mid autumn festival 2008
back frm his penang biz trip, we picked papa up frm the airport n headed for a nice lunch.
changi beach club!
due to a wedding dinner held in the ballroom, we couldn't utilise the main dining area n had to settle for alfresco dining instead. but we still had a nice view of the changi waters. =)
the food was great too!! ^^
in the fried yam ball, there was a treasure-trove of mushrooms! my fav!!
to further wreck the diet, we had mooncakes for tea.. *groans* this time, we opened the baked ones. thankfully, they were more appetizing than the sub-standard snowskin variations this yr.. but oilier... oh my......
what is lantern/mooncake/mid autumn-festival w/o pigging out on mooncakes?!
the culprits!
bcoz one had to fly back to dubai n the other had to go back to hostel, we didn't hv time to disgest our lunch slowly but instead had to gorge down oily mooncakes in the middle of the afternoon with no "moon" in sight. :(
but we still managed to eat alot... sinful!
still, i think raffles hotel had the best mooncake in the baked catergory again!
it takes skill to position the yolk right in the middle. so when cut, everyone has an equal size.
tung lok vs raffles! THE SHOWDOWN!!
notice the tung lok yolk has floated to the side?? mama says its bcoz their lotus paste was less solid when left to set. perhaps they diluted it too much?
another crucial difference is the thickness of the skin.. needless to say raffles is the one with the consistent n virtually non-existant sides. the chef cld mould the crust so thin yet not hv it burst open during the baking process. *respect*
finally a photo of the infamous intercontinental snowskin the little brother hated so much.
"mini sknowskin mooncakes filled with japanese sweet potato and champagne chocolate" nice description hur? unmet expectations. :(
brian (trying to bluff trixie): "try it jie.. u must put the whole thing in to fully taste its true flavour.......... of penicillin."
but he just couldn't resist blurting out his true feelings at the last moment. haha..
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somemore funny conversations...
[in the living rm]
alisa (checking through brian's revision exercise):
"how come u hv some ticks n some not marked?"
brian:
"those unmarked is coz my ans differs frm the ans key."
an irritated alisa:
"THEN WHY DIDN'T U MARK WITH CROSSES?!"
brian:
"my ans is not wrong! it is just different frm the model."
trixie:
"this is math n if ur ans differs n ur still right, ur in denial."
[in the car]
alisa: "to be or not to be, that's the qn.. who said it?"
brian: "aiyah, so easy!"
alisa: "who?"
brian: "let me think abt it n i'll get back to u in 2 yrs time."
(btw, in case u were wondering, hamlet frm shakespeare said it.)
[THE SUPERMARKET SCENE]
starring: me
some root fruit thingy tt first reminded me of bull's horns n a MOUSTACHE?! i think it some calypso root? but i think spelling wrong.
trying to be happy as mama teaches me the art of grocery shopping. haha.. the process to domesticate me is a long n ardous journey....
a fan of sliced shabu-shabu pork!!
baseball bat = sugar cane
baseball ball (got such thing?) = USA potato!
i'm racist. even potato muz USA de.. =P
fine, i hardly look like i'm fighting...
but i left ntuc, a rather entertained girl with a brother in stiches.
p/s (he is still laughing now.)
changi beach club!
due to a wedding dinner held in the ballroom, we couldn't utilise the main dining area n had to settle for alfresco dining instead. but we still had a nice view of the changi waters. =)
the food was great too!! ^^
in the fried yam ball, there was a treasure-trove of mushrooms! my fav!!
to further wreck the diet, we had mooncakes for tea.. *groans* this time, we opened the baked ones. thankfully, they were more appetizing than the sub-standard snowskin variations this yr.. but oilier... oh my......
what is lantern/mooncake/mid autumn-festival w/o pigging out on mooncakes?!
the culprits!
bcoz one had to fly back to dubai n the other had to go back to hostel, we didn't hv time to disgest our lunch slowly but instead had to gorge down oily mooncakes in the middle of the afternoon with no "moon" in sight. :(
but we still managed to eat alot... sinful!
still, i think raffles hotel had the best mooncake in the baked catergory again!
it takes skill to position the yolk right in the middle. so when cut, everyone has an equal size.
tung lok vs raffles! THE SHOWDOWN!!
notice the tung lok yolk has floated to the side?? mama says its bcoz their lotus paste was less solid when left to set. perhaps they diluted it too much?
another crucial difference is the thickness of the skin.. needless to say raffles is the one with the consistent n virtually non-existant sides. the chef cld mould the crust so thin yet not hv it burst open during the baking process. *respect*
finally a photo of the infamous intercontinental snowskin the little brother hated so much.
"mini sknowskin mooncakes filled with japanese sweet potato and champagne chocolate" nice description hur? unmet expectations. :(
brian (trying to bluff trixie): "try it jie.. u must put the whole thing in to fully taste its true flavour.......... of penicillin."
but he just couldn't resist blurting out his true feelings at the last moment. haha..
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
somemore funny conversations...
[in the living rm]
alisa (checking through brian's revision exercise):
"how come u hv some ticks n some not marked?"
brian:
"those unmarked is coz my ans differs frm the ans key."
an irritated alisa:
"THEN WHY DIDN'T U MARK WITH CROSSES?!"
brian:
"my ans is not wrong! it is just different frm the model."
trixie:
"this is math n if ur ans differs n ur still right, ur in denial."
[in the car]
alisa: "to be or not to be, that's the qn.. who said it?"
brian: "aiyah, so easy!"
alisa: "who?"
brian: "let me think abt it n i'll get back to u in 2 yrs time."
(btw, in case u were wondering, hamlet frm shakespeare said it.)
[THE SUPERMARKET SCENE]
starring: me
some root fruit thingy tt first reminded me of bull's horns n a MOUSTACHE?! i think it some calypso root? but i think spelling wrong.
trying to be happy as mama teaches me the art of grocery shopping. haha.. the process to domesticate me is a long n ardous journey....
a fan of sliced shabu-shabu pork!!
baseball bat = sugar cane
baseball ball (got such thing?) = USA potato!
i'm racist. even potato muz USA de.. =P
fine, i hardly look like i'm fighting...
but i left ntuc, a rather entertained girl with a brother in stiches.
p/s (he is still laughing now.)
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