Saturday, May 13, 2006
HAH. i feel great(: i finally went to see an NC16 movie. haha it's the forbidden fruit syndrome.
isn't it cool? we didn't even go to cine! we went to lido(: haha. it was really funny. we lined up for a long time, and only when we reached the counter did we say," aiyarr. let's just risk it." mummy's ermm. 17 (right?) and im just underage. i was really thought the old man was gonna check our ICs! rahh. freakyy. he didn't, ofcourse, and we went in x) it's my first time. haha. next time, i'll remember to bring a jacket k? remind me mummy haha.
anyway, my family, my father's mum (grandma) my father's brother's family and aunty maggie had dinner together today(: has anyone heard of chef chan's kitchen? well anyway, we ate there. the first impression we got when we entered (or rather, the first impression i got) was that the whole place looked like a hangout for chinese mafias. haha. it must be the movie(: so not long after we were all seated, a guy comes over and takes our orders. we left that up to my uncle's family. then came the part about the tea. my aunt probably has a fettish for ba-bao cha. (heard of that before?) i insisted on chysanthemum tea, so we had both. the food took FOREVER to come.aunt P: "the chicken isn't here yet. it hasn't been here for the past hour."waiter: "oh. im sorry, (something) bathing."--i wonder why he's bathing--uncle P: "the chef's bathing? the chicken's bathing?"dad: "the chef's bathing with the chicken?"me: "ohh. a ritual?"dad: "oh yes. it's really special, this chicken, it's the ba-bao chicken." (refer to tea)me: "that explains alot. so you mean he bathes with the chicken and uses the ba-baos to bathe it?"dad: "must be la. that's why the rest of the food took so long. each time he cooks something, he has to bathe!"(at this point in time, uncle P makes a rather RA comment, i will not add it(: )later on, we waited forever for our deserts as well. it was erm. glutinous rice balls. dad: "ba-bao glutinous rice balls?"mum: " ay. they measure the balls k. once it's a little off, they have to re-make."me: "i guess it's a little more difficult to bathe with the rice balls. they burst.."after a long time, we finally got our desert. then the pancakes for my father's brother's family hadn't come yet.uncle P: "it's harder to make the pancakes see."dad: "the ba-bao pancakes?"aunty P: "you're obsessed with ba-bao things!"dad: "wellll. i agree with paul, it takes a longer time cos the chef's gotta sit on it before it becomes flat."all: "eeeeek."so the 3 pancakes come. sure enough, there are butt prints. dad: "so erm. one pancake, one side of the butt.."me: "then what about the 3rd one?" (uhh.)all: "sickkkk!"ahyes. my happy family(:
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