Kitchen rule no 1: Listen clearly

Ever since the birth of hawker stalls just a stone throw away from home, mom has dramatically decreased the frequency of the kitchen tools' usage. But last week, because we decided to give our faithful vehicle a major rest, mom took charge of the kitchen again. This was the main course of the day;

Gorgeous Macaroni and Cheese

So I strolled into the kitchen area while she was preparing the ingredients and before I managed to sneak out from it, she spotted me. Thank mighty god for the good tropical weather, mom got some onions from the backyard to spice up the dish.

Mom: Please cut the onions. Not like usual eh, make them in cubes.

Me: **scratch head, don't understand and simply cut onions like usual**

Because the kitchen was in quite a din with the sound of pots and pans fighting with each other, literally you would think it was a kitchen of mass destruction, if you were nearby. Thus you would understand why the following conversation (which was more of shouting than talking) took place.

Mom: Don't you understand what I said, cho ho ee bien cube!! mm si like this...haiyoh lu...

Me: **Scratch head again and continue cutting ritual**

Mom: **Snatch away knife and took possession of half cut onions** Kio lu cho ho ee bien cube lu beh hiau tia hior!!! haiyohhh.....

Me: Hamik cho ho ee bien cute....onion pun tiuk cute ee meh?!!!

After that mom almost killed me with the knife had I not escaped the kitchen with my fast running legs....Phew, rupanya ask me to make them into cubes. Baru ku tahu.

Sigh, ampun tuanku beribu ribu ampun :)