Monday, May 18, 2009
I find cooking is quite therapeutic. And I sense there are quite a few you out there who share the same view.
That’s quite normal right. It’s far from weird or eccentric.
Last month I had dinner with a high ranking government official, a Dato’ actually, and we talk about everything under the sun over dinner. I can sense, like me, he didn’t like business talk over dinner.
He actually confessed that to him, ironing clothes is therapeutic.
Even though we have a maid at home, I still like to iron my shirt before I complete the Sudoku and then only I go to bed.