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Sep. 19th, 2006 | 12:36 am
mood: 
drained
The same goes to all of you out there, because...
If you comment on this post:
- I’ll respond with something random about you.
- I’ll challenge you to try something.
- I’ll pick a color that i associate with you.
- I’ll tell you something i like about you.
- I’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
- I’ll tell you what animal/character you remind me of.
- I’ll ask you something i’ve always wanted to ask you.
- If I do these for you, you must post this on your blog.
Oy, Mr Udders, is this right? Do I post the original meme or your answers?
Tsk.
Sometimes I think I think too much.
Anyways, Mr Udders has challenged me to "go vegetarian for a week and blog about it on (my) gastroporn blog".
Hmmmmmmm.
Actually I have been thinking about doing something like that.
I mean I have been thinking about not eating meat for like a week and seeing whether my body experiences any positive changes.
(i.e. becomes leaner/complexion improves yadda-yadda-yadda)
But it's hard.
The next moment I'll be thinking of a juicy steak or a roast chicken and poof goes my initial enthusiasm.
hmm.
Maybe I'll start next week.
This week is too celebratory for a meatless diet.
Haha!
Thursday will be our 4 years 3 months anniversary!
Feasting!
And i will be going up to Malacca on Saturday with the whole family. (Mummy Daddy Me ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=91.7){kind=small}
dsylxeic Dad Mama)
(note to those who don't know me well enough: Dad and Mama refer to my uncle and aunty)
We're going by train!
Exciting.
There's so much to update!
I've been too lazy (again) to post recently.
Brendyn turned 27 last Saturday.... (maybe I'll get him to guest-blog again)
I am still looking for a job... (no, i haven't had any offers yet. Am I really that undesirable)?
Or maybe they can tell that I don't really wanna work for them. Haha!
I just went for an interview today with MCYS... (should I take it if they offer me?)
If you have any food writer friends PLEASE INTRODUCE ME!
I wanna be a food writer.
Sigh.
But I have no professional experience,
there are so many (better) food bloggers around,
and argh. I don't know okay.
Inertia just prevents me from sending my resume out to all those food mags out there.
Not that there're very many in Singapore anyway.
Gug.
Wish I had a lot of money so I can just set up my own food mag
AND start up my own ice-cream shack.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a degree so that I don't feel I ought to milk it by joining the civil service.
Maybe I'll go buy some thick cream to churn and freeze tomorrow.
I've been dying to try and make the cinnamon toast ice-cream that was featured in the August issue of Gourmet.
(muaks to aichaku for supplying one of my most treasured birthday gifts-- a whole year's subscription to Gourmet mags!)
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Sfigato Revisited!
Aug. 16th, 2006 | 02:12 am
mood: 
pleased
So Brendyn and I popped down to Sfigato for a quick pizza.
(Remember, he didn't get to try it that day coz it was sold out?)
We decided on a Salmone: smoked salmon, mozzarella, tomato sauce
(Pz 09 on the menu; S$5 for a 7" pizza).
There also happened to be two ladies at the kopitiam slurping up their pastas...
And as I walked past them,
I couldn't help but notice that one of them was having vongole,
and that her spaghetti was tangled up in MANY MANY clams.
"Oh my gosh," I wondered aloud to Brendyn.
"Can we have a pasta too?! Look! Her vongole is overflowing with clams!"
I continued gawking.
"Oooookay..." said the very full boyfriend who was only interested in pizza at the moment,
but who obliged because (I think) he knew I wouldn't shut up about it until I had a plateful of my own.
So we sat down and waited for the food to arrive.
My vongole: clams in white wine sauce (Pa03 on the menu; S$5.50) arrived first.
And there were many many clams in mine too!!!
This picture is a bit misleading... there were many more buried beneath the tangles.
Each clam was fresh,
and juicy,
and seasoned to just the right amount of saltiness.
I am not exaggerating when I say that there was not enough pasta to go with the clams!
Seriously.
I counted 28 shells when I was done with my very satisfying lunch.
28!!
Oh man.
With every mouthful of pasta,
I gently teased out a little clam (or two) from its shell,
And fork-speared a few generously-sliced pieces of garlic to accompany it.
The medley of flavours was astounding.
The white wine sauce, infused with the flavour of the garlic,
seemed to soak through the clams,
and it lightly-coated the pasta to make each forkful as addictive as the one before.
When the salmone pizza arrived,
I couldn't really be bothered with it.
Haha!
But here's how it looked like anyway.
Brendyn loooooves salmon, so this was quite yummy for him.
Personally, I prefer smoked salmon when it hasn't been cooked.
I like the raw, smoky flavour and the stringy texture.
I love, for example, smoked salmon bagels with cream cheese.
Mmmmm.
But this wasn't too bad.
At least they were generous with the cheese,
And the salmon serving was adequate.
And the crust, like before, was crispy, yet chewy...
Not dripping with oil like the way Pizza Hut sometimes makes their pizzas.
But I think I still prefer Sfigato's pasta range.
:D
Once again, Sfigato is at
KPT Kopitiam-- Blk 127, #01-230, Bukit Merah Lane 1, S(150127).
Open daily 12 noon- 11pm!
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Hot buns!
Aug. 16th, 2006 | 01:45 am
sprung up not too long ago at Cathay Cineleisure #02-11.
dsylxeic and I ended up there on Saturday,barely 2 hours after we stuffed ourselves silly at Wasabi Tei.
We just wanted somewhere air-conditioned to sit and chill at reasonable prices...
(quite a feat in town, if you disregard food courts. And especially at 10pm.)
We were browsing the menu when she saw their pineapple bo lo bun...
And so of course we had to order it to share, in addition to her iced teh-o (yawn!)
and my iced yuan yang (for
Turns out it was quite a yummy choice, the bo lo bun.
They even bothered to garnish it with a sprig of parsley!
Haha!
It was delivered to our table, warm and smelling deliciously of sweet bread.
When she took the knife to slice it in half,
The crispy crust at the top crumbled!
The ring of juicy pineapple complemented the chewy warm bread perfectly,
And the slab of butter in between the pineapple and the bread melted,
such that the overall taste was slightly salty, yet slightly sweet.
Yummay.
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Food worth getting fat for...
Aug. 14th, 2006 | 11:49 pm
mood: 
satisfied
especially since my own batches always turn out a little sub-standard.
Like when we went to try IceKimo (It's a little cafe at Sin Ming Centre along Thomson Road),
I was a bit disaapointed despite their innovative teh tarik and jasmine green tea flavours.
Somehow the ice-cream just didn't measure up to my expectations.
Interesting, but a bit too icy, or a bit too sweet...
it just didn't have the special kick to stir some sort of deep-seated cravings from within me.
Tom's Palette, however, changed my mind about homemade ice-cream.
100 Beach Rd, #01-25 Shaw Leisure Gallery, S(189702)
Nestled in a little corner in the Shaw Tower basement,
Just beside the legendary Wooden Spoon,
It caught my eye with a blackboard
(stationed very strategically outside the little stall)
introducing, in multi-coloured chalk,
"Wasabi Lime flavour"!!
Oh man.
I just had to try it.
I've heard of wasabi ice-cream,
But never really had the guts to order a scoop/softserve.
But wasabi lime!
Somehow just thinking about it made me drool subconsciously.
(Must be the lime. Sour, mah.)
And I could only think,
What a brilliant combination!
Tangy yet mildly spicy.
Oooh.
So try it we did.
I sniffed it.
It hinted of wasabi.
And there was something perky and fresh about it.
I took a tentative lick...
And I luuuuurved it!
It was creeeeeamy,
It was wasabi-green,
It was lick-able without your nostrils flaring open in alarm,
And best of all,
It had grated lime rind blended right into the mixture,
So that each bite/lick that you took
gave you something to chew on for a bit before swallowing.
Shiiiiok.
We also got a longan red date flavoured ice-cream.
Again, this had chewable mata kuching (dried longans)
blended and embedded within the body of the smooth ice-cream.
It was nice to alternate between the two flavours,
And Brendyn and I were two very happy people.
The serving is supremely generous for S$3.
(S$2.80 if you want a cup instead.)
But my recommendation is to eat it in their freshly-made waffle cone,
because it's so fragrant and crispy...
mmmph!
Apparently, Tom's Palette also uses less butterfat so its ice-cream is healthier.
Yippie!
All the more why we should eat it.
Do go down and support it...
I think it's marvelous,
But it needs a little more intensive marketing if it hopes to survive.
(And I do hope it sticks around because I want to continue eating all that yummy ice-cream.)
Hee!
It will also be a worthy competitor when MY ice-cream cafe comes into existence.
Wahahahaha!
Shaw Tower is also home to a self-proclaimed
"Supreme Pork Chop Rice"
Which is, in my humble opinion,
Really quite supreme.
You can find it in the food court,
(Look for the stall of the same name: i.e. Supreme Pork Chop Rice. haha!)
And for S$3, you get an extremely tender fillet of seasoned, battered and then deep-fried pork...
a mound of rice,
A bowl of soup,
A spoonful of chilli (the aunty is a bit giam with the chilli... but you can secretly take more)
And two must-have accompaniments by way of
1)salted vegetables, and
2)peascarrotscorn mix.
Trust me, this is way more appetizing than it sounds.
The stall has been around for eons!
Though not always at its present location.
I first tasted the supreme pork chop when the husband and wife team ran their stall
In the now-defunct Victoria food court (just beside Allson Hotel).
That was 10 years back.
When the Victoria food court was permanently closed,
Nobody knew whether the pork chop stall had ceased operations as well,
And we were all quite depressed about it.
Until Brendyn started raving about this pork chop stall at Shaw Towers...
(Sometimes, during lunch break, his colleagues find new haunts to feast at)
I popped by to take a look...
And lo and behold!
There it was,
The long-lost Supreme Pork Chop Rice stall.
Hahahahhaha!!!
*happiness*
Oh, by the way, if you're not in the mood for pork,
their fish fillet rice is also superb.
The fillets (whatever you order: pork/chicken/fish)
Are always fried and served to you piping hot and crispy,
I just wish the fillets were bigger.
Much much bigger.
Haha!
Greedy.
But it's damn good la.
*drool*
Next Up...
A place shrouded by Urban Myths.
Wasabi Tei!!!! Far East Plaza, #05-70, S(228213) phone: 62388216
Muahahahaha.
For the uninitiated,
Let me give you a bit of background on this little eating place.
The reputation of the notorious chef of Wasabi Tei precedes his restaurant's, to a certain extent.
I first heard about it from Judy,
Who gushed about a grilled unagi she had never dared to eat.
Her brother frequented Wasabi Tei, and related to her the quality of its fantastic Japanese fare.
"The unagi", she told me, "is huge! And juicy!"
"And the sashimi!"
She gesticulated wildly as she searched for words worthy enough to describe it ,
Her big eyes widening even more as she finally conceded, in a burst of words,
"Veeeery fresh. Very thick slices! And just the right temperature.
But the chef, he has a veeeeery bad temper.
If you step into his shop and find that it's full,
You must quietly step out,
Close the door.
Just walk around first and go back later.
There was once,
Some customers... a group of girls... were in his shop.
And they said something.. I don't know what... that made him really angry...
And he just shouted at them to leave!
He shouted at his wife, 'Tell them to get out! I don't want their money!'
And the girls scrambled out like scared mice."
So poor Judy has never dared to eat there,
For fear of offending the foul-tempered chef.
I had almost forgotten about this conversation,
until 2 weeks ago,
when a work acquaintance casually mentioned to Phoebe and I
about a certain Japanese restaurant in Far East Plaza.
Immediately I asked,
"Oh! Is it the one with the very fierce chef? Where everyone eats in silence?"
And he laughed and gave me a quizzical look.
"Well.... sort of..... the chef always bangs down the cup or bowl when he serves it to you.
But er... everytime I go, it's always very noisy leh."
And so Phoebe and I plucked up our courage to venture into the yet unexplored world of Wasabi Tei.
It was a very tiny shop on the 4th floor of Far East Plaza.
The decor was very simple,
much like the "authentic" Japanese family-run restaurants I saw in Tokyo.
It was packed when we called by at 2pm on a Thursday
(easily done since the little restaurant could only seat 16 people, in counter style, at any one time).
When we returned again 20 mins later, most of the customers had cleared out.
Yet the chef's wife told us to move right inside, so that we were next to the wall.
We meekly obeyed.
I had the Grilled Unagi, and Phoebe ordered the Gyu Don.
Then we spied the sashimi counter and I saw,
right in the centre of the chilled, long, glass enclosure,
a slab of slightly pinkish, opaque, cream-coloured sashimi.
My pulse quickening, I enquired, "What is that?"
And the Wife answered, "swordfish".
I turned to Phoebe with a gleam in my eye,
And she said, "I don't mind".
So we ordered a plate of mekajiki to share.
It was fantabudrooooolus.
The Chef (despite the plonking plates and all) served very generous cuts of sashimi.
We were gawking at the 2cm WIDTH of each creamy, crunchy slice (there were 6 in all) arranged on our plate.
I was kicking myself for leaving the camera at home.
So I had no pictures that day of the succulent grilled unagi that I ate in revered silence,
nor of Phoebe's tender stringy beef slices on fluffy white rice,
nor of the unforgettably fresh, thick , mekajiki
that we savoured with each delicate dip into the wasabi-stirred-in soya sauce.
Not to worry, though.
I dated
dsylxeic, my cuz aichaku, and her very adorable son JJ for dinner there on Saturday.This time with camera in tow!
Woohoo!!!
Here's a peek into the seating area of the tiny restaurant...
That is the Wife. The Chef is busy in the kitchen
(yes, the foggy area beyond the cloth curtains with the umbrella motifs.
Truth to be told, I was too timid to snap him while he was within camera focus :P)
We had to keep shushing JJ for fear of being thrown out before we could lay our hands on our dinner.
Irrational? Maybe. But we weren't gonna risk it.
Especially since we had queued a good half hour before we could get seats.
Because it is such a miniscule little eating place,
Big group gatherings (more than 4 people) are virtually impossible there.
Ok, I shan't torture you much longer.
Picture time!
The mekajiki sashimi. Heaven.
My fried beef teishoku. (There was A LOT of beef. Oh man. So good.)
JJ's ten don. Beautifully battered. Mmmmmmm.
Lalilah's (
dsylxeic) sashimi don. *Hyperventilate*
And the most ultimate set of all....
aichaku 's chirashi don which, I think, got JJ hooked on ikura,JJ: Mummy! It just pops in my mouth! Can I have another? Can I have another? Can I have another? I'm starting to love it.
The total bill came up to only S$70!
Amazing la.
I love Wasabi Tei for it's nett pricing.
No added service charge/GST/other nonsense tax.
But most of all, I love the amazing quality of the food and it's value-for-money pricing.
It is (for me) the closest thing to Tokyo's Tsukiji fish market here in Singapore.
Everything seems familiar,
from the freshness of ingredients,
to the size of the portions,
to the snaking queue outside,
to the decor of the tiny shack.
I shall take Brendyn along next time. :)
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Because I don't know how else to say it.
Aug. 13th, 2006 | 01:30 am
mood: 
gloomy
We wrinkled our noses
And flailed our arms
And thought up ways
To choke them
In their own foul smoke
When
We pointed and laughed
And thought they were daft
For killing their lungs
-Those ignorant punks-
And everyone else
In their wake.
When
We banded together
And counted each dollar
That was saved
From each pack
Yet unbought
But
You're one of them now
I feel helpless, somehow
In a way I can hardly explain
It's your life I know
But it hurts me so bad
To see you succumb
To the one thing I thought
You would never become
I just wish you would stop;
I'm scared.
I don't wanna lose you
To some horrid disease
To a habit
That makes you its slave
I don't wanna lose
The sister I love
But
Things were much simpler then.
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Birthday Bubbles
Aug. 8th, 2006 | 12:23 am
mood: 
sleepy
Right, now for a long-overdue update of my birthday celebration,
as planned by Brendyn!
LUNCH at Sfigato!
KPT Kopitiam-- Blk 127, #01-230, Bukit Merah Lane 1, S(150127)
Sfigato is a little gem of an italian stall nestled in a rather obscure coffeeshop in the Alexandra area.
We found out about it from a forwarded email sent by one of Brendyn's colleagues.
The email carried an attachment of a photostated menu quoting prices of pizzas and pastas around the range of S$5-S$6.
I didn't really pay much attention to the actual dishes then (black and white ma... it's a photostat, remember?
So I wasn't really enticed. Heh.) ... it just struck me as a pretty reasonably-priced place to eat Italian fare.
Anyways, it was my suggestion to eat there for lunch, coz I didn't really want him to spend a lot...
(i had a feeling dinner was gonna be expensive! He wanted to book Equinox!)
Also because the glutton in me was fantasizing about how much we could order and stuff ourselves with,
for the same amount spent at some classy, overpriced place. Hee!
So to Sfigato's we went.
Turns out, it is quite near the AIA Alexandra building.
And the food?
Take a peek.
My Gnocchi Di Patate ($6, item #Pa 17 on the menu) carried the following description:
potato dumpling, asparagus, mushroom, cream and tomato sauce.
I had always wanted to try gnocchi, ever since dsylxeic showed me a picture of it on Hedonists+Masochists: Visual Torture .
So I was delighted to find that Sfigato offered it. And I was even more delighted when it arrived, and I took my first, squishy bite.
The sauce: creamy tomato-- currently (and perhaps forevermore) my favourite of all pasta sauces,
was smooth and rich without being gelak,
in the way that Carbonara usually becomes after the first 5 mouthfuls.
The gnocchi itself was well, squishy. In a good way. :D
And the thin asparagus spears and generous quarters of shitake mushrooms complemented the entire dish perfectly.
Bren had a Sfigato ($6, item #Pa 15 on the menu) : chicken, asparagus, mushroom, cream sauce
(Yeah, we didn't realise that we had ordered 2 types of pasta consisting of roughly the same ingredients,
until they had arrived, piping hot, on our table.)
Nonetheless, his was a pure cream-sauced pasta, so it tasted different enough.
I can't remember much about it, probably because I was too caught up with my own. Haha!
But anyway here's how it looked.
Shiok, ah.
I feel damn hungry now.
As always.
Oh and he was wearing his cheery flower shirt!
Cuteness! It made me smile whenever I looked at him. Hee!
We would have ordered a pizza as well,
but apparently Sfigato was featured in 8days magazine the day before we were there,
and their cheese supply was wiped out!
Eeks!
POWER!!
No worries, because I brought Chuanni there to eat the very next day,
and let me digress from the birthday-that-Brendyn-planned events,
as I recommend their superb Rucola e Gamberetti ($6, item #Pa 11 on the menu): prawns, rucola salad in cream and tomato sauce.
We had like 5 big prawns, okay!
And they were quite fresh, as I remember.
The pasta was al dente; the sauce, as always, was bursting with flavour.
We also tried one of their pizzas (thankfully available this time)...
Sfigato ($5 for 7" , $12 for 12", item #Pz 20 on the menu) because, well, it beared the description "all the toppings"
*blush*
It was, as Chuanni would later call it, a "typically Singaporean" order,
since we had to try EVERYTHING that they had, piled onto a pizza.
Heehee!
And it really was quite chapalang.
Chockful of olives (eee, that's the one thing I don't particularly fancy on pizzas, actually.),
sliced mushrooms, sausage, pineapples, chopped onions, tomato paste and cheese,
plus a gazillion other ingredients I cannot recall and cannot spot from the above pic,
it had a handmade crust (evident from it's non-perfect circular shape-- something I feel is strangely endearing
because I admire that it wasn't churned out from some factory with perfect circular moulds).
It wasn't too bad... but I think we were more inclined to the pasta.
Afterwards, we were wiping up the remaining pasta sauce with the pizza crust, because it was simply too yummy to go to waste!
Oooooh.
I do wanna go back to Sfigato soon to try everything else on their menu.
If only it wasn't so bloody far away from home.
But hey, now my darling's got a car!
Heh heh.
Okay I shall now return to the recounting of my birthday celebration with Brendyn.
In the car after lunch, he gave me my pressie!!
A shirt!
Haha! Nah... a present wrapped to look like a shirt!
With a tie to boot.
Heehee!
Extra brownie points for effort!!
And when I tore open the wrapper... I found...
My very own Nintendo DS lite in ice-blue colour,
accompanied by 2 new games: 1)DigDug and 2)the NEW Super Mario Bros!
Coolness!
Heeheehee.
He heard me raving about it when I played with Chuanni's DS lite in Perth...
and how I stayed up till 6am one night with ole' Super Mario,
blissfully unaware of the time as I was sucked into his mushroom-filled world.
Amazing, right.
Sigh.
After watching Nacho Libre, we went to check out Greenwood, in search of somewhere to have a cuppa.
We didn't find one, but we did tour a little gourmet butchery that got me craving for red meat.
It was stocked with all the cuts of beef and lamb and pork, seasoned wings and loins and steaks ready to be grilled,
and recipe notes that were free for the taking...
(which I of course hoarded.
So now I have instructions for cooking lamb stew, beef stew and veal brisket. Woohoo!)
We ended up at Provence in Holland V, our favourite Japanese bakery in the whole of Singapore
(ok, i admit there aren't very many to begin with. But still! It's gooooood. Very gooooood.)
No pics here coz we left our camera back in the car.
But we had a brazillian cheese bun (oooh! it's like a donut, filled with chewy cheese, deep fried,
and coated in a slightly sweet dusting of soy powder. Only $1. A must have if you go to Provence and if it's available.
Another option is the 60cents version which is healthier because it is not fried. The chewy cheese is retained, but there is no soy powder coating.
I like it too, I usually get both when I'm there. But if you do the same, be sure to eat this before the other sweeter one,
if not you might find this a bit tasteless. It is the kind of dread that you grow to love the more you chew.
The taste is subtle, yet strangely addictive.),
a chocolate chip scone (yummy! crunchy on the outside, warm and moist within.
Not too sweet too, and the choc chip is melted, and somehow remains melted. It smells fantastic!
They also have raisin scones and country scones, which I always buy back for dsylxeic because she loves them),
and an anpan donut (soft, fluffy fried donut stuffed with a chunky red bean paste
that you can actually taste and feel with your tongue. mmmph. The normal ring-shaped donut is superb too, but eat it,
as with all donuts, on the day of purchase. Keeping it overnight for breakfast makes the sugar melt, and the dough harden.)
We were holed up in a little corner in provence...
munching on yummy bready...
me with my mocha, bren with his latte...
me with my NEW! ds, him with his PSP.
Hehe!
Then, believe it or not,
we left for DINNER!
Dinner was at a surprise location after he cancelled the Equinox booking.
At my request, he was obliged to keep it under wraps just for fun.
And he brought me to a really really really really nice place at Rochester Park.
Graze is one of many colonial houses-turned restaurants/bars in the Rochester area off Buono VIsta Road.
It is a charming little restaurant, brimming with a warm, inviting ambience and an air of exclusivity.
I was thrilled!
This is my view of the restaurant interior from where I was sitting.
The centrepiece was a large marble table top holding gigantic and medium-sized candles with intricate carvings within the hollowed wax.
Bottles of wine lined an entire wall, and we spied even more bottles in a cellar further in.
Our appetizer was a dish of prawns cooked in 3 ways.
Or more specifically, 3 prawns, each cooked in a different way.
One was tempura battered,
One was grilled,
One was cooked and served cold, with a tiny but extremely refreshing scoop of coconut sorbet.
Freaking minimalist. Haha. I don't think I've ever savoured a single prawn with as much concentration as on that fateful night.
And then.
It was there that I had the most amazing grilled wagyu ox cheek.
Forgive the picture, the lighting was a little difficult for brilliant photography.
It looks like a black mass of burnt meat here,
but let me assure you that it's not.
It is freaking perfect!
Unlike the usual steaks, where you might have to saw through the meat to get a bite-sized morsel disengaged from the rest of the cut,
the knife slides down on this wagyu ox cheek as if it is foie gras.
the charred part is a surprisingly sweet and crispy crust, caramelized by the high heat of the grill and, we suspect, a glaze of honey.
We ooohed and aaahed and gave orgasmic faces with every mouthful of this sweet, glorious meat.
I don't think I'll ever forget it.
We also ordered a grilled barramundi, a generous fillet of juicy fish that was seasoned with a complex mixture of spices,
which somehow seemed to seep right into the fish. 
It was accompanied by a slightly spicy sambal chutney, and served atop a bed of parmesan cheese-stuffed pasta.
We also ordered a platter of grilled half-shelled scallops in garlic.
Shiokadilly!
We were slurping up the juice from the succulent scallops.
And then when I thought we were done, along came the surprise dessert platter arranged by darling!
The waiters sneaked up with it, lit the candle, and wished me a happy birthday. Heehee!
Here's a closer look at what's on it... apple crumble, jelly with choc ice-cream, water-melon sorbet, cheesecake,
deepfried spiced pineapple... chocolate fondant and white chocolate pudding...ice-cream...
My favourite of all, was the chocolate fondant!
Oh man, just look at that molten chocolate flow when I broke it open...
I can eat it all day!!!
Hahahahahahahaha!!!!!
Alright, I'm off to bed now.... Off to dream of chocolate volcanoes erupting with molten chocolate lava.
mmmph.
zzz...
*droool*
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Brendyn's new toy
Aug. 3rd, 2006 | 12:07 am
mood: 
cranky
Brendyn got his new car today!
Well it's not exactly new, it's 2nd hand.
But it's his very own!
Yippie!
I drove home in it today...
with him beside me of course.
And he was appalled that I couldn't find my way home on my own.
Tsk.
I don't like driving with him by my side,
he always gets very worked up
and we end up screaming at each other,
which gets me (the driver) even more worked up,
and hence less able to concentrate on the road,
which in turn makes him think that I cannot drive properly and
... you get the picture. :(
Anyways.
I'm sure with practice i will be fine.
I just wish he wouldn't pick on the way I sit
and on the way I clutch the steering wheel
and on how I weave on the road to keep within the lines
and dig his nose which is very distracting when I'm driving
because I always have the urge to grab his hands and pull them away
which, as common sense would tell you,
is a very hazardous move for the driver
and consequently for everyone else in it.
haha!
yuck, right.
ya.
Okay I will update about last thursday soon...
(Oh yah the car has the same birthday as me! Heehee!)
Gotta document the happy memories too!
Haha!
sheesh.
I am so behind time.
Photos uploading, la.
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I know I should update... but...
Jul. 27th, 2006 | 01:10 am
mood: 
grateful
So!
I shall just freeload.
Go to http://dsylxeic.livejournal.com/157750.h
and http://dsylxeic.livejournal.com/157486.h
for updates on my life in the past 2 days! :)
Thanks, lalilah babu chigalongtornchangtornchang!
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even more fooding around-- Tokyo Disneyland
Jul. 7th, 2006 | 06:12 pm
mood: chipper
For our trip to Tokyo disneyland,
Meli loaned me her precious cape,
and I became..
Winnie the Pooh!
(oh my gosh.)
I swear there's no where else in the world I'd wear that. Hahahaha!
And don't ask what possesed me to strike such a pose.
heh.
We passed by a balloon woman.
I half-expected her to float away.
And Donald was really cute!
I wanna stroke his furry tummy.
and that little tuft of hair in between his eyes. :D
Brendyn was really amazed with this flower garden.
I'm not much a fan of Stitch but it was quite pretty, especially the purple flowers.
And oh my gosh, the Mickey train!
Hehee!! we were suaku first-timers to Disneyland.
Any Disneyland.
So every little detail had us swooning.
Heehee.
We found little Red Indian tents...
One of which I crawled into, to sit on a log and stuff myself silly with popcorn.
We also bought a very nice-smelling/prettily-wrapped-up food item...
One roasted turkey leg!!!
Looked like a chicken drumstick, but it was 1.5 times bigger.
Smelt like heaven!
But it haddalottaveins. yuck.
Had to keep pulling tough stringy veins out of our mouths as we chomped on it.
Then we went to the gift stores...
and tried on the hats!
Heeheehee!
I love it when he's this fun. :)
Boo!
OOh! okay! Gotta go now... more updates later.
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more fooding around
Jul. 7th, 2006 | 05:25 pm
mood: 
super hungry
i mean, just check out the range!
gulp!
And these aren't even the real stuff.
The food replica business maintains really top-notch standards in Japan.
I brought home a whole catalogue of fake food which had me drooling anyways.
Talk about deception.
This is for lalilah!
Yes.
Because my skinny sister has an addiction to cream.
Especially butter cream.
And I know that this picture will simply drive her nuts.
Haha!
Stop licking your lappie top screen already.
Ooooooh don't you just love japanese bakeries?
Oh by the way,
I now have proof
that the legendary japanese toilets
REALLY have a backside washing function!
Hehee!
Sorry.
This is probably inappropriate conversation,
especially since a minute ago i had you fantasizing about crepes and cream.
Haha!
ERm.
As I was saying...
see for yourself!
In case you think your eyesight is failing,
fear not.
It's just a very lousy picture.
I'm sorry la!
I'm kicking myself for taking something so blurred.
sigh.
Must have been quite urgent. Hehe!
(i can hear lalilah: overshare! overshare!)
But from left to right, the buttons are:
STOP, SPRAY(the butt symbol!! hAha!) , BIDET, FLUSHING NOISE.
Haha!
and the bottom row: WATER PRESSURE (-.....+) VOLUME (for the flushing noise la, duh!)
So FUN right!
I spent much longer in the Japanese toilets than i usually already do.
Just pressing buttons and feeling jets of water squirt out at me.
Felt so....... clean.
hehehehe!!
In some more advanced toilets (probably did a software upgrade), you can even control the bloody temperature of the water!
Fwah.
Shiok or not, i ask you.
I found it very amusing that the Japanese are so shy about their shit plopping/pee spraying sounds that they have the option of playing the flushing noise to drown them out.
Cuteness.
I'm really curious about the bidet function in the gents though.
I wonder where their jet streams are directed to. hehe.
Ciggie-vending machines are everywhere in Tokyo!
I was very tempted to buy a pack of virginia slims
(even though i don't smoke)
simply because it came in such a pretty pink box!
Hehehehe.
I didn't in the end though.
oh oh, in tokyo, they have designated yellow boxes...
smoking zones for the smokers to congregate and puff away.
Like the newly enforced system at eating places we have in Singapore now,
except that theirs are found in street corners and sidewalks.
It's illegal to walk along the pavement with a lit ciggie in your hand, i think.
Actually i dunno if it's illegal la.
Maybe it's just discouraged.
Anyway.
Back to the food.
Italian food seems to be HUGE in Tokyo.
Haha!
But it's really good.
Check out this splitza...
I can't remember the flavours anymore.
damn.
we should have kept a log.
Now a whole month has past and my memory is failing me.
But oooooh the enoki and shitake mushrooms are calling out to me now.
This pasta, i remember.
Do you see, that it's a bit orangey, a bit peachy coloured?
That's not because of poor lighting, my friends.
That's because it was cooked with tobiko...those mini orangey flying fish roe!
mmmmmmmmmmmph!
i much prefer ikura (the bigger kind that pops in your mouth, roe of the salmon),
but what a marvelous concoction to add tobiko to cream based pasta.
Excuse me but I am getting serious hunger pangs here.
There was another pasta we ordered...
Although i absolutely cannot remember what went into it.
what are those strips there?
Eeks.
I shall invite meli to view my blog.
Maybe this pic will jog her memory more than it does to mine.
In the meantime hor,
i can't tahan already.
Bye bye, bye bye... let me grab some food before i continue.
dinner is 2.5 hours away!
Too long, too long.
