Christmas dinner

My mom and I initially wanted to have a buffet dinner and I cleverly suggested Rise at MBS. When we arrived there at 6.30p.m, we were told they'd ran out of seats and would only have available seats at 9p.m! Incredible. We walked around aimlessly around The Shoppes, with my mom clearly disappointed because she wanted a buffet dinner for the whole night to stuff herself silly but slowly. Alas, we came across this restaurant, Yu Cuisine, serving Chinese cuisine and she decided she wouldn't mind. Since I always bug her to eat either French or Italian at MBS, I decided to give Chinese cuisine a try. 

Drunken prawns

Xiao long bao in lobster bisque

Lobster steamed in yellow wine

After the simple dinner made up of just prawns and lobsters, we were satiated. Walked around The Shoppes without any aim, just to digest the full stomachs. Came out of the mall, and the grand city lights greeted us. The whole night sky filled with skyscrapers; the pride of Singapore.
The floating Louis Vuitton caught my eye, I mean, duh, who wouldn't see the huge-ass building by itself on the waters? Decided to act attas and go in. Well, the both of us were pretty well dressed anyway when we stepped in because I saw a lot of Singaporeans decked in slippers in the outlet. Sigh.

My mom apparently went a bit bonkers, suggesting we buy shades. She was so enthusiastic about it. S$600-700 for a pair of shades, seriously? Lao niang haven't felt like money dropped from sky yet.
When we were at the entrance of LV heading back into The Shoppes, they had a lot of collections of various books. We literally spent a good half hour flipping through the architecture and interior collections. Haha, what cheapos.

My high metabolism steered my body to walk in the direction for more food, or desserts. We went into High Society. I wanted to try their cupcakes, for the sake of comparing with Pammy's. But I couldn't bring myself to pay S$6 for just one when I know the ingredients and cost in making one. Damn. Thinking back, maybe I should have just tried. I mean, hi Pam, the lemon cupcake was literally screaming at me "BUY MEEEE EAT MEEEE!" but I had good control. In the end, settled for a glass of white wine, and a slice of cake with 66% dark chocolate and hazelnut that costs $9. See, I should have bought cupcakes too right? Since I was splurging on food anyway.

I realised that the French and Italians, to me, have a secret charm. That bit of elusiveness, mysteriousness and almost like a cut above the rest. I want to learn more about their language, their way of life. Just to close the gap. Reminds me of a moment when I was dining at an Italian restaurant at Robertson Quay, and the waiter, an Italian guy, was so interested in me and even asked for my number. He even had long hair and it was tied up neatly. I think that would have driven many girls crazy. But sadly, I'm not part of that gang. He even gave me a house pour white wine ON DA HOUSE yo. How lucky. And that was like... 3 years back? Lol. My xmm charm. Oh ya so what was I talking before I was indulging in myself?

Seriously, I can't believe the year is over. Singlehood beckons, every year.