“The more one judges, the less one loves…” - Honoré de Balzac
Last night, hubby complained again of his headache. The persistent pain started right after his deep water fishing outing with friends last weekend. Our initial diagnose was heat stroke, nothing more. While massaging his neck I complained of pain in my wrist.'
‘Pasal tumbuk sambal belacan tadi…’
‘Sedap sambal belacan you, yang..’
‘A ah.. Sara pun menjilat jari he he..’''
I have not tasted my own sambal belacan for a very long time and this is the first time I am using my new lesung. It is big and heavy. They said Penang makes the best belacan but I was using Melaka made this time with fresh red chilies, generous squeeze of lime and a pinch of sugar.
This morning before subuh prayer, hubby was in the wash room for longer than usual. I peeked and saw him, one hand massaging his head and the other, rubbing his tummy.
‘sakit perut pulak, yang…’
‘mesti sebab makan my sambal belacan malam tadi.. he he’''
With his current condition, how to enjoy this long weekend...