Sandee*

Today, I brought my lunch box prepared by my mom like every other usual day. I complained to her the day before about how the food she prepared, no matter if its beehoon, kway teow or fried rice, all tasted the same although they're nice. She exclaimed in the morning, "Girl! I've changed my cooking style today! It's gonna be different!" And in office during lunch, I anxiously took my first mouth of the noodle. Surprise~! It still tastes the same. FML