Mama called past midnight.
She was telling me about the new Speedy Bandouliere she’d just gotten in Germany, later updating where she was heading to next.
“Mama dah belikan Reza baju Hard Rock in Amsterdam”
“Okay, thank you”
“Awak taknak t-shirt kan?”
“Nah. It’s okay”
She knows that I’d prefer not to receive souvenirs I won’t utilize.
But she got something for me!
“Oh, Mama belikan awak apron kat Paris”
Of all things. Of all places.
Oh well. At least when I finally cook (again), I’ll be doing it in style.