Archive for August, 2008
August 25th, 2008 -- Posted in birthdays |
It’s another year and another birthday celebration for our youngest sister, Annie. This year, the venue is at Picotin @ Turf City.
It was a little hard to perceive the fact that the little infant I once carried is now a young lady. Nevertheless, it’s still too young for (too much) alcohol, young lady 
It’s just ‘another birthday celebration’. What’s so special about this? Frankly, it’s nothing but it’s also everything. Most blogs feature only the craziest birthday bashes where friends get drunk and dirty laundry gets exposed. This birthday bash is nothing as superficial. It marks an important moment in Annie’s experience of growing up and how we have come to witness it so far…
... and another wonderful feast 
Happy Birthday, Lil’s Sis!
August 20th, 2008 -- Posted in nita |
August 16th, 2008 -- Posted in birthdays |
It’s Sunsun’s birthday. I wanted to plan a lil birthday celebration at a cozy place with healthy bites so I picked Alligator Pear as the dining venue for the evening.
It was a mistake.
While the official Fairmont website clearly stated “Dinner: Daily – 6:00 pm to 9:00 pm”, they actually don’t serve food after 6pm. WTF?!! It’s not that we didn’t call beforehand. I called for dinner reservation and the Fairmont operator told me we can’t make reservation as it’s a walk-in restaurant. I’ve no problem with that so I simply thanked the operator and hung up. We only found out when my sister turned up earlier and was told by the waiter that the pool-side-restaurant-filled-with-drenched swimmers-from-the-pool-next-to-the-eatery does not serve food after 6pm. WHAT??!! Why didn’t the operator inform me they don’t serve dinner in the first place? Also, why wasn’t the website updated?
What kind of 5-star exclusivity is this?
Anyway, we settled at Prego located on the ground floor of The Fairmont.
Not a bad place for a birthday dinner with family or friends. We were lucky enough to get a table on a Friday evening, despite the face that the baldy waiter hated me (... bumped my head with a plate and got my order wrong).
Salads and soups for starters. I love the cream of chickpea soup. Thick and yummy.
I ordered pork belly but the waiter got me cod instead. He was apologetic for the wrong order and let me have the cod free of charge while he hurried my order of the pork belly. Great thanks to him, I almost finished the cod and couldn’t eat the pork belly when it arrived.
Some kind of nice birthday surprise… A few tables away, another birthday song was sung heartily by a crew of waiters and waitresses. That totally gave away the surprise factor when Sunsun’s birthday cake came 5 mins later.
It was a nice mango cake, nevertheless. The fruity-rich upper has a nice sour aftertaste to the slightly sweetened sponge and light cream inners. All thanks to Becky, who helped me get the cake in the midst of her busy work schedule.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MiMEOW!!
August 12th, 2008 -- Posted in rants |
It has been a busy week. We’ve just moved back to Singapore and now making preparation for Sunsun to stay at my dad’s house, so she’d have company while I travel for work. From next week on, I’d be flying to and fro KL every week… Flying to KL on Monday and back in Singapore on Friday. It will be more hectic but I know I’d manage.
It’s also a good chance to catch up with friends. I’ve not met up with many friends for a while now. This time, an ex-Gillette colleague just flew in town and there will be a gathering of ex-Gillette peeps this week. I can’t wait to catch up with them.
August 9th, 2008 -- Posted in photography |
... on one of the rare moments being home at sunset.
August 6th, 2008 -- Posted in nita |
We nickname this lil one ‘Ai-Thim’, Thai styled short-tongue for ‘ice-cream’... the mother’s favorite dessert.
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For the past weeks, I’d been rather mesmerized of the new status I’m facing… “Fatherhood”. I thought about this shift in my resposibilities as a human being and find myself moving towards a new light that is starting to lit my path like never before.
This child will be molded upon all my actions. The development of personality, character and habits will depend on how I influence and teach. Even the words and body language will be imparted upon the child.
Is that scary or what?
