The crazy thing about cravings is that you want the normal things at the oddest hours.
Where do you get tau foo fah or loh-mai kai at 4pm?
Where do you get a slice of fruity fresh-creamed cake in the middle of the night?
How to get your mother's fried bee-hoon when she's in Hong Kong for a week?
I feel like I want more and more of tom yam...
Nasi lemak is always welcome.
Other times I just think of KFC and the coleslaw.
My babies are all so Malaysian in taste.
There are already a few times after a meal I feel like I'm full but not satisfied.