lrt blues and the balitong tango

Friday, March 24, 2006

today for dinner, cina decided to hit up jalan alor. hey, don't look at me. i'm just as clueless as to where that is O.o apparently it's just right behind bintang walk.

so my journey began from the lrt station at kelana jaya ^^; chris and emily abandoned me at the last minute so i had to sit in the lrt by myself and look thoughtful while mentally ticking off the lrt stops ;/
yep, from kelana jaya to klcc is about oh, 40 minutes of being squished between people who just got off work -_-
seriously, i think malaysians have this courtesy problem (once again, if you're ang moh, this does not apply to you :p)! for example: getting off the lrt is a bitch O.o theoretically, the people waiting to get in should stand to the sides, wait for the people leaving the lrt to actually GET OUT of the bloody thing and then proceed in. simple concept yes?

but noooooooooooo!
you have people that rush up to the lrt door as soon as the lrt stops at the platform and literally press their faces up against the bloody door. last i recalled, i don't think malaysia is as technologically advanced so much so that you need a face print recognition to open doors. i hope your hair gets caught and you die a terrible death you impatient bitches.
for fuck's sake, i've been stuck on a train for 40 minutes and (unfortunately) have been sitting next to a big burly guy who makes me cry every time he raises his arms. do you actually think i really want to see your face two inches away from mine when the bloody doors open? you wouldn't too, am i right?

so back the fuck off and let us leave the train without having to touch you.

anyway, after my adventures on the lrt, i met up with chris and emily and we met up with cina who brought us to jalan alor :D
and i'm going to be ambitious and show you the place where we had dinner:

jln alor restaurant

i have no idea what the name of the restaurant is lol O.o
we just sat close enough to keep an eye on cina's car ;x

cina, chris and emily
cina, chris and emily

so we ordered an obnoxiously huge amount of food:

lol food

from left to right going clockwise we have grilled chicken wings, hokkien noodles, cantonese fried noodles, balitong, some icky vegetable and grilled stingray xD

even though i'm malaysian, it's a shame to say this is the first time i've ever had balitong O.o and quite possibly the last :P

balitong

i have terrible photography skills, so bear with me <3

SO, among the four of us, only chris has the uhm, balitong extraction skill. just means that she sucks really well ;) according to chris, to dislodge the meat, we're supposed to suck the front of the shell, followed by the end and then one big and quick suck up front. oh yes, and you're supposed to do it at an angle to maximize suction potential O.o

balitong upclose

i nearly choked on my first balitong from all the sucking -_- and i reckon my face pretty much turned blue in the process of doing so O.o stubborn little fuckers. for every one balitong i ate, another three would be on my plate looking back, mocking my inability to pry them out. i'm going back to my readily opened lala the next time we come here -_-

i even tried blowing instead of sucking, hoping that the TINY piece of shellfish would just pop out and let me eat it O.o seriously.
cina beat me to it though hahaha she's tried everything but taking a hammer to the balitong xD don't you dare laugh, i'd like to see you try without having your eyes bulge out in frustration after the first three minutes :P

in the end, chris still reigns supreme as champion balitong sucker lol although, cina and i did agree that the shorter ones were easier to suck on while chris preferred the longer ones ;) i don't know... i still think it comes out quicker from the shorter ones and from the smaller opening ^^;

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