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Jo and me head down to the town over the sunny Sunday. Yes, just me and Jo. It was very girly and the boys are not included, strictly

We went down to David Jones for light lunch. Honestly, David Jones absolutely was not the first choice for eating; we both were crave for cool and air-conditioned location. Mind you, the mercury hits 39 degrees on that day. We started with some bread–tandori chicken, yogurt, mint , fresh salad with Turkey bread topped with sesame seeds. It tasted ‘normal’ and way from Subway. The Turkey bread tastes like ordinary bread. Very unimpressive.
Jo ordered Spring rolls. They are very chuncky and have lotsa ingredients– chicken breast meay, capsicum, carrot, vermicilli and vegetables. They looked very marvelous, but again, we can’t expect Aussies make good Chinese spring rolls. can we?
I (stupid me) ordered fried rice. FYI, I am a big fan of fried rice. Sadly to say, David Jones served shitty fried rice. Ooooops! Did I just say shitty? I dont eat sh*t, k? =)
Jo described the fried rice is cooked using Maggi packet sauce. On top of that, the chef didn’t seem to fry properly and the tastes weren’t evenly distributed. I could taste MSG, sugar(?), salt, soy sauce clearly all over the place. Damn, I can do better fried rice.

Soon after lunch, we went shopping around. I did shop too, windowly =)

Here, I love to show you my favorite shop in Perth– Asia Tree. I’ve been to this shop for many many zillion times, but I only bought an item once. Honestly speaking, they are quite dear. Yea yeah, call me cheap skate.

Asia Tree sells a wide range of furniture collectively from Asia countries. Bed, storage, tables, chairs… all sort of antique furniture. They are fabulous!!!

I like the furniture department down at the basement of the store– it just feel like I just walking thru’ my grandaunty’s old house. Full of memories and smiles; quite oftenly we got lotsa home made sweet that kept us from disturbing those busy-chit-chatting aunties.

I love the silky towels displyed on the bed. Fine and classic.
Grandma’s basket. Nana used to place all her Chinese dumplings in this basket on lunar 5th May. Then we all would jump into the old car, looking for grandpa in the estate where he worked. I used to think the basket was huge, heavy and bulky when I was little, but soon I grow up, it seems so small, tiny and light–yet fulled of grandpa’s smile and great childhood stories.
Pictured wardrobe.

I’ve seen alot of those wardrobes in my mum’s relative house, however, we don’t have any of them. I love an old piece of wardrobe, or cupboard. When I was 8, there was an accident occured where dad’s shop was hitted by a car, driven by a drunk man. The upper part of the shop collapsed, and dad had to throw away quite a number of damaged items. I picked up an old cupboard that grand-dad left, and ‘patch’ a modern piece of wooden pile. There, my very first and personal bookshelf. I love it so much. Everytime I sit next to it, I can feel grand-dad pampering me. Bamboo storages… Gosh! If I have my own house, I love to have couple of them in every single rooms. Don’t ask me why.
Bamboo stick, another nice items to be used for home decorating. And trimmed bamboo bush in the garden. I used to grow bamboo plant with dad and every year before we moved to the shop lot, mum and I decorated lotsa lotsa Red Packets all over the bamboo plant. They look really great!!!

Hmmm.. I am wondering what tv show my mum and dad watching at home at this moment? Are both my grandpas are happy in heaven? What about popo? Did she receive my prayers?

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