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Sunshine Chicken Farm, Kuala Lipis – I Am The Body Beautiful

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Aw Yeah, Don’t Hate Me Cuz I’m Beautiful
And Where Is The Body?
Move Over Mutha Cuz I’m Going Faster Than You Can Drive
The Body’s Beautiful, Baby
That’s Right, I Just Can’t Help It
It’s Not My Fault, I Was Born This Way

Get With The B-E-A-U-T-Y
Beauty, The Body Is Beautiful
Get With The B-E-A-U-T-Y
Beauty, The Body Is Beautiful

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I’m Up And Coming, I Am A Child
I’m Legendary, Hey, I’m Free And Wild
I Am The Ocean, And I Rule The World
I’m Sensual, I Am Body Beautiful
My Cha-Cha Pumps (Hump-A-Dooty), I’ve Got Them On (In A Winnin’ Ticket)
And I Work The Runway (Left-Right-Left-Right-Left), Baby, All Night Long
I Am The One (The Only One), There Is No Other
I Am Mother, I Am Body Beautiful

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Lights, Camera, Action!
Satisfaction Guaranteed, That’s What I Need
I Celebrate The Body And Enjoy Good Health
And I Gets Down With My Bad Self
It’s All Good From The Front To The Back
Two Snaps And A Clap For A Body Like That
It’s A Good Damn Thing I Don’t Care What You Say
Somebody Beautiful (I Am Body Beautiful), Hey, That’s Me

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I Am Grand (Grand Diva), I Am The Queen (Queen Bee)
A Masquerade (Who Am I?), I’m Fantasy (You’re A Fantasy)
I Am The House (The Whole Mansion) Of Elegance
Featuring, I Am Body Beautiful (Body Beautiful)

Don’t Hate Me Cuz I’m Beautiful
Everybody’s Beautiful In Their Own Special Way (Yes)
Carry Yourself Like A Queen And You Will Attract A King
Beauty Comes From Within (Yes)
Whatever The Mind Can Conceive And Believe
You Will Achieve (Got To Believe)
Do You Believe (Yes) That You Are Body Beautiful?
Yes! Yes! Oooo, Yes!

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There Ain’t Enough Words To Express How I Feel
I’m Body Beautiful, True, That’s For Real
Am Who I Am And That’s All I Can Be
Open Up Your Mind So Your Eyes Can See

Body Beautiful, Baby (Work That Body)
Body Beautiful, Baby (Work It, Work It)
Body Beautiful, Baby (Work That Body)
Body Beautiful That’s Me (Word)

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Then I’m-A Tell Ya Like This, And I’m-A Tell Ya This Way
My Body’s Beautiful, That’s All I’m Sayin’
Bodies Come In All Different Shapes And Sizes
You’re Beautiful, Too, Just Realize This
Can’t You See The Beauty In Me?
Open Up Your Heart And Set Your Mind Free
Everybody’s Beautiful In Their Own Way
Express Yourself Every Day
And When You Got Joy On The Inside It Shows On The Out
Be Confident And You’re Beautiful Without A Doubt
You’re Absolutely Gorgeous, Don’t Ya Know?
So You Got The Body Beautiful Glow

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Body Beautiful, Baby (Work That Body)
Body Beautiful, Baby (Work It, Work It)
Body Beautiful, Baby (Work That Body)
Body Beautiful (I Am Body Beautiful) That’s Me

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Lyrics taken from Salt N Pepa “I am the Body Beautiful”

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This Christmas, forget about serving turkey.   Be different.  Serve capon.   Capon?  Castrated chicken.   Why?  Coz it’s big enough to serve the football team that is your family (including your mother-in-law, grandparents and Aunt Agnes whom you haven’t seen in 15 years), and the flesh is firm, tasty and juicy with the right amount of fat.  Capons are at least 4 kg in weight, which make them ideal as a turkey substitute.   The fat content is a result of removing the testes from the cockerel which hinders the production of male hormones, which I suppose, indirectly means that the cockerels adopt female errrrr tendencies.  No breasts, though.   Which incidentally reminds me of this email that’s been circulating (article written by a Jonathan Hayter):

Staring at women’s breast is good for men’s health and makes them live longer, a survey reveals.

Researchers have discovered that a 10-minute ogle at women’s breast is as healthy as half-an-hour in the gym. A five year study of 200 men found that those who enjoyed a longing look at busty beauties had lower blood pressure and less heart disease and slower pulse rates compared to those who did not get their daily eyeful.

Dr. Karen Weatherby, who carried out the German study, wrote in the New England Journal of Medicine:”Just 10-minutes of staring at the charms of a well endowed female is roughly equivalent to a 30-minute aerobics workout. Sexual excitement gets the heart pumping and improves circulation. There is no question that gazing at breast makes men healthier.”

“Our study indicates that engaging in this activity a few minutes daily cuts the risk of a stroke and a heart attack in half. We believe that by doing so consistently, the average man can extend his life four to five years.”

The catch: The oglee had to be well-endowed. What the article didn’t say was if the breasts had to be bared, or how many men got a good face-slapping.

Thanks to Cumi and Babe_KL who collaborated with Gerald from Sunshine Chicken, a few of us drove up to Kuala Lipis in the rain to visit a chicken farm and witnessed the castration of the former Mr Cock.   The procedure seemed painless; I suppose the chickens didn’t know what hit them when the metal thingy was inserted into the flesh.  Perhaps they felt a tickle when their testes were pulled out.  Don’t try this at home.

The birds are usually 2 months old at the point of castration, and they are bred for a further 4 months, at which point, several changes would have taken place.  Their fat content would have increased and their combs and wattle would have stopped growing.

The chickens at Sunshine chicken farm are happy chickens (no pun intended).   Unlike certain chicken farms where the chickens are cramped into tiny little hostels, these buggers roam free and are fed a premium diet which includes “Ma Cho”, a type of Napier grass that looks like pandan.  Also, no antibiotics or growth hormones are used.   This probably explains the higher price tag, but what price health, eh?

Both capons and free-range (kampung) chickens are available, and if you’re looking for a change this Christmas, they are currently being sold at O Gourmet in Bangsar Shopping Centre.   For more information on where the chickens are available, check out the website.  You can also call Sunshine Chicken at 03-9102 3950 for more information.  I’ve already placed an order for 2 capons and 3 free-range chickens.  My mother-in-law is apparently going to cheer up the entire Liverpool Fan Club in Malaysia this Christmas.  Don’t call me for your free invitation.

The Goat, The Bad and The Ugly

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Beep.  Beep. 

“Please call home when u are free.”

 When dad sends this text message to my mobilephone, his request could range from “Your mum is in the hospital, so if you are free, please visit” to “Can you buy us plane tickets to London” to “Are you coming over for dinner this weekend?”.  The urgency may differ for each request, but his text message is always the same.  I think he has it saved on his mobilephone.

Fearing the worst, I called.

Me:  What’s up, dad?

Dad:  Have you heard of Boer goat meat?

(Note:  This conversation takes place in the middle of my rush period when I’m desperately trying to finalise a report.)

Me:  Huh??

Dad:  You haven’t been reading the papers, have you? The Boer goat originates from South Africa and its meat is supposed to be more tender than local mutton.  And it’s healthier than other meats.  It has lower saturated fat and cholestrol content as compared to other popular meats.

Me:  And your point is?

Dad:  Boer goat meat is now available locally, you know.  It may cost 3 times more than local mutton, but it would be interesting to learn more about it.

Me:  And…?

Dad:  Can you be a dear and buy us some?

And that’s how I found myself at Boer Goat Junction at Damansara Utama on a Saturday morning, sacrificing my much needed sleep for the sake of the love I have for my family.   I was immediately struck by the cleanliness of the place and the lack of any strong raw meat smell which I had grown accustomed to in my early days of going to the market with my mum.  The place was bright and welcoming, much like McDonald’s.

Boer goat

The butcher was an extremely helpful fellow.  I told him I wanted cuts for mutton peratal (an Indian style curry dish), and he immediately recommended two options, the forearm and the thigh.  The forearm is apparently very tender and soft, perfect for a peratal dish, while the thigh is more lean.  Unable to make a decision, I took both.  While waiting for the nice man to chop up the meat, I chatted with him.  “Where’s the farm?” I asked him.  “It’s at Cenderiang,” he said.  “The goats eat Napier grass and drink mineral water from the springs near Tapah.”  I imagined Julie Andrews singing lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo. “They must be happy goats,”  I offered.  “Until they get slaughtered, I’m sure,” he replied.

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Mum was happy.  The mutton peratal took half the time to cook as the meat was very tender.  Also, this meat lacked the strong mutton smell that is sometimes a turnoff for some people.  And the taste test:  Delicious! But at almost RM70 per kg, I think this is one meat that we shall be eating only on special occasions!

Boer Goat Junction
No. 43, Jalan 21/60
Damansara Utama
47400 Petaling Jaya

Click HERE for their official website.

Tel: 03-7722 2999

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Cupcake Chic

With so much hype over Cupcake Chic, I was rather pleased when Paprika brought some for us to try.  One was a chocolate cupcake, the other was a butter pecan, and I can’t remember the third.

Now mind you, I don’t really care that the idea isn’t original (a quick search on the internet will reveal that the idea is very similar to another bakery in the US), and I don’t really care that they don’t look as appealing to me as other cupcakes (because beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I’ve been told).

What I care about is paying RM4.50 for:

  • a cupcake that is bloody sweet – I know icing is supposed to be sweet, but this will reduce my lifespan by 5 1/2 years.

  • frosting that tastes the same, with very little hint of whatever the cupcake is called, other than the obvious chocolate which isn’t vanilla. 

The fact is, if I’m paying RM4.50, I certainly expect to get my money’s worth.

Well, there were some redeeming qualities.  The texture of the cupcake was nice and crumbly and I thought the ondeh-ondeh (glutinous rice filled with gula melaka and coated with grated coconut) cupcake tasted like ondeh-ondeh.  A RM4.50 ondeh-ondeh, no less.

Cupcake Chic

So I went out and got myself a few more to try.  After all, everybody deserves a second chance.

This time, I placed them in front of new guinea pigs.  The verdict was the same.  Too much sugar, too little flavour. 

For different opinions, check out:

Cupcake Chic
Lot GZF-4, Ground Floor,
The Curve, Mutiara Damansara,
47810 PJ.

Tel: 03-7726 9075

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3.

I was rushing to meet Bald Eagle one evening after grabbing my groceries at Bangsar Village.  I ran smack into some road works along Jalan Chenderai at Lucky Garden  (part of the Lembah Pantai constituency where the Clash of the Titans will take place) where heavy machinery were ploughing their way through the night to ensure that Bangsar folk would wake up the next morning to the smell of fresh tar.  It wouldn’t have bothered me so much had I not known that the road was directly in front of the school where I shall be casting my vote this Saturday.

In times like this, it will take more than latte and tar to help me make up my mind.

I turned to my mum for advice. “Oh, we support Obama.”  The power of CNN.

sign of the times

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The good people of Abu Dhabi may view pics HERE. Sorry about the delay!