It had been quite long since I last had a prata supper with my family.
My mum got home just in time when my elder brother was cooking instant noodle and she successfully persuaded him to go out for supper. So, we got to share his delicious noodle before we went to the 24 hours coffee shop.
At the Prata Shop
The prata was okay and but they gave me the can bandung instead and it was quite a turn off somehow.
In the end, we let my brother fork the bill as usual; I wanted to help but considering the fact that even if he did not spend on us, he would have wasted the money on entertainments or his girlfriend, so why not?
Anyway it was just less than ten bucks.