April 13, 2009
DEAR DIARY ;
It is definitely once in a blue moon that my dad would enter NTUC to do marketing. And I just had to capture down this rare moment that makes me feel so blessed.
And the buying, washing and cooking of this dish requires the combined efforts of both the mom and the dad. All I have to do is to eat, which is pretty much in my favor. (:
I just had to give such an expressions because my dad took me on rounds and my sandals decided to give way at the exact moment when I was feel irritated due to the long wait. NTUC isn't exactly a very nice place to shop in either. I don't like to squeeze with the crowds.
Here's dear dad trying to make a choice. If its me, I would just grab...but dad actually took the effort to stand there to choose carefully to ensure that the crab is a good one (tasty in this context). He took 15 minutes just to make a choice.
When I eat the crab, I'm reminded of his effort. HAHA! :D
Oh and you all see the plastic he's holding. I didn't know they had different plastics for crabs. Initially I took the normal thin plastic that you would see commonly at NTUC but dad says that is too thin, the crab has sharp points. After some time of discussing and all,
WE SAW THE BIG PLASTIC RIGHT BESIDE SPECIALLY FOR THE CRAB! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I cannot help but really laugh out loud at that time.
Then being kaypoh Singaporeans, a group of people walked over trying to see what's so interesting.
Mom cooked the crab for us at home. In my memory, my dad cook the best crabs...but my mom...HAHA. I have some doubts. And I had even more doubts after our conversation....
D: Mommy you sure you know?
M: Ya, I thought of how to cook it when I sleep
D: HUH! -,-
SLEEP ALSO CAN GET IDEA ON HOW TO COOK CRAB AH! :0
The end product.
Really not bad
leh!
Maybe next time if I got a lot to think about, I would guess go to sleep and I would know the answers. Sounds like some show from TVB. Next time when my mother sleep I will tell her what I want to eat so that she will dream of how to cook it... then I can eat.
Here's my mother loyal supporter. No matter what she cooks, my dad will just show this...
"Thumbs up"This is why my mother is so motivated to cook and explore cookery.
She got someone to eat for her!!!!!
I love my dad for being like this! Family bliss!
WAIT, and that is not all...... apart from the crab that he got us once in a blue moon,
HE GOT ME A PAIR OF FLATS TOO YOU KNOW. My dad seldom buys such stuff for me.
AND HE KNOWS MY FEET SIZE, SO AMAZING. When I got the flats, I was so excited that I send my mom this message:
Dad got me new flats *winks*.
And to make sure no one hinted him my size, I asked him in the car when he picked me up.
D: You know my feet size
Dad: *Irritated look* 4
lah!
When my dad does stuffs like that, I feel so loved.
I found out today that my dad knows me even when I think he doesn't.
PS: 4 is a dangerous size. Sometimes, its too big. I have to remind my dad to get me 3 and a half next time if there is.
:D:D:D
Here's dear dad trying to make a choice. If its me, I would just grab...but dad actually took the effort to stand there to choose carefully to ensure that the crab is a good one (tasty in this context). He took 15 minutes just to make a choice.
Oh and you all see the plastic he's holding. I didn't know they had different plastics for crabs. Initially I took the normal thin plastic that you would see commonly at NTUC but dad says that is too thin, the crab has sharp points. After some time of discussing and all, WE SAW THE BIG PLASTIC RIGHT BESIDE SPECIALLY FOR THE CRAB! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I cannot help but really laugh out loud at that time.
The end product.
