"People aren't either wicked or noble. They're like chef's salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.”
The only problem that I had as a child was that I loved vegetable too much.
Some children hated vegetable; they tend to use their hands or mouth or teeth and even their throat as a filter.
Do you realised that after a round of nasi goreng,mee goreng or laksa, the salad, sawi, kangkung rested peacefully at the corner of our friends' plate?
Most of them hated greens - so when it came to green vegetables, their mothers had those conditions:
1. Do not give their children vegetables at all because they knew it was not going to be eaten.
2. To choose the vegetables which were going to be fed to their children and chose only what their children liked.
3. To transform the vegetables into something else like puree, soups or whichever recipes which would not looked like a vegetable recipe.
4. To still serve the vegetables and would leave the option for the children to eat by themselves.
5. To force their children to eat the vegetables; regardless their likings, preference or even objection.
Well, at least those were the options which my mother had when she was dealing with four children - a girl and three boys. Fast food or poultry were not at luxury and there were times when my parents would chose meals that they liked too. Therefore, in most circumstances, we ate what our parents served and ate. One of my brothers had option number 4 and 5 all the time; option number 3 was when our mother was feeling hardworking. Sadly to say, we never had option number 1 and 2.
I, on the other hand, was not giving my mother any option - I had this habit of preferring vegetables in my meal; not having them made it awkward. At the end of the day, my mother chose to teach me on how to cook my vegetables so that I could cook it myself and I could prepare my vegetables on my own.
So, it was quite difficult to understand that some people tend to this when they were ordering food,
"Abang, saya nak makan Mee Goreng Sayur. Tapi jangan letak sawi dengan carrot ye!"
You could see the abang tried his level best of not to frown and your order would take a longer time to be prepared.
Or have you came across this situation?
"Alaaaa...kenapa letak sayur? Saya tak suka sayur..."
Nothing has been mentioned during the pre-order but the moment the tired waitress was serving it, you could swear that her shoulder slumped with frustration after seeing your pouty lips.
And folks...I have also came into this situation:
"Kau suka sayur kan?" And someone started to eat the brocolli and mushroom but filtered the carrots and transferred that TO YOUR PLATE INSTEAD. You got to eat carrots like Bugs Bunny afterwards!
Recently, I even saw this:
"Bukankah kau tahu kesukaan aku ialah bellacccann!!!Kenapa kau masak sayur asam tak mau campur belacan!!!"
Aye. Sometimes, your mother might gave you option number 1 until 5 and there were times when option number 5 was ultimate. But then again, it was up to you to make a dramatic gesture on it or just took it. Besides, it was your own Twitter account or blog - you got to choose what you wanted to tell the whole world.
Even though it was still hard for me to digest why some people loved to make a big fuss over small things and complained about personal things too much in a social media. Who were you trying to impress? :)
The street food at Ipoh was awesome but those which have been served at the hotel was not. I eventually chose to eat what was in the picture.
Besides, we still have the luxury to choose. How about our brothers and sisters in Gaza, folks? :)