Macam nak Sambal

Rasa macam nak makan nasi dengan sambal! Tak kisah jenis sambal, asalkan sambal tu cukup rasa, cukup pedas, dan cukup!

Back to the days of my childhood. Didn't think that the simple pleasures of growing up in the village can be so hard to come by now. As a child, I loved having sambal, blended fried chilli paste. I could just have it with rice, and I would be happy. It was that simple. My father could never understand, it wasn't how he grew up. My mother had to teach the art of restrain to me, after all there were others who had not had their meals.

Right now, sitting in front of the telly, having just woken up after a 2-3 hours sleep, my mind is in a blur. I feel uncomfortable. There's a funny taste in my mouth, like I need to vomit but not so just yet. The side effect of sleeping, or not sleeping last night.

I want to have something familiar. Some comfort food. Like sambal. Right now, I only have biscuits on the plate and coffee. Sigh. No sambal.