We had dinner at Satay Club City Plaza last Saturday - my mom, my baby bird and me. It was to celebrate Mothers' Day. My mom liked the el cheapo air purifier we got her. Ok ok it was my idea but MLB chose the essential oil. Good choice eucalyptus. Helps with the breathing it said on the bottle.

The food there was SUPERB with a capital W. We each had a humongous plate of fried rice, different styles all with two sides of fried kai lan and prawn omeetlete but the star dish of the night was DEFINITELY, HAD TO BE, CONFIRM CHOP PLUS GUARANTEE the satay.

Yeeesss the satay was superb to the max. Juicy *slurp*, succulent *slurp* and lip-smacking GOOOOD. I, Goat Almighty ordered a bunch of 30 sticks of satay in mutton, beef and chicken flavours and ended up devouring 20 of those. The poor women had no chance, no chance at all.

The service was dang poor though but we could live with that. We went there coz we heard the food was good and we weren't disappointed, so that's that.

Then we spent like 20 million hours accompanying my mom at First Lady shopping for clothes for my fat sister in Perth, her kids and friends. We only spent five minutes looking for the other people's clothes.

The rest of the 20 million hours was spent finding something in my sister's size. We finally found something at the backroom, somewhere at the bottom of some pile.

The sales assistant said the last time they got something from that far back and far down in the backroom was when some sumo wrestler came by. That was years back when US Masters were the coolest school shoes in the universe.

So we're glad that one's over.

My mom was happy we brought her out. She was especially happy to spend time with MLB. I mean who cares about me right? I'm only like her son or something. Big hairy deal.

Oh ya, MLB and I had brunch at Burger King and I have to say that their breakfast menu is top of the world. A class of their own. I was just shaking my head going "Mm mm mm" coz it was THAT satisfying.

I can't remember what I had but I had two sandwiches while MLB had some kinda um, I can't remember what she had either, but they were juicy, moist and fluffy. In fact they remind me of cats. Go take your kids to BK one of these days. They'd be thrilled.