Breakfast

sometimes, there are things that you hope it would repeat countless times.

there are lots of kinds of breakfast. a good breakfast does bring a bright mood to the rest of the day.

someday, it was just a simple packet of low fat Dutch lady milk,

some earlier days, it was a happy picnic of nasi lemak in classroom( which costs us standing on table at the age of 18.)

some days, it was some brunch( sometime even is lunch) bought by my pa which supposed to be my breakfast.

my family rarely,really rarely sit together and have breakfast.

but that morning, a pot of porridge, some zui kueh, some yam kueh.

i really hope it would repeat again.

the yam kueh i share with my ma,

taste nicest. really.