This is happiness to me.

Yours sincerely , wife and Esther caught up with his extended family in KL over dinner: Peter Lim, Albertus, Budiman and Angela, and Jenny and her family. Not forgetting my nephew Seng Kiat and his lovely wife Yoke Kin at Oversea Union Restaurant, Sri Petaling.

Being able to meet at the dinning table is one of the greatest pleasure of my life. Food is the greatest denominator in whatever situation. Don't worry about the cholesterol etc. Whether you eat or not, the difference, according to my friend who worked in the hospital before, is two hours!!! Anyway, no one can get out of life alive.

Dinners bind and strengthen relationship, of course at the expense of the fish, chickens, ducks and pigs losing their lives, and perhaps, a shark or two losing their fins to grace your soup. Talking about "fins" I always guiltily remember "when the buying stops, the killing stops." I will think of a substitute next time. Maybe "Bak Kut Teh" or "Si Chuan Soup." Cheaper, anyway.

Oversea Union is a restaurant chain which is fine for ambiance and service. The air conditioning is soothing. The table cloth is crisply ironed without the tiny holes made by cigarettes neither is it sauce stained. The chairs are soft and comfortable. The waitresses are tighly " cheongsamed" Of course, the plates are changed as if they are disposables and the Chinese tea keeps flowing. However, the taste of the food can never beat one of those at Ah Chong's or Ah Seng's who cook at the five foot way, beside the drain or in a coffee chop cum restaurant at Sri Kembangan or Puchong. Not to mention the 5% and 10% "Si Kut Thaw" (Hokkien) charged on the already lengthy bill. Well, this is KL.