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My dad used to own a fastfood restaurant in Penang. I think it was some place called/near Chai Leng park. He was a top student with his university in America (fully paid scholarship). He had the papers, but because Malaysia was a third world country, his papers weren’t accredited. He has a degree in Hotel Management. Appearing in a full single page focused on him (his thoughts) at the first few pages of his university yearbook was a feather in the cap.

Unfortunately, I guess he missed Malaysia so much, that he decided to come back home, managed an A&W branch (the one in near Globe Silk Store) and subsequently met my mom. He saved enough moolah to open up a fastfood restaurant called AMERICAN BURGERS, circa 1981 and 1983. I can vaguely remember how jam-packed it was back then, as most of the dishes were concocted by my dad himself.

Just when we thought that life’s about to turn for the better, his brothers came along. They were a rowdy bunch of boozers whom my dad has a huge soft spot for. They ruined it by causing a ruckus and borrowing money and never repaid. I will not forget seeing them gambling on 4D number on the day my dad died, where the coffin was just metres away. But I was too young to punch their lights out. Who needs relatives, eh?

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