Mooncakes

When I called home on Sunday this week, my mum gleefully asked if I wanted to eat any mooncakes as Mooncake/Mid-Autumn/Lantern (I've lost track of which one is the legitimate title) Festival is coming soon. I knew she obviously had no intentions of sending any over. She just wanted to spite me but in the most loving way of course. ;)

I've been having mooncake cravings ever since then.

Would one of you, yes you, my Singaporean friend, be so kind as to send me a box of mooncakes? I want lotus seed paste without the seeds and double yolk thank you. The skin is not important. Be it snow or normal or those flaky kind. :)

Meanwhile, does anyone know where I can get some decent mooncakes in Melbourne?

And please don't tell me to go to Chinatown!

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And dammit! Federer won the US Open. Again.

I watched the telecast live and fell asleep sometime during the third set.

I woke up and manage to catch the ending awards ceremony.

Sigh.

I refuse to post his conceited smug face on my blog. -_-

At least this will be the last of my horrible sleeping patterns.

*looks at the time*

Well kinda...