Visited what might be the most beautiful commercial space in KL, the interior of the Botak bar on Petaling Street. It’s upstairs from Choca Foodstore, a longstanding favourite, and was spectacularly done up in the shabby shophouse style that Malaysia does so well, with tropical greenery falling over the bar.
The drinks were nice but generally less spectacular. I’m not much of a drinker at the best of times, and particularly not a cocktail drinker. I asked them for a recommendation of something that was not too sweet or fruity, but I think they misunderstood me to bring something not fruity but very sweet.
Uncle Gadget, like all my visitors from Pakistan, was stunned and appalled that I don’t possess an iron (to be fair, some visitors are more appalled that I don’t have a hairdryer) as he had counted on a well ironed shirt to get him easily through the hoops one jumps through when travelling as a Pakistani man, even one with a non-Pakistani passport. I am now busy dampening, hanging and stretching the shirt in the hope that it’ll be respectable.