Saturday, May 27, 2006
une cuisine francaise exotique
it started as an innocent act of boredom. the perfect way to disguise my disinterest in superficial conversations and ignorance towards subjects which require higher intellect.you know how the digestion process works right? it's mentally impossible to summon an ounce of energy to the brain after perpetual heavy meals (for me la).
so i play with food. rather compulsively.
trump hates it when i play with my leftovers, especially mashing rejected hard-boiled egg yolks into a gory molten state which they happen to stink really bad.
sotongs, 2 vege stalks from pk's mee soto and mutton curry from the prata i had.
voila!
une cuisine francaise exotique.
fuck at 1:51 AM
food art
you can probably tell i don't like carrots, dao gay
(bean sprouts) and that green garnish stuff, possibly parsely. coincidentally, all the "art works" were accomplised on differenct occassions at the same cafe-restaurant, cybercity which serves asian food - hongkong style.happy faces - good food, good company
ugly/sad/angry faces - bad food, bad service quality.
cyber should know the only person who does food grafitti is me. creative feedback, don't need to write stupid oily feedback forms, don't have to be literate to get my point. how cool is that. wahaha.
fuck at 1:47 AM
more greasy faces
if you're going to criticise on my diet, please, cut me some slack. fuck at 1:45 AM
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
served chilled
i hate shivering in hot showers and sitting on the freezing toilet seat but i'd love to have a cup of nice hot chocolate, a comfy blanket, a feel-good chick flick and some girly company.where are you my lovers?
fuck at 2:38 AM
Friday, May 19, 2006
home-bound
it didn't happen.so much for the excitement.ps: do not watch the da vinci code if you've read the book.
fuck at 12:22 AM
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
leaving on a (private) jetplane
so finally, we met the man who romanced jodie with a date on his helicopter.he hosted a private party at marriott's restaurant where i had the most intimidating dinner ever where dinner topics revolved around him being a shareholder of sgtel, dining with a certain mr lee on thursday.
anyways, jodie and family are leaving for sg tomorrow and im supposed to be flying with them too.i cant hardly wait!
fuck at 10:52 PM
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
photo of the day II - sam's doing
fuck at 12:33 AM
photo of the day - princess's pink lancer
fuck at 12:30 AM
having chilli crabs in brisbane isn't that much of a hooha, considering van d.i.y.-ed her hainanese chicken rice in milan, where oyster sauce is an luxury item. but then again, we were deprived, I AM DEPRIVED and trump's mom's culinary prowess matches a 24 hour order-as-you-like room service. she recites her recipes and i listen, trying to look as if i memorised the procedures.trump has never brought me to the famed mount coot-tha where lovers have public rendezvous and kissing marathons.pui!
fuck at 12:10 AM
Monday, May 15, 2006
the brewing escalated into somewhat looks like a forest fire, but in wintry may - a rather uncommon sight
. will look out for the news though. fuck at 1:37 AM
Something's brewing at the back of my house.
fuck at 1:00 AM
Monday, May 01, 2006
seafood beer -i-saw-russell-crowe-fest
it was XXXX gold, tooheys new, smirnoff red and bundaberg rum galore. the periodic yellow tents, black tents, blue tents, yellow black blue yellow. bah!
the beer menu, see how overly priced a smoked salmon cream cheese and chive roll or an ocean king prawns and aioli roll cost. a preposterous AUD$8! the crumbed calamari, fish and chips, squids possibly cost much more (i don't know i didn't pay haha). the next best thing besides gorging on exorbitantly priced grilled prawns, fresh prawns and other seafood presumably, is RUSSELL CROWE! russell freaking crowe the freaking oscar winner!
*star-struck*
i didn't know he can sing and has a band, 30 odd foot of grunts, supposedly disbanded or was that performing band his or why he was he even in a small city like brisbane. but he certainly has a few patriotic fans in the mad party crowd, only having the drizzle urging to dissolve the crowd much too quickly.
fuck at 9:30 PM