iiza – Newtown, Sydney

A friend in need is a friend indeed. I prefer not to write about my personal life story on my food blog because firstly, it is totally unrelated topic and secondly, I am always cautious about sharing my personal life story on the interwebs. But right now I think it is an appropriate moment for me to express myself for once. I have to say I don’t have many friends in real life, sounds depressing doesn’t it? It is not. And when I say friends, I don’t mean the random strangers that you added on Facebook or the thousand fans that follow you on twitter. Don’t even get me started on the “reciprocate to comment on each others blogs” rule to make friends. I simply don’t buy into that. I’ve learned from a very young age that you can’t buy friendship. I’ve always known that I was different from other kids at school, but I did have a group of very close friends that hung out together with. Call us “GLEEK” if you like. But same old story, as time went by, we all drifted apart after high school and me being landed in Australia and lost contact with most of them. But when I am least expected and thanks to new technology, some of my closest friends from high school had suddenly popped up on facebook and now we all have 15 years of life stories to catch up on. It is the most surreal feeling I’ve had for a long time. A particular close friend that just found me last week has also invited me to attend...