...and then there were two!

Reunion Dinner
If we had to make new year resolutions for CNY, then I'd resolve to blog more frequently in the year of the ox. I'm so sorry for neglecting this blog for the past few weeks. I've just been inundated with school work! :(

Chinese New Year without all the guilty feasting, sea of red and cheenah songs in shopping centres is definitely not Chinese New Year. (Although I don't miss giving out ang pows, heh heh... or the spring cleaning!) It feels very flat, like Coke without the gas. You still try to get into the mood by wearing red and new clothes, but it's not the same. No bak kwa! No pineapple tarts! No kueh lapis! *SOB!* We did talk about baking some cookies, but that's as far as we got. Operative word being "talked" here. Hmm.

On CNY eve, we decided to have dinner at an Asian restaurant. We had Thai Tamarind Duck, Pad Thai, Gyoza, Beancurd with Seaweed and some stir-fried vegetables. It wasn't that fantastic but it helped us to get into the mood because there was a lion dance! DN was a bit too grumpy to appreciate the lion dance because he was tired of waiting. They only arrived at 9.20pm. We left right after the entire rigmarole and ended up leaving with the lion dance troupe.

I don't know why (must be the cold that impairs judgement!), but PF and I actually expected to see a lorry decked with luminescent flags waiting outside with drums and cymbols clashing. No lorry. Only a Mercedes M-class, a Mercedes C-class and a Chrysler Grand Voyager. Haha! Everyone (lion and all) crawled into the vehicles as PF and I laughed about how lion dancing in the UK can actually be quite profitable.

DN, erm, brandishing his cutlery proudly.

The Pad Thai that was way too sweet and NOT SPICY at all. We asked the kitchen to send some cut fresh chilli over but they tasted like capsicum. Bah. I felt so cheated! We ended up packing half of it back which we refried the next day with some garlic chilli paste.

The restaurant got a magician-cum-balloon artist to come in and entertain guests during dinner and DN got a koala!

The balloon is still with us. Only now the tree trunk is horribly limp and lumpy because DN twisted and twisted and twisted it and then proudly showed it to us and said, "Sausages!". LOL!