Donut are Friends

After quaffing a dozen donuts within 3 days, I can officially say that the best donuts currently in Malaysia are JCO’s.

With their first outlet at The Pavilion, Jalan Bukit Bintang, you won’t miss the store. It’s the store with the long train of people queuing out front.

And yes, it is better than Dunkin Donuts and tho many peeps have raved about Big Apple donuts at the Curve, trust me, with one bite, you will be hooked to JCo. In fact I find that Big Apple donuts are an inferior copy of Jco’s. I know this for a fact as I had them back to back. sorry no photos. They were gone before you can say Atkins Diet.

JCo is an Indonesian franchise (surprise!) that happens to be very successful peddling American styled donuts. The donuts are fluffy and the toppings/fillings are to die for. They come in peanut butter & white chocolate, chocolate coffee, almonds, tiramisu (my fav) and.. oh just check their website.

Moist and generous, it is the perfect panacea for broken hearts, doomed careers, raging PMS and a plethora of miseries and sorrows. As well as for those niggling munchies that never go away without anything heavily calorie fortified. Apparently not all sugared confectionery are created equal, dearies.

Yes I am going to pay for all that decadence. I guess wearing pajamas throughout the weekend is a sign that I am not ready for the truth.

Anyway, back to those sinful hateful donuts. I have never been a big fan of the stuff but if this is the taste of JCO, I am ready to petition Krispy Kreme to get their ass down here.

Hit the Road, Jack

I had the utter misfortune of crossing paths with an unbelievable piece of work.

Have you ever come across a character who is so anal, condescending, maddeningly self-opinionated and insulting that Hitler could take lessons? Ok, this guy is worse!

Thank GOD my working relationship with him has ended because he is a tyrant that feeds on making people feel bad.

But the old adage is true, you only allow people to hurt you. Don’t stand for the nonsense and the hurtful words just bounce right off. I quickly realised what a small small man he is.

He gets worked up analysing people and forming blanket opinions of them. I just think that he is a pathetic little creature who is attention starved. Maybe that is why he is very pissed off with me, because I don’t give a rat’s ass.

Ah, the sweet riddance of bad rubbish. It will be a good month indeed.

Selamat Hari Raya