Oh dearest one, how I miss you, yes even YOU, the stinkiest of the lot, The Nasty Grease Interceptor. Oh boy, what a misnomer if there ever was one. What is so innocently, deadly so, called a grease collector is actually a refuse/garbage/rubbish/waste trap in a steel box that houses all the remants of the cooking of the day that goes down the sink pipe and stove pipe and nestles there patiently until the end of the night or the next when we clear them and Hear, Hear, being all Girls in the house, having to heave that damn thing up from the ground is NO joke, not especially not after having a full service for the past 4 hours, damnit. But yea I actually miss that crazy smelly thing. The reno works are going on smoothly save for my poor poor lamps ( I WILL friggin' smear pla rah all over the person's face responsible for the ruination of my babies.) but what of our food?? Can we get everything up and running and prepared in time since we plan to open the day right after the reno finishes? With only sis, mom me and my cook, will we girls, wielding only passion, girl power and gritty determination be able to plough through the dust, grime, mess and the zillion things to prepare that is Thai food? Mai kit mak na ja is what He will say to me and I know everything will be alright right even if it takes us all night to do the prep and clean-up and amidst that all, much shouting (in both thai and english) and grinding of teeth will be done as you can imagine when 4 females of differing opinions and mulish nature gather together to Clean. Wish me chok dee na. -_-
p/s dear beloved ones, I hear from the folks next door that you've all wondered if we've shifted or just irresponsibly disappeared, we're so sorry that our Notice that we put up got lost and you were all left befuddled...faith and I are really really sorry and promise you extra aroy ahaan thai the next time you drop by na.
