Night Train

To meet up with Anita and the boys in Gombak, I decided against driving there. I knew that Anita would be tired to drive on her own, and so I decided to take the LRT there.

It wasn't bad at the stations but getting to the station and walking away once I got off to my in-law's place was rather intimidating. For some reason, the stations were not blessed with ample lighting. Maybe to save on the cost.

One good thing about the trip was the good cellular coverage throughout the journey. And it was good to see that there were plenty of people using public transport late on a Sunday night as I did. It was definitely not that bad.

At Yeast Again

It was still early when I arrived at Bangsar. Way before lunchtime. The breakfast menu was still available. Anita was still on the way, and so I took the table and ordered for her.

Even at this hour, the restaurant was already half full. The late morning crowd was just about to leave while those coming for early lunch was already outside. A few "reserved" signs were put up at the table around me. I was sure that by the time lunch was in full swing, there would be queue outside.

By the time Anita arrived, the tables around us were already taken.

Yeast was fast becoming our go to place lately. The combination of cosy ambiance, great waiters and outstanding food just did it for us. It being within a walking distance from Bangsar Village also helped.

The menu was simple and there was not that many item on show. But the quality more than made up for the quantity.

Deepavali Morning

The morning started early with a few phone calls, which prompted an early ward round. Once that was done, I realised it was still early and the admission had yet to start.

I had a quick read on the Facebook and found out that some friends were actually having breakfast nearby. Anita suggested that we join them and I went straight to pick Anita up and join them for breakfast-cum-lunch.

It was a nice sunny morning to kick the day offTime to leave the apartmentWished I could've taken all these along ...

This was followed by an easy morning while waiting for the calls, carrying through lunch with a bit of shopping thrown in before I drove back to the hospital. The admission carried on until it was time to head back to the apartment for dinner, and I was just waiting for prayers before heading back to the hospital. Hopefully it would wind up early tonight as I had to start early tomorrow, plus the drive to Parkcity.

Back to the Usual

The weekend came and went. My return flight from Hong Kong got delayed, which spoilt Anita's plan to pick me up at the airport with the boys. By the time I came out of the departure hall, the boys were already cranky being there for almost 3 hours. But they had already had dinner and were aware that my flight would be delayed.

At least I didn't have to go around looking for taxi that evening. However the delay caused me to miss the first half of the Manchester derby. Unpacking came next and it was well past midnight when I finally got to sleep.

Monday morning was rather easy going as I didn't have any inpatient and my clinic was in the afternoon. So, I took the time to have a late breakfast in Bangsar while sorting out some personal banking matters. By the time I reached home that evening, I was already spent and couldn't wait to get straight to bed.

Back for the usual routine then, especially when one of my colleagues would be away for the weekend. I also had a medical call coming ....

EAT ME!

I wasn't being rude here, but that was just the name of the cafe at Telawi, Bangsar which we visited last Saturday evening. Anita had been talking about having churros for quite some time. It brought back memories of us strolling at Hyde Park 20 years ago when we bumped into a stall selling what was called "Brazillian Doughnut". It suspiciously looked like churros though, and Anita loved that.

She finally got her wish, all the four of us parked our van at Bangsar Village II and walked across - in the haze - towards the cafe. It was located right next to KGB (Killer Gourmet Burger) - and I believed that they share the same owner.

It was essentially a cute little cafe mainly serving desserts and chocolates. Nothing heavy on the menu, and churros was one of the main feature. We sat down and Anita ordered the churros with milk chocolate dip, I had a creme brule while Irfan had a lovely chocolate waffles. The drinks were also pretty fancy with me ordering iced tea infused with mango.

The churros came out first, and it was rather hard - not as soft as I remembered and certainly it was no doughnut. My creme brule was excellent although it could do better with less herbs. Irfan's waffles was too rich and he only managed a quarter of the portion.

Anita's hot chocolate and my iced teaIrfan's pick soda floatsIrfan desperately trying to go through his waffleDone with my creme bruleThe decorations was best described as pastel-theme. The seats were confortable and once you were inside, you would be insulated from the noise outside. The soothing background music also made a difference and there was wifi as well, but I just used my faster LTE instead.

On the whole, it was a nice little place to unwind and we would not mind going there again. The pricing I thought was rather steep but I understood that that was the going rate for the ambiance and quality food nowadays. We might order the churros again next time just to make sure that the less-than-expected delivery was just a one-off. But even without the churros, there were enough going for the cafe for us to come back. It had competition however, no less that Jasmyn's just a couple of doors down.