Food fit for the Queen at Restoran Queen, Cheras! LOL…
OK, the surroundings are hardly fit for the Queen (but the Queen of DSLR
can la.. :P)
Do not look too closely at your surroundings. Best focus of the juicy stick of satay and the sterile looking styrofoam bowls of sauce. Oh yea, the individual bowls can really give one a false sense of hygienic security… truly. If ignorance is bliss, I’ll just stay ignorant for a while longer, thank you.
Sizzling hot, dancing wings.. I swear mine was popping and moving on the plate. The sizzling whispers from the oily, glistening, caramelized body, was the wing.. calling my name.. “Eat me Ciki!”
Love me.. love me whole.
“I bleed for you… I pour out my GUTS to you.. I love you from the depths of my intestine, my spleen. Will you not take me for all that I am?!” 😛
“Oh shut up. Say a prayer.”
They are not stingy with their porky bits. At RM6.00 you can feed an army with this stuff.
Check from time to time that you back-side is still intact. The gust of wind is not natural. It is in fact the motorcars zooming by at neck breaking speed as they try to run the motorcyclist over.
Finish up and get out quick before you lose a cheek. Butt cheek.
Opposite Queens Park Mall,
Where Jalan Shelley and Jalan Peel intersect,
(A very old part of KL town).