I am my Father’s Daughter.
I’ve been meaning to write about my father’s recent visit in KL but since Father’s Day is just around the corner, I thought I would pen down a little ode to my botak buddy, whom I call pops.
Behold the Raja Kunyit
Last Sunday, I celebrated Fathers Day with Teja and her Papa. I’d like to think i’m the cina daughter he never had. 🙂 We dined at Las Carretas in Damansara for some festive Mexican and Papa Saleh reminisced stories of his days as a Foreign Exchange Student in Oregon in the late 60s. Its kinda […]