Mama Noorah

"All styles are good except the tiresome kind. "

Voltaire 

It was a Sunday, 3rd of October, my friends and i went to check in at Mama Noorah. Our guts are crying to be filled with grub. Although our neighboring eating houses were KFC (nah! nakakasawa na), Hardees (we dont feel like eating hamburgers at that moment), Friday's (di kaya ng budget) and Applebees (quite expensive) which were all a walking distance from our villa, those four above were ruled out and Mama Noorah had our choice, simply because it's affordable.

As per my buddy Roger, this is just one of their many branches in the Kingdom, it was my first time to dine here, and so my always scrutinizing eyes went popping out by the fruit displays almost  everywhere, artistically designed and passionately decorated amongst the racks and stands with mirrors. (i didn't take shots of it though) but reality wise, the house is almost filled with fruits ranging from oranges, bananas, etc. I couldnt take my eyes off the shakes being made real time - pomegranate, orange, banana, kiwi, strawberry and mixed fruit shakes that left my tastebuds aching. ( i learnt later, that Mama Noorah is best known for its fresh juices)

We settled for a broasted chicken. I'm not really sure why it was called broasted instead of roasted. 

If Jollibee has it's inevitable gravy to match the chicken joy, i realized here that garlic gravy is the partner of chicken. I admit, this garlic thingee is more addicting in complementing the chicken's tender-juicy flesh and cripsy skin.

I think, (i'm not really sure), this one below is a variety of Dhal - topped with olive oil. I learnt that dhal is quite healthy as a source of protein.

Not to say the least, Kuboos (arabic bread) is everywhere here in the Kingdom. Most of the time, a sub for rice. Best eaten when it's hot!!!

We went out from the resto burping. And with smiles. (Next week ulit daw)







~mAc

The IT Crowd

"If you type google into Google, you can break the internet, so please no one try it! even for  joke"

Jen Barber (IT CROWD)

(SPOILER ALERT: Don't continue reading, mild spoilers ahead)

After 2 days of internet hiatus due to a temporary cut-off in our wifi line, i'm back again in the blogosphere.

Yikes! So i was bored to death during those two days without me connected to the cyberspace (well physically on my laptop eh!). And if you'd ask me how did i managed? I'm thankful to the company of Jen, Moss and Roy from the hit comedy series of Channel 4's the IT CROWD.

It would be an understatement to say that this super duper cool show is addictively flavored with so much wit and amusement that surely tickles the elusive tastes of uninhibited creatures. Well yeah! Before i got overseas, i prolly had watched twice, thrice of the two seasons back then of the IT Crowd. And during the two days off with no wifi in my room, thankfully i had those it crowd videos for the iPhone which then saved me from absolute boredom.

The one's below a classic from Jen and Denholm....

There were six episodes in each season, leaving me with hunger after doing a series marathon of all the episodes. I couldn't stop laughing out so hard and loud literally. Season three is so terrific; sad to say though that Denholm just had one appearance in an episode. His character died in season 2.

For those tv series fanatics who were accustomed and have been indulging so much into drama, crime scene actions and vampire saga love stories; shake up! and mind the other genres of today's hottest comedy team - The IT Crowd. I bet you won't regret after you'd watched an episode.

Folks, i hate to say this but, Jen's expressing of ideas, is just so impressively convincing. Take a look at this.

Tastefully, this comedy series has been my favorite of all time. It's surely an epic. A buster for those lonely moments that you may seem to forget the world for a while. 

~mAc

How Would You Know If Someone Loves You?

"When marrying, ask yourself this question: Do you believe that you will be able to converse well with this person into your old age? Everything else in marriage is transitory." 

Friedrich Nietzsche 

Okay stop right there. Your eyebrows are arching already. A close friend PMed me asking ... how do you know if someone loves you? can you tell if inlab na sayo yung tao? 

Without question and beyond doubt, she was referring to a romantic kind of love. I'm no expert when it comes to love and romantic relationships. I only had a few romantic relationship experiences; can be counted in the fingers, so when i tried to answer her question, my thoughts are not in a solitary expression, so i rested my fingers from typing on my keyboard and procrastinated in replying her back.

Hours passed and i'm infront of my screen again, trying to compose and gather my thoughts about the private message. My mind still in chaos, i can't really start my reply, and as if i cannot form the words trying to pop in my head on how to expound and give a clear and sound advice..

So i turned to my blog and here am i. I'd like you to share your thoughts re the above simple inquiry. When it comes to love topic, each of us has their own say, but my opinion really is, when it comes to love in relation to the question above, Love attains its true meaning between the two involved persons when there is a sincere affirmation of vows (i'm not talking about marriage vows)- i'm referring to the expression  of a passionate "i love you" (mostly from the males) and the romantically inclined answer of "i love you too" (from the females). Without those beautiful, emotive and definitive exchange of discourse, love, i guess wouldn't come in full circle. Despite the actions that depict love; despite the fact that action speaks louder than words. When it comes to love, there must be a full closure of verbal communication. Nonetheless, it'd just be an unfinished business - that creates an aftermath of someone hanging on the air. (that situation is kinda hard, isnt it?)

How about you? if you just dropped by on this blog and reading, might as well share your thoughts, I'm hoping that your responses would give peace and sobriety if not enlightenment to the really simple  yet meaningful question posted. Ciao.

~mAc

Changes

"From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs. "

Karl Marx 

There are times that i'm afraid of change, it suddenly creates a biting sensation in the deep recesses of the mind. It tries to make hollow emotions just by thinking of the future upon enacting such specifics in what you've been accustomed to. The effect ofcourse is relative to the point of view in each of us. Yet, i'd consider that the heart suffers the most... (rebuke me if i'm wrong).

Just recently, I made a course of change in my routinary Friday's activity, at first it was so difficult to come up with a solid decision; it's like a "to be or not to be" thinking. Executing just by the thought of it makes me realize immediately the goodness or the profound joy of being part of it; not wanting to let go suddenly springs out to hold back in making that step forward.

I have to change location, this is a big issue besides the fact that i'm leaving my friends and people who are close at heart i've known and cherished by the instrument of faith. I call these brothers. But thinking out of the box, the pain cuts deep because of the mere thought that change is going to happen where i have been part of that whole, and leaving is absolutely creating not only tinge of melancholy but a whole lotta courage to face the resolute theme of "parting ways".

So what has made me push in realizing this step? It's easier said than done, really! When i asked my duly respected mentor and brother in faith to get a transfer out; i find it hard to speak, like there's a puffiness in my throat that doesn't let me speak it out. I had to rake in through my memory lane of the pros in changing loc. Thus i achieved the courage to simply put my declarative in a sentence; i looked into the eye but i could feel the sudden change of atmosphere in us. (or probably i was dreaming?)

I learnt that to make the change happen, i have to think of the advantages it has to offer. Focusing on it, envisioning the physical big picture, creates excitement and allure to command those emo thoughts to die in peace. Letting the flow of the "i like to make it happen" feeling into an intensifying action.

There you go, i left and bid my goodbyes. And i'm into this new location now. Meeting new people, learning forever in this life.

~mAc

Still Burning

"A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky. "

Kenko Yoshida 

(Context: Feels like more than a headache when your work done wasn't saved at all, take note this happened back in 2010... when the live blogger app was in its early stages of auto-save feature)

I was fuming out last night because it took me almost an hour to finalize my blog about the bed intruder song. Everything was set, the you tube videos have been embedded and my quote heading has been placed but in an instant, all the words i typed and htmls I've edited suddenly vanished. I just don't know why. And the bad thing about it was, blogger app got frozen..., worse? The autosave feature did not take effect when i checked on edit posts.

I could be blamed but i still can't get at peace to it with the lost work gone. (scratching my head again lolz).  I lost momentum now in re writing the bed intruder song blog. I wish i used my OneNote in composing my entry but ugh!!! I really wanted this blogger's WYSIWYG feature that's why whenever i'm making a post, I always use this live blog editor of blogger. Just like right now, im doing it again, while my eyes is darting once in a while to the save now button if it's really auto saving once in a every few sec.

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By the way Prinsesa, if you're reading this, i've added an additional one or two white fish on the side gadget as you've requested lately. I reckon u love white, lest your favorite color huh! Mine is yellow.

Wrapping things up, my mind is somewhat eased now by the regret I felt last night about my lost post.  It's basically true, once and for all, that letting out what burdens you somehow alleviates the feeling in a lighter shade. Melting it down to pure solitary sobriety.

~mAc