i doubt that i could get over the fact that i have to wait till next year for the festival to be reborn again. This picturesque event promises a special one-of-a-kind experience especially for first timers, like me and mi hermano. Even if it might not be your thing, no one could possibly complain to be spoiled with: music, dance, and food from 10 different continents that you’d bawl over for more. As for me, that day was historical! i tried Pisco for the very first time (not knowing it was alcohol), danced with Peruvian friend, Keny (with one ‘N’), drank black corn juice that beats Ribena anytime! (not that they are similar in any ways except for the color), and to sum it all up – lived one of the greatest evening of my life while in Malaysia.
{meat pies turned curry puffs}
{(totally) lovin’ my brother’s outfit!}
{the most expected : beef & beans}
{what you missed}
{“Brazilian balls”}
{Latinitos}
{tryin’ my hands on the ‘tradition of excellence’}
{Ceviche – think of a more refreshing yet tantalizing version of Thai salad, this is it}
{totally Pisco-ed}
{Alfajores – sweet butter milk cookies that melts in your mouth}
