned, it’s the sheer simplicity of this generous yet humble serving of flour, butter, caramel and what I suspect is a bit of coffee powder. The perfect blend of crispy on the outside, soft and warm in the inside, the aromatic sweet smell, coupled with the savoury baked taste – you must have eaten a LOT of bread and butter to come up with this potent concoction that’s seduced so many Malaysian commuters. Whoever’s behind this, kudos! You deserve every bite of your success!

For those who have yet to experience the simple yet wonderful Rotiboy, drop by at KLCC’s LRT entrance, Wisma Central or Low Yat Plaza. As for the directions – your nose will guide you!

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Teach by example

Yesterday evening, my hubby and I were engaged in a serious discussion about some rules and principles in the Tan house. Now that our daughter is of age to peer curiously at your private parts were you to walk around naked, we thought that considerable time should be spent determining some “house rules”, going beyond “don’t open the fridge” or “don’t talk to strangers.”

I thought it pertinent to note that we must teach by example. Reflecting on my own upbringing, which I dare say was completely devoid of such purposeful thought and planning because my parents were busy simply trying to make ends meet, I had always given the proper respect to my parents, for being parents. They were teachers, but they themselves never regarded the profession with more than the required enthusiasm to do their jobs well enough to be compensated every end of the month. In fact, they told my sister and me that there were better things to be in the world than teachers, and that we were not to even consider the vocation because of its mediocre returns.

As such, my sis and I thought very little of our parents’ professions. It was a means to an end, the end being our educations, and our futures. And this, I believe, made an impact on me, this very traditional method of coaxing you into doing well. “Study hard because we worked hard for you, we suffered for you”. It was very pressurising on us, especially on my sister who had a knack for doing well in her studies (I was more concerned with growing up ;) ). All this care not to waste our parents’ hard-earned money drove us to excel, and excel we did.

It was the same for Lokes, although not as blatantly. His parents, I believe, are the best sort of inlaws one could have ever asked for, and to top that, they were fantastically liberal parents as well. My mother-in-law told me that she never pressured her sons to do well. Of course, a standard, responsible amount of discipline was meted out but it was always with an understanding hand. Today, both sons are doing very well.

It’s really an exacting science, this parenting thing. On one hand you want to make sure you direct your child on the right path, and on the other, you don’t want to push. But if you don’t, what if she slacks, for children are naturally curious and may stray. As they become older, their sphere of incoming influence also becomes wider, and there are many things one cannot control. However, I believe that what one can control, is oneself.

Last night, Lokes and I pledged that we will lead by example. Do what I say, AND do what I do. There will be mistakes, and there will be times we will go astray. But becoming better people ourselves, we will become better parents, in that our children will grow to respect and love us not because thye have to, not because we tell them to, but because others respect and/or love us.

Easier said than done, yea? I guess we will just have to try. And the first thing to do, is to STOP walking around the house naked!

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Yesterday’s duds and tomorrow’s technology

It’s been a helluva week, and it’s only Wednesday.

Yesterday, I discovered that I had only two pieces of wearable clothing for work purposes. An hour to a meeting with 3com for my first assignment as Content Editor for Citrineone, a PR/content agency, a new contract I recently picked up to pad up my cash-strapped savings account, this horrific revelation resulted in 20 minutes of frantic rummaging, yielding a moldy pair of black pants that had not seen “the light of day”, as the Chinese like to say, for quite some time. This is what happens when you quit the rat race and opt to be a stay-at-home mom-cum-writer. You forget certain necessities, like clothes you wear out in public. After the tech briefing, I made a mental note to shop, something I hated to do because I am 20 kilos overweight, making trying on stuff a depressing exercise.

A memo to all SoHo freelancers who live in shorts: Be wary of turning into a fashion hermit. Be sure to allocate some time and money to buy some proper threads for that emergency.

A memo to cubicle dwellers and corporate-ladder climbers: Please excuse that fat lady you see in yesterday’s duds.

On the other hand, I just equipped my home office with a spanking new speed demon: a P4 3.06GHz dream machine with a Gigabyte dualbios motherboard with onboard every-damn0thing, 1 gig of DDr 266Mhz RAM and the ATI Radeon 9700 (could not afford the 9800 because it’s about RM1,000 more), as well as the latest Samsung combo drive and a 19-inch Philips flat screen monitor. It’s so beautiful we got the iCute Blue Light Special casing so we could show its innards off. This beauty has four fans, not including one inbuilt fan on the mobo. And all this for the love of gaming. I can’t be sure but I honestly improved in my Age of Mythology rankings with the 2Ghz+ increase in speed. I’m not kidding!

The damage? RM4, 110, not including the chip (got that free). Not bad. Not bad at all…

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