My weekend was spent with a workaholic Kamal and an unwell Khalish. No trip to Pahang as initially planned. Not even a blog post although I truly wanted to write about 'iftar with 9498 chums'. These chums who are still as fun as they were 17 years ago.
We chose to break the fast at The Manhattan Fish Market, just like we did two years ago. A tradition that will remain as long as the restaurants are available in Malaysia. The only change was the venue that hosted the restaurant and the attendees. Last year, there were eight of us at The Manhattan Fish Market, KLCC. This year, there were five of us at the same restaurant, Pavilion. The number of attendees did not matter though; we were just as loud as if all of us were there. The early birds took a stroll inside and outside the mall after we have placed food orders for everyone. Elis and Nana arrived in time for us to exchange greetings. We only discussed topics after Maghrib prayer. One of the topics discussed: how we loved the seafood platters! Heh.
As always, there was never a dull moment with these chums. We: ate, laughed, talked, laughed, photographed, laughed. When we could not laugh, particularly with food in our mouths, we would still smile. Yes, never a dull moment. These chums, including those who were not around then, have been my youth serum, what with the high dose of laughter. Of course, we did know when to be serious, too. Only to laugh again when Elis started to laugh. Ha ha!
For dessert, we had more personal stories to share and cheese & chocolate layer cake to savour. Thank you, Nana. That was heavenly. In the middle of the dinner, Kamal, who happened to be near Pavilion then, phoned and asked the estimated time for him to fetch me. The moment I said "9:30 p.m.", the chums simultaneously hollered "10!"
We were among the first to reach the restaurant, and the last to leave. A norm. We have just met, true, but I can't wait for my next youth serum treatment!