Kings Green Hotel – a hotel near home offering a lifestyle membership

Initially, I booked a hotel in Putrajaya because we had a batch reunion at IOI. However, the venue was changed at the last minute because it felt wrong to be singing your heart out when a friend is in sorrow. Her son was admitted to the hospital and diagnosed with a rare disease that caused multiple episodes of seizures and general body function. Since the new venue seemed a bit far off from what I am used to, I decided to cancel the booking. However, my daughter was already looking forward to a hotel stay that particular weekend, which is why I booked a place in Melaka itself, the Kings Green Hotel.

It is a 4-star boutique hotel situated in town. Check-in time was at 3 pm. Unfortunately, we were told that the next day, the water supply will be cut off by 10 AM due to some pipe work. I was a bit disappointed as that means that our little staycation will be cut short.

After lunch and a Super Mario movie at Aeon Mall, we drove our way to the hotel. I booked a Superior room that has 1 queen bed and 1 single bed. The rate was RM 154.62/night, including taxes and fees. This covers breakfast for 2. I paid an additional RM18 for my daughter’s breakfast. The usual amenities include Wi-Fi, a mini fridge, and beverages. Upon checking in, guests are required to pay a deposit of RM100. I thought it was quite a hefty amount for a deposit. To be honest, not many people carry that much cash around anymore. I transferred the money through their QR code, and I received my deposit back in cash on checking out.

The room was cosy, and most importantly, we saw so many dining promotions for the month of May.

Breakfast starts at 7 AM at the Hibiscus Cafe on the ground floor. The food selection, in my personal opinion, is alright. There’s a good balance between Western and Asian options. Especially with the price tag. If guests demand more, I think that would be out of touch. Having an omelette station and a coffee machine is good enough already. I really enjoyed my simple breakfast.

I saw that there is a pool, and I believe a gymnasium? I did not have enough time to check it out. It seems that the hotel offers a ‘lifestyle membership’ programme where members are eligible for some perks and vouchers. I read about it on their website. I suppose gym-goers would find it interesting, yes?

We enjoyed being in our cosy room a lot. The shower gel and shampoo have this pleasant scent that kind of reminds me of the ones they had at Limetree Hotel in Kuching. It was that nice. Overall, it was a great staycation in the city. We had dinner at Pak Putra Tandoori, which is less than 20 minutes drive away. Now I am browsing for other hotels in Melaka for our future staycation.

Craving for butter cake

I found a great recipe for butter cake on Instagram a few weeks ago. Everyone should know one good recipe that they can make during craving times. Initially, I was torn between spending some money to order it from a home baker or just making one myself. If I order it, it would take a few days to reach my hands. If I bake it, I could eat it in a few hours.

Thankfully, I have all the ingredients I need at home. Lately, I have this habit of making sure that I’d have at least a block of butter and some Grade A/B eggs all the time. This is because I have recently become very interested in baking. Baking is precise. You just need to follow the instructions to the dot, and the results will almost always come back perfect. Cooking, on the other hand, requires some form of agak- agak in the steps.

I decided to give my butter cake a dash of green colour. Perhaps later, I could make it in purple as Malaysia welcomes BTS in December. The butter cake is best served warm. Even though I kept the leftovers in the fridge, it still tastes great once I’ve heated it in the microwave.

This year, I have tried brownies, lemon cake, apple pie and this butter cake. I am now searching for a good chocolate cake recipe.

Here is the recipe;

The 4 people

At the moment, there are 4 people who are driving me insane. Truly insane to a point that I feel my death is better than being alive. Interestingly, these 4 individuals have a few common traits and way of thinking.

  • They are powerful. They are invincible. They put themselves on a pedestal at all times.
  • They like to think that they have me twirling at the end of the fingers. I know their game, and I am playing it willingly because my peace of mind is more important. To me, only Allah is my protector, and He knows best the outcome of the ongoing drama.
  • The more you get involved in their lives. The more they are willing to hurt you because they think they own you.
  • They have no idea that they are hurting the people who care about them.
  • They are always innocent.
  • They have zero insight that they are terrible people, driving people up against the wall.

With time, I am going to end up with an autoimmune disease or end up dead in my sleep.

Homemade delights

When I was young, my mother made a lot of things in her kitchen. We had homemade pau, soy bean milk, pizza, cake and an assortment of dishes. Back then, it was easy to assume that she was able to do that because she was a mother. A mother can do anything! Of course, now that I am a mother myself, I understand things better. Mothering is a lifelong learning process and rewarding if you choose to see the good in it. Similar to any role and life experience one may endure. My mom went to cooking classes and wrote down recipes in her book. She would copy from magazines and also TV shows. She was a mom who tried to make it work with the little that she had.

Eventhough money was tight, she still wanted us to eat nice things. Fast food was not affordable on my dad’s wages. During those early years of my childhood, my mother was very focused on feeding, nurturing, and caring for the family. It was before she wanted to earn her own income. It was those early years when she was still naive, away from her family in a foreign state and depended heavily on my dad’s monthly allowances. God knows how much she was given during that time. All I know is that I had food on the table and a roof over my head. She certainly had to be frugal and resourceful in her spending.

I suddenly find myself reminiscing about my mom making fresh soybean milk from scratch, a labour-intensive process that involved squeezing beans through cloth for hours. After seeing a video of an easy soy-making machine, I can imagine her excitement and desire to order it online, yet I still cherish the memory of her traditional method. Today’s world is a good time to live in as a housewife. My mother would have had it easier. On the condition that my dad would give her a considerable amount of money for house expenditures.

Lately, I have been trying to put out more homemade dishes. Simply because I want my daughter to remember that her mother once made cinnamon rolls eventhough they were not that fluffy. Ha ha ha.