Every year before the softest mention of the mooncake festival coming (usually 1-2 months, although it seems to be getting earlier), you get to glimpse at the preview of round colourful mooncakes in any shopping centre.
Then the indulging begans before you ask when is that special day that we call the "mid-autumn festival night"?
The ridiculous amounts one spend on mooncakes, some with regrets, others without a blink of an eye like the durian paste from Shangri-La. Just ask my sister as i was munching on the whole piece while driving back home from dinner. I think i must have spent hundreds of dollars trying this and that (and i wonder why i am not losing weight and saving money)
Fast forward, when the moon turns full, you shed a tear and regret that you haven't stuffed yourself silly long enough (a month long) with different kinds of mooncake except the ones that created the festivall; a baked mooncake with lotus paste and a sinful eggyolk.
Suddenly the day pasts and the shopping centre is no longer filled with lanterns and colourful mooncakes.
It hits you that you realised not a single picture of a mooncake was taken to share with you all (noticed the lack of mooncakes on blogs too!) until i glimpse (in the same manner as i did a month ago at the display of mooncakes) into my fridge and found this..
Something to fill the space while i gather my ahem not so secret pictures from my trip to Pangkor Laut (Breakfast, lunch and dinner).