If last year I spent my Ramadhan in 4 countries, this year I’m just spending it in 1.

Too tired to even book flight back home. Bahahaha.  Walking and running around with sleep debt is no joke!

Back in Egypt, we’d take turns to cook (or order food). Back in Singapore, we’ve got helper to prepare our meals unless I feel like cooking that day and in Indonesia we have Padang food. I don’t bother looking for anything else really.

Food will be ready usually 10 mins before and we’d sit around comfortably and have little conversations here and there.

But here, it’s just me and my kitchen running the digestive system.

I’ve got a bad habit of cooking as late as I can, in hopessss that by the time the food is juuuuuuust cooked, it’s time to eat.

That nevah happen. I end up breaking fast by drinking first while waiting for the food to cook.

Bahhhh. The rush I put upon myself.

But anyways!

Here’s what I had for first sehri/sahur

Tom Yum chicken burger – *ehem* made by yours truly – only the patty btw. Everything else is store bought >.<

and Banana blueberry juice with some other stuff.

Everytime I make any juice, the measurements are done by eyes. Ain’t nobody got time for measuring cups and all yo. And everytime I pour the juice in the glass, it fills nicely to the brim.

You have no idea how proud I am of myself! *flipsshawl*

I probably should run a juice bar or something teehee.

A little late but to all my fellow muslim readers, Ramadhan Mubarak. If I’ve offend you right under your nose or behind your back, please forgive me. It’s hard being a girl with mood swings and all.

Till next post, please don’t upload your food pictures on Instagram. Somewhere in this world, someone like me is fasting 19 hours and more.

*rubs tummy*