I want to eat nothing but foie gras for the rest of my life.

And Indomee.

Come to think of it, foie gras and Indomee would make a helluva kickass combination, don’t you think? =D

So the inspiration of this entry was the spectacular dinner we (family and I) had yesterday. It’s this place called Canton Wok which is located in this dinghy little corner of Joo Chiat. The food was 23491832490218% awesome. We had this foie gra on spinach/spicy jellyfish starter thing which was godly, and the ridiculously luxurious baked crab in cream sauce, and the disgustingly extravagant bird’s nest in almond cream for dessert.

These days I have been feeling an irritating sort of discontent with my life, but that has largely been quelled in the last 30 minutes or so because:

1. Bird just gave me links to about 2349820931803291 Korean dramas; I am going to save Damn alot of money by not going out and holeling up at home to finish the whole lot and

2. V. Cathartic conversation I just had with Rachel.

Men suck, eat Indomee.