Sunday, July 08, 2007

Omitsu Koshi

I can wax lyrical about the japanese all day long - Hiro Nakamura "Yatta!! Herrooo, New York!!", Ken Watanabe, sashimi, vending machines, anime, harajuku girls ... but screw that, let's EAT!!

It's hard enough to find great Japanese restaurants and even harder to find a place to satisfy your sushi cravings for less dosh. Good thing we live near one.

This is my second visit to Omitsu Koshi and they've yet to disappoint with plenty of bento sets and a la carte items ... ahhh choices choices choices!

I chose my perennial favourites, California Rolls and Gyozas. The rolls were pretty good though they substituted the avocado for lettuce ... cheapos!

OCDMom ordered a Sashimi Zen set that came with a combination of salmon, tuna and yellowtail sashimi and a bowl of hot rice. And we had a Kaki Fry to share ... mmm deepfried goodness.

Dad ordered an Ebi Tempura set that looked pretty tasty though I thought they could've thrown in a couple more prawns.

California Roll : RM6
Gyoza : RM 9
Sashimi Zen set : RM 19
Kaki Fry : RM 25
Ebi Tempura set : RM 18

Omitsu Koshi
No 17 & 19, Jalan SS 22/23
Damansara Jaya
47400 Petaling Jaya

Ahhh ... satisfying. I could eat Japanese everyday.

Note: Photo quality is terrible when uploaded in blogger. I have no idea what is up!

Friday, July 06, 2007

Robots In Disguise

Ahh ... the sweet sweet lullaby of Optimus Prime transforming sooths the soul like cootchie coos and chocolate ice cream.

Nothing like non-stop big screen CG warfare for 2 hours to bring a smile on my face ... or The Boy's for that matter.

But why oh why oh why did they only have, I swear, 10 seconds of the Prime and Megatron showdown? And Prime got his arse kicked while Megatron had nary a superficial scratch on him! Did they run out of budget?! Did they run out of film reels?! We deserved MORE!

And now like a proper fangirl, I'm dedicating all my bandwidth to downloading every single Transformers episode.

"Autobots, roll out!"

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Mmm Blueberries

Blueberries were going for cheap + new oven = blueberry muffins!

While I do not profess to being a top chef, I can follow recipes. So I put on my apron and grab my trusty whisk.

mmm ... blueberry goodness

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Is The Floor Clean Clean Clean?

My mother is an obsessive compulsive cleaner. She is the vacuum wielding mistress of the house and will stop at nothing to suck the bejesus out of every nook and cranny in the house - if you're dust, you're dead to her.

While normal people would perhaps gape in shock and horror when they see a pint sized lady scrubbing floors like a cracked out hamster at 10pm, my family would shake our heads in mock annoyance and say "Oh look ... she's at it again".

Last night perhaps her OCD went on yet another overdrive, she dragged out the poor weary hoover and started filling up the dust bag at waitaminute ... *rubs eyes* 1 AM!!!

No it can't be! Who are you and where have you taken my mother?! Oh wait ... you ARE my mother.

Good thing we all sleep like logs.

Contrary to my mother's rationale, while we all appreciate having a floor clean enough to lick off, I'm sure sleeping through the night with a layer of idle dust will not result in all of us dying from asphyxia by dust.

Even after the late night vacuuming session didn't successfully end the cleaning hysteria.

My mother turned into a full blown sadistic dust destroyer, cruel and ruthless.

OCDMom: Suck it up, Private and let me see some elbow in that scrub!!
Me: Yes, Drill Sargeant! *whimper*
Me: YES, DRILL SARGEANT!! *scrubs floor vigorously*

Ok so there was a slight exaggeration ... I didn't call her drill sargeant.