Bloat Gloat

I'm always stunned when I start a new post. Because I wonder what would make a good opening. And then when I start typing, it keeps going on and on like a river flow.

Aye, there ranting about nothing and I've started the post like that. Doesn't it seem strikingly like many of the choices that we make in life? We procrastinate and think and think again, but do nothing about it, so in the end there's no action taken at all, and nothing is done. In Physics this is called zero work done despite all the thinking. In life, it's called NATO. No Action Talk Only.

I was supposed to gloat about being bloated.

Despite it being so close to the very first paper of the monstrous A levels, I just had a very very fulfilling gastronomic experience over the public holiday and a wonderful Saturday. Yesterday's Deepavali (I typed and re-typed the word 4 times putting in double "L"s and "P"s because blogger keeps highlighting it red before I googled it and realised I've been typing the correct one all these while, lol) saw a huge huge crowd at ECP Jumbo Seafood. It was packed full house and the groups of people gathering outside with reservations were enough to scare. It reminds me of those long snake queues you sometimes see at the interchange with the newspaper stall vendors giving some free gift and loads of aunties and uncles queue up for it.

So yes, I have been long winded and extensively naggy about things unrelated to my main point. We decided to head to the nearby Red House Seafood Restaurant. I have been mad craving for prawns recently because APPARENTLY my lips have not been reacting to them anymore. HA!

We ordered Drunken prawns with Hua Diao Wine and herbs. I never get sick of this particular dish despite eating it from young. Then we had steamed Soon Hock, if you've been to Chinese weddings, it's a favourite fish for hoteliers to offer to couples in their wedding package. It's smooth, fresh and soft but tangy. I've been through a myriad of fishes with textures ranging from bouncy to stiff dry; this Soon Hock surely did not disappoint. And then we had Braised Spinach Tofu & Honshimeiji Mushroom topped with crisp conpoy. Now that was a mouthful. I think I can swallow the tofu faster than typing its name out. How can anyone go to East Coast with its entire stretch of restaurants boasting their signature Chilli Crabs and leave without eating it?

We ordered that with super good Man Tou. I love Man Tou especially when it's fresh out from the oil, i mean wok, crispy on the outside and tender inside.

The whole Chinese dining experience was peppered, okay that was an understatement, it was overloaded with the big nose Chanel's laughter, mad interest in their wait staff, and food accidents where chilli padi took a splash on the table. The crab eating process left her phone so dirty I told her she might as well just dip her phone into the sauce and eat it.

Fast forward to tonight's dinner, we went to Vivo and I realised that my world's view of dining places had been so limited to the East. Because i swear, Vivo has the largest range of restaurants to choose from. Next time I know where to go if I'm clueless. Heh. My brother recommended a Japanese Charcoal grill restaurant, Tajimaya, he has been raving about that place since months back because apparently it was nice but too expensive for him to keep going there with friends. Basically, any sucker for Wagyu beef would love this place. The marbling on the beef is so extensive

and the charcoal grill helped spread the wonderful smell of the beef. I love beef so much. It's my favourite meat ever. We had generous portions of different parts of the cow and some salmon and cod fish to complement the carnivorous diet. It's a smart concept of Tajimaya to simply serve up uncooked well marinated dishes to diners. So much for saving all the chef's effort in cooking it to the diner's tastes and preferences. In the cheapskate practical perspective of a typical Singaporean, one would just label the concept as damn 好赚 lor.

Ok that's it.

It's time to stop gloating about my dining experiences while I remain perfectly slim and skinny despite having not climbed/run/skated for months. Heh heh heh. I, surprisingly, still don't have a belly to show. No muffins. Nothing. See la, all those who keep calling me being too skinny for my own good. Many would die to be in my shoes. Eat with no exercise but yet still slim.

Okay, I have gloated enough. Time to weep in my little corner while I return to the devil books and you can have the last laugh.