Thursday, September 11, 2008

Hann talks about food

On our way home from Ah-Gong's house...

Papa was carrying me and I suddenly pointed at him and said,

"You is roti prata!"

(pardon my bad grammar. I'm still learning.)


We bought dinner to Ye-Ye's house but I insisted on eating Char Siew Bao.

My parents kept telling me that they didn't buy.

When we reached YeYe's carpark, I said,

"I want Auntie Ros (YeYe's maid) to sell Char Siew Bao."

Mummy acting shocked, said,

"Auntie Ros cannot sell Char Siew Bao! Police will catch her." (labor law)

"Police always catch the Char Siew Bao," I lamented.

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