Had awesome time with my brother eating Malaysian food at Chilli Padi and pretending to be Russian tourists from St Petersburg. We didn't use a word of English and it wasn't that difficult. Close to midnight Chilli Padi scrapes the usual menu and gives u a photocopied page on which to write and calculate the total of your order and gives you tiny plastic spoons to eat from the giant soup bowl. However the food is magnificent and served until early morning. I ended up drinking my laksa directly from the bowl in true St Petersburg style and we left completely satisfied.
This is what happens when u listen to too much Rachmaninov, kids. Piano concert n3 and symphony n2 to be exact. I want to go and hear it again. And eat more laksa of course.
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