Cw and I went to Pique Nique (a teaser for picnic, I think) for dinner. It's located all the way at Jurong and the only reason we went there is because my ex working place is in Jurong and I have the car, so whoever wants a lift, please come and meet me and not the other way round. =X I'm NOT being stuck up/snobbish by saying so, I do give very close and selected friends the "to-and-fro". If you have this privilege, you know your placement in my heart. But obviously, I don't do the "to-and-fro" to everyone and I'm sure you guys are the same. Don;t go all saintly on me by saying that you do the "to-and-fro" to everyone, cause you're just lying.
So anyway, I was feeling westernised on that day and so Pique Nique it is! I've NEVER tried it so whatever that I'm commenting can be quite genuine. I've realised some food bloggers only go to places that people recommend, I'm not a trend follower, so heck it. I feel westernised, so let's plonk ourselves down for good old' pasta!
I got the spicy prawn aglio olio! I need my pasta base to be spicy. I can do cream and tomato base, and even if there isn't spices within the sauce, I add tons and tons of chili flakes. I can't live without spiciness (Maybe that's why my temper is so bad).
I am very particular when it comes to aglio olio. Cause the garlic, the basil, the sauce has to be tossed properly and still retaining its taste. This is good! I've eaten at places where they don't toss the aglio olio right, or it was too garlicky. This one has got the taste there. So my fears were assuaged. I couldn't remember what Cw had, I was too absorbed in my pasta.
I wouldn't say this brownie is to-die-for, but it has its credit values as well. It's good enough for me because I wouldn't purposely order dessert. I only order when I have the craving for it. Some orders for the sake of ordering, that's not me. To be honest, the ice-cream serving is huge, although the brownie can be slightly better. I ate ALL the ice cream anyway (like who says no to ice cream?).
The best was the chamomile tea. I'm a tea fanatic. Anything tea, anything green with tea, and you got me.
For me, I need chamomile with honey. I don't know why, but earl grey or english breakfast, I can simply do with sugar, but chamomile must be with honey. Weird, I know. Finished the whole pot and can do more. :)
Pictures of the narcissist me:
Both pictures when I had curly hair. I'm going to cut my hair short now - 11th July! So we'll see how it goes, I had long hair for almost half of my lifetime, its time to let it goooo.
Today is sunday - Please DO NOT let me be sick. I was sick almost every sunday. The worst was on the 7th (I remember that day because Cw was out mj-ing till late and I was helpless) and I started my first day of work on the 8th! Had the worst stomach flu, doc gave me my most hated jab, I shit in my panties (I'm sorry if its too much info, but I really did that) and Cw had to wash my poo from my panties. That's how sick I am. Ask him if you guys think I'm faking.
My dad had to drive me to the doctor because I couldn't do it myself. I bombed the clinic's toilet TWICE. And whenever I fart, it wasn't gas, it was shit. So I had to wear my sanitary pad the whole day. So tell me, when Cw wasn't home when I needed him the most, does he deserve the whole "D convo"? But it didn't went through, cause I cried while shitting/vomitting that I didn't want the divorce and hugged him so madly. But after doing that, I had to run into the toilet and only when Cw heard me vomitting that he decided I was really sick. :|
I got such a nice husband yea? But he totally regretted his decision. So ladies, have stomach flu. You get to me thin + husband to do your bidding (for that day only). But only do it when you're engaged, with a baby in tow, I felt like dying. Seriously, I was all "Just let me die". Being melodrama as usual. Heh.
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