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Iftar Iftar Iftar

Iftar (Arabicإفطار‎), refers to the evening meal when Muslims break their fast during the Islamic month of Ramadan. Iftar is one of the religious observances of Ramadan and is often done as a community, with people gathering to break their fast together. Iftar is done right after Maghrib(sunset) time. Traditionally, a date is the first thing to be consumed when the fast is broken


(this is taken from Wikipedia)


@Puti Bungsu, KL captured by Canon Ixus 130




I have yet to develop the css for the quotation thingy but I really need to quote things as I really dont have mood to create my original sentence. Malas! Ala Melayu kan Malas. ok maybe its just me.


Anyway, this is a post on Iftar. Its been 3 weeks of Ramadhan. So much things happened.. and yes it was fast. Time flies fast nowadays. How fast! God's speed. Well, nvm. hmm


The 1st and 2nd week of Ramadhan were okay with me. I tried to consume as little as possible and tried to skin rice :D And not forgetting the choc protein shake I took daily for my sahur. hmm.. It was nice anyway, made my tummy flat a bit :D ok maybe I was exaggerating but its true.. 


Came this 3rd week of Ramadhan.. damn the food intake was enough to feed the whole 2 weeks that I had been controlling. It started with me and Zai checking out the Nyonya place in Central Market. That was on Tuesday. Had the rice, but very very little :D 


On Wednesday, Ida posted the Iftar invitation at her house on fb. So I went with Nana and Kak Linda. We had nasi bryani on top of other munchies. huhuhu so nice to have Iftar with cousins and my aunts / uncles. and with my cutest nephews :) I came to my femininity nowadays.. I really want a baby! 


Thursday again met Zai in KLCC and this time joined by Zaw too. Nothing fancy cuz I was craving for Burger King. But it was nice again to have Iftar with the girls. 


Friday was Nuzul Quran holiday and my mom came to KL for a little shopping. After works I joined them in Sogo and it was crowded and packed, we had iced Cappuchino and some buns for Iftar. Then mom craved for Chicken Rice so we went to Chicken Rice Shop at The Mall. 


Saturday went to Bangsar Village for a little shopping, was actually accompanying my sister cuz I have done my shopping last few weeks. But turned out getting few for myself too. Broke broke now... die die. But I was happy I could get into those skinny jeans in DP and it didnt look bad at all.. for Iftar, Mom was cooking home dinner and home dinner means rice and lauk and such. So bagus!!! makan Lagiiii...


And today was proven by the collage pictures up there. Had family Iftar at Rumah Makan Puti Bungsu Batam at Jalan Yap Kwan Seng. Babah's treat. It was nice. I love nasi padang and had 2 plates tonight.. Pengsannnnn....


Cya later la. Really not in the mood to write.




p/s : owh yeah.. my fave food for Iftar is... erm.. hmm... mmm I dont have one.

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