Jun 22, 2010
Paris, France
My house owner here got two humongous Malaysian Pandan cakes, which looked highly suspect. I have gone through them like an earnest rabbit looking to make a home and turning up at the bright end of the tunnel. Burrowed is the word, I think. It's awesome, and it's so light on the stomach, at least when you're in the process of eating it. You don't realize until 500 gms of it is comfortably on its way down the digestive tract.
