not a very scintillating start for a comeback post, i'm afraid.
and i am supposed to be one year wiser!
oz took me out for a lovely dinner at waku ghin, the new tetsuya ( yes, THAT sydney tetsuya) restaurant in marina bay sands. the above cake was a delightful surprise. oz conspired with captain la.a pity the photo couldn't capture the F1 lights outside the window.
for the celebration with the family the next day, i ordered my own birthday cake.
that's being practical, i tell you. otherwise, the family might buy a last minute bengawan solo cake which everyone would be obliged to eat. a sure waste of calories.
i like Flor Patisserie cakes. fresh, not so sweet and oh so light.
so anyway when that japanese girl over the phone asked me for a message for the cake, i gave her the perfunctory Happy Birthday one. a split second later, i was, like, HEY, it's my birthday cake and i can write whatever i want. so i came up with such pearls of wisdom.
with that big blue box, one would have thought that Flor Patisserie paid me to advertise for them.
wiser? maybeyounger? it's all in the mind
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saner? i don't think so.the cake came with the desserts. again, it was an oz-captain conspiracy. but this time i forgot to take pictures.
i was slightly high, on alcohol as well as on happiness.
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