Written by lainie at 01:35 PM on May 25, 2008.

So, we've not started on the restaurant section of the guidebook yet, but I figured I should ask now*. Does anyone know where to get Sabahan / Sarawakian food in Kuala Lumpur - I am sorry but I am not referring to kolo mee, of which most KL varieties are inadequate on the delicious scale

Let's start with Kadazan cuisine. Any restaurants / stalls / cafes / whatnot in Kuala Lumpur? It doesn't have to be entirely dedicated to the cuisine, just a few of the usual fish / sago dishes would do. If you know some place that sells even more than that, better still.

I can tell this is gonna be a bit of a bitch, huh?

*because I won't mind going myself either.

Random language wankery: If I called someone "homosexist", what would you think that means? Cause I coin* words all the time, and they make perfect sense to me - but I've long realised my paradigm doesn't necessarily apply to everyone (heck, anyone).

*The word homosexist most likely exists out there, so don't Google just yet. This isn't about being right, it's about what impression it would give you if I said "homosexist",because I'm curious.

Working on a Sunday in Bernice's home, accompanied by an adorable, pesky puppy called Luca. Considering most Sunday workplaces, I think I've got it pretty damn good.

Looking forward to dinner tonight with mother, cousins (Zen's belated birthday dinner) and extended family in Checkers (Bukit Damansara), a great restaurant I've not been to in ages. I don't know what we're getting tonight, but I like everything on the menu (meat, pasta, paella - goooood).

It's also the best restaurant for unintended humour - It's a cozy restaurant, and if someone calls and no one picks up the phone, the unsuspecting new diner's voice usually ends up being boomed out to the rest of the patrons via the answering machine; usually, in a variety of accents that take on a humorous effect when played very, very loudly:

 HALLO? CALL TO CEK RESELASHEN. IZZIT HALAL AH? WHERE I TURN LEF? I DRIVING NOW. WHICH TRAFFIC LAIT?

Especially when they show up speaking decent English, looking dignified, proper, etc. Then twenty minutes into their dinner, the next caller gets the answering machine, and all the other diners are quietly giggling into their food, trying not to get caught staring at their horrified expressions.

[ note: It is very mean to bring anyone vegetarian / muslim / pork-averse to Checkers ]

Sedih. My mother just sent me an sms: "Checker chup lup, dinner elsewhere".

Chup lup basically means to go bankrupt, or to close shop. Sedih. SEDIH . It's okay, there's still El Cerdo's to hold up the fort for pork dishes.