One thing I have learnt from living overseas is that home is where the heart will always be. You may drag me across various continentals but I am a true blue Malaysian at heart. I cannot spend a day without my Malaysian accent nor can I break those painfully annoying habits associated with your typical Malaysians (aka a strong passion for food).
On the first night upon arrival in Sydney, we felt game enough to walk to Mamak, an extremely popular Malaysian eatery that has both locals and tourists lining up for Malaysian food. What better place to wind down at close to 11pm than a mamak, notoriously known for their past-midnight opening hours.
We had to queue up for at least 15 minutes before we could get in but service is very efficient and before we realized it, plates were making their way to our table.