Monday, December 26, 2005

Santarina Me!

Having been totally swamped at work, I didn't have anytime to do real Christmas shopping, save for 2 hours on the eve of the eve of Christmas Eve. Considering I only started wrapping pressies at midnight of the 22nd, I think I did a pretty good job in time for distribution on the 23rd!

Pressies for all...


Phalaenopsis for PW - who's taking bets on how long it'll survive? ;p



MY stash!

My other favourite thing about Christmas (quite apart from the presents....) is Candlelight Service at church. There's something about the warm glow from hundreds of candles reflecting off faces that makes it magical...


Monday, December 19, 2005

A Weekend of Excessessss



The Line at Shangri-La

Went to The Line at Shangri La for lunch on Friday. A similar concept to Straits Kitchen at the Hyatt – a buffet where there are several counters for different cuisines, except that SK serves up local hawker fare, whereas The Line has Italian, Jap, Indian, Chinese and a huge dessert selection. It even had a giant chocolate fountain! But by the time I made it to desserts, they’d run out of strawberries. Isn’t this supposed to be a buffet?! *disgruntled*

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    Saturday evening, we managed to secure a table at , the private dining kitchen experience from Hong Kong which made its way to Singapore a few months ago. The food was excellent! (Hils described it as the Asian version of Fat Duck) It was modern Chinese, a little fusion-y, but well done. We started out with Prancing Lobster in Dual Sauces, followed by a whole host of innovative starters most with some Japanese flavour. Some of my favourites were the fresh Japanese tomatoes drizzled with a creamy sesame sauce and the 2-week old chicken. Heh Its marinated and stored in the freezer for 2 weeks to simulate the cold climate in Northern China, and steamed before serving.










    The main courses were a riot of flavours Orange peel beef, Salivate Pork (), and (as opposed to har jeong gai <>).

    The beef was tender, almost melts in your mouth, and the preserved mandarin skin was tangy and fragrant.





    We asked for the original level of spicy-ness for the , thinly sliced pork prepared with fiery Szechuan peppers, served with Japanese koniyaku noodles and century egg on the side. The translucent noodles soaked up the spicy gravy, while the century egg helped to soothe the palate.

    The fish was crisp on the outside, fresh and succulent on the inside and came with an interesting Vietnamese style gravy and fresh pomelo.

    Glutinous rice in lotus leaf, topped with hairy crabs, complete with roe. Very fragrant... mmmm.... lotsa carbo and cholesterol, but we just couldn't get enough!


    Of course, fruit wasnt JUST fruit at . Tropical fruit soaked in plum sauce took the place of sorbets as palate cleansers.


    .before Ginseng chicken soup and mushrooms were served.

    Three kinds of mushroom used here: Japanese shitake, Chinese abalone, and Italian Portobello, accented with pickled cucumbers.

    Dessert was . Not your usual ahboh-ling or even your black sesame-filled dumplings. These contained a lovely concoction of sesame, honey, peanuts, salted eggyolk and preserved winter melon. Interesting!



    Dinner closed, with a shot each of whiskey, infused with honey and lime brought to us by the Chef himself, who stayed to chat a while, and whom XJ recognised as his church friend. (If wed known earlier, who knows, we couldve jumped ahead of the usual 2 month long waiting list for a seating!)

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    Christmas Lunch

    Annual Christmas lunch at Chez Leonard’s… started out with a welcome drink. Looked innocently enough, like any other jell-o, but turned out to be Vodka Cranberry trifle. A foretaste of the alcoholism to follow.

    As usual, Leonard outdid himself – roast turkey, plump sausages, 3 kinds of pasta, the creamiest & yummiest garlic mash I’ve ever had, and his own homemade truffle butter. Yumz! No one goes home hungry – or ever needing a meal in the next 12 hours for that matter.

    Highlight of the afternoon, however, was the Jeroboam of Champagne, courtesy of Hanwai and Cindy – a whopping 3 litres worth. We had to chill it in a kitchen pail...

    If you think that’s huge, I’m told there’s something called a Nebuchadnezzar bottle which contains a good 15 litres (20 bottles) of plonk. Leonard doesn’t take too well to bubbly, you see… and hmm.. it didn’t help that we all decided to toast him one by one. Haha. He didn’t hold up for very long. Well, he did get back at us with his shots of tequila-lime and mulled-wine jellies


    Thursday, December 15, 2005

    birthday blues

    this special day doesn't seem so special anymore, the older i get. wonder why. especially this year. is it simply cos i'm just busier and so am too tired and not really in any state to celebrate?... because i'm finally on the WRONG side of 25?... maybe it's just that it's the middle of the week, and the festive mood hasn't set in... i remember being in a similar frame of mind this time last year. kinda of like a quarter-life crisis.

    But I know I've been very blessed, and I actually do have much to be thankful for. A loving and caring family - always there for me, i've found a soulmate I'm soon going to spend the rest of my life with, a bunch of friends I've grown up with and known since 13 and who still remain very dear to my heart, a job I actually like and enjoy, good health... the list goes on...

    It's so easy to take things for granted. Very bad... Must remember to count my blessings and be thankful for what I have. That's one thing that definitely needs to go on my list of resolutions for the coming year. Speaking of which, last birthday, I actually came up with a list of things i wanted to accomplish before i turned 30. sadly, i've barely done anything. Shall give it another go this year:

    1. spend more time with my grandparents
    2. go back to volunteering with kids on a more regular basis
    3. skydive - plans to do this over Monterey Bay this May got scuppered when the London secondment suddenly came up
    4. climb kilimanjaro - need to get to the summit before the receding ice cap disappears totally, thanks to global warming
    5. get open water dive licence - but please don't tell mum and dad...
    6. finish reading Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment - i think i stopped at page 47. oops...
    7. start ballet classes again
    8. play better tennis
    9. sleep earlier when i get the chance (obviously not trying hard enough, seeing i'm up at 1am writing this... hah!)

    Now that's a start... :)

    Saturday, November 26, 2005

    Oh for the love of kids...

    … I actually went to the Jurong Bird Park today.

    I HATE birds. They squawk, they shed feathers, they crap. Major-ly. All over the place. And sometimes even on your head. They are, in my opinion, disgusting, unhygienic, pesky things.

    Having to drag myself out of bed at 6.30am on a Saturday morning after a long work week didn’t exactly help either.

    But I’m glad I did.

    My firm organised a day out for underprivileged kids from the Singapore Children’s Society and the Children’s Aid Society. Most of these kids have rather tragic stories some are orphans, some were abused, some of them just simply were born in families too poor to raise them.

    I was assigned a 6-year old girl, S. S was small for her age, pixie-faced with a head of short, dark ringlets, quiet and shy… or so I thought! After a couple of hours, she turned out to be just the opposite very inquisitive and very chatty. She was petrified when we were in the Lory Loft, though. Lories are these little colourful parrot/macaw-like birds and they are allowed to flit around freely in this aviary. You are also allowed to purchase a bowl of birdfeed and hold it out to attract these greedy little creatures. Of course, I was as disgusted and freaked out as S, who spent most of the time clutching my arm, and her head buried in my side. But I had to appear brave right? So I valiantly held out the bowl of feed and in no time a swarm of lories crowded round to lap it up. YIKES!!!!! Ok, admittedly, it made for excellent photo ops (will post pics later)… but the scratchy sound they made with their claws, their beady eyes darting around and their scaly tongues dipping into the semi-liquid feed made my skin crawl. I was as glad as S to be out of that place!

    The aforementioned lories... ewl...

    The rest of the day went by rather pleasantly, and thankfully, without too many more encounters of the feathered-kind. The kids looked like they genuinely enjoyed themselves Before I knew it, it was 2pm and time to send them off. I felt almost teary when we got to the exit and S reluctantly let go of my hand, turning back many times to wave goodbye. Maybe she felt a little sad to leave too?

    I know just one day doesn’t change their lives and nothing we do can erase the pain they went through before, nor will it make the days ahead any easier. But I’m hoping it made at least a little difference. I’m hoping it gave them something to remember and just a little bit more to smile about.


    Friday, November 25, 2005

    An Evening at the Races

    A long trek to Kranji, cockroach leg in my soup and a spot of gambling just about sums up this evening’s highlights.

    XJ’s firm hosted a client event in one of the VIP lounges at the Turf Club so I tagged along. Ran into one of my ex-clients from B Co. What a surprise. But nothing beats the shock of finding a lone cockroach leg in my "Cream of Wild Mushroom" soup. Gross. All the waitress could muster was "oh my God…" and quickly grabbed the offending bowl of soup and scurried away. No apology, no replacement (not that I wanted any!!!!), and what?!?!? No free gift?!?!?!?

    Of course, no visit to the Turf Club would be complete without placing some bets, right? But before you think we’re compulsive gamblers, let me just state for the record that it’s our first time ever. Singapore Pools kindly provided us with a "Tip Sheet" for each of the races that night. We eagarly placed bets on Gutsy Star and Akashi Champion - tipped as hot favourites to win - but they came in close to last! So much for beginner’s luck!

    Unfazed, we decided to go for a dark horse next - and chose Bright Bambino - which had odds of 5:346 (i.e. you place a bet of S$5 that it will be placed in the top 3 and if it does get placed, you win S$346). Great returns, but that also means it’s unlikely to win lah. But heck the winner of the last race wasn’t a favourite either. Unfortunately, we forget - Murphy’s XJ’s best friend. Moments after we placed our bets, we heard the pre-race commentary over the PA system: our darling Bambino had broken his leg in April. If we hadn’t put our money on him, the events unfolding at the start-line would have been totally hilarious - they were trying to drag the poor horse into the starting grid (izzat what you call it?) and it was kicking and resisting like crazy. No amount of shoving, tugging, kicking, jabbing in the ass would get poor Bambino to step into his place. The poor sweetie must have been too traumatised from his accident! They finally pulled a blindfold over his eyes and led him in. Bambino dear actually did pretty well the first half of the race despite being last off the block. I think he was too freaked out and wanted to get away. He actually caught up and reached 2nd place! Boy, was I cheering for him. But for all his efforts, he still couldn’t last the distance. :(

    We finally came to the conclusion that we were just not born to be gamblers when, for the next race, we placed bets on 4 out of the 12 horses and STILL didn’t win anything. Destined to slog for life I tell you. Sigh…


    View of the race course and finishing line from our VIP box

    Wednesday, November 23, 2005

    Leave me a message!

    … on my new Chatterbox in the sidebar. *grin* an idea I stole from Wilson. Heh…

    Monday, November 21, 2005

    A Tale of Two Cities

    All because my idea of culture is both:

    ..." Poetry, fashion shows, and good wine"...

    You Belong in London

    A little old fashioned, and a little modern.
    A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock.
    A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything.
    No wonder you and London will get along so well.

    and...

    ..." Going to a modern art museum or clubbing with your friends"...

    You Belong in New York City

    You're an energetic, ambitious woman.
    And only NYC is fast enough for you.
    Maybe you'll set yourself up with a killer career
    Or simply take in all the city has to offer.

    What City Do YOU Belong In?

    All new!!

    OK... finally, my new blog's up.

    The past 2 weeks have been crazy-busy. It's only my 11th day back at work since I started on 9th Nov but it feels more like 11 months. Wondering, when will my next break be?...

    The weeks since I arrived back in SG seem to be filled with activity. Don't feel as if I've rested much. All the benefits of my sleep-eat-massage-eat-sleep (repeat ad inifitum) routine back in Phuket have been eroded by my return to 14-hour workdays. Sniff. And when I'm not working, it's frenzied vendor-shopping for our wedding. It's really quite fun - the hunt for dresses, photographers, videographers... but also very draining. Definitely to be done only once in a lifetime!

    More details another time.

    Exhausted.