With the risk of being called a “pick me”: I am not one who usually is celebrating Mother’s Day. Without dwelling on details, Mother’s Day has not been an integral part of my life growing up. The whole thing has been… Complicated. That said, I am now a mother of two, and Rey, the youngest, has always been the champion of Everything Sweet, Nice, and Beautiful in our life. She’s the whimsy in the family, even more so than I do. If you think I’m whimsy, she brings it tenfold (to be fair, we are bad influencers to each other because whenever we go shopping, we always go, “OMG ADEEEEEK, LOOK AT THIS CUTE MUG!” “IBUUUU, THIS DUCK LAMP IS SO CUTE!”) Rey then set her mind that she’s representing all of us and decided that a brunch is an absolute event for Mother’s Day. Hence, the brunch at Kenny Hills Kuala Lumpur. I had an excellent watermelon lychee salad and a spinach with feta cheese quiche (my favorite.) I always appreciate Kenny Hills’ kitchen team skills in combining and balancing the…
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