Baru mendapat khabar dari koresponden TV9 di Dubai bahawa video rakaman Bazaar Ramadan ini akan muncul menemui penonton Berita TV9 malam ini ( Isnin Sept 8th ).
The above - updated with you-tube video recording of the first Bazaar Ramadan in UAE! OOopppss, 51 and not 31 as said at the end of the video! Tersasul sbb cuaca boleh tahan panassss....hehehe
2pm today LiL called me at the office to ask for the gas man's number. She has just started to cook for our Iftar when the gas ran out. No fuss there! I gave her the number and she said, "Lucky it is only 2pm!"
Yes, lucky indeed, I thought to myself.
When I arrived home at 4pm, she was outside tending to the plants. It was still hot, so I asked her, "What are you doing in the sun?"
She wiped her face and replied, "I am waiting for the gas man. He said he was on the way!"
"That was 2 hours ago!"I queried.
"Yes, since 2 hours ago I have called him four times and each time he told me 'On the way madam!'."
Lil was obviously agitated. I walked into the kitchen and saw two pieces of crabs in the frying pan - half fried and lots more awaiting frying. The rice has been cooked using the electrical rice cooker. Vegetables readily chopped and washed, not yet cooked. To show my concern, I called the gas man, after reminding myself to remain cool.
"Sir, on the way sir!" came the reply.
"Where the *toots* you? You have been on your *toots* way since 2pm. We want to cook ! You understand!!" Oh my God, I lost my cool. Ermmmm.....
"Sir, you want gas, yes! I on my way sir!" He was like a broken record programmed to repeat the same line.
"How far? what time?" I asked.
"On the way sir!"
I gave up.
We decided to wait, patiently. LiL and I kept ourselves busy googling for recipes to cook for the Ramadan Bazaar this coming Friday. We want to open up a stall, and have even decided to name our stall 'Rencah Ranches'. We were having fun, and spent good time in here and here looking and copying recipes for traditional Malay Kuih. Thank you!!
6pm, and our gas man did not arrive. We took a decision to buy food. But where? No warung or pasar ramadan we can drive to. We asked the children what they wanted, and almost in unison came a reply, "Burger King!!!". Huh - burger for iftar!
"Why not........" I said, and gestured to LiL to come with me to the Burger King, a mere 10 minutes drive from home.
Today, someone has been trying to deliver our gas supply, and he has been on his way since 2pm. For five freaking hours, a flight from Bombay would have touched down and taxied safely in Dubai, and we could have collected our gas cylinder at the arrival hall!!!
But but.....the burger was good, I tell yea!!!!
Top: Burger plus dates. Above, crabs - left uncooked!
