Putien Lunch with a squealing Baby is scary

So I decided to start taking my one day off per week strategy to clear out my yesteryear leave, because we are very busy now so it is not very considerate to take all the leave at one go. Schnappi said it wouldn't be as restful as block leave would, but I think the emo drop after coming back from block leave is very much worse.

Still I did manage to enjoy myself yesterday. I convinced Mutter to smuggle the little darling, i.e. my baby Neffe, out to NEX. I promised her an excellent lunch. I was in need of one myself, after living like a puritan all these months since buying the *&%# apartment. Signs are showing that the disciplined life is killing me. I actually ran to the ThreeSixty supermarket at ION on Thursday. Somehow shopping in an atas supermarket restored my happiness bar, though I still hesitated to buy foie gras. Anyone knows where I can buy cheap but decent foie gras? I want to pan fry foie gras and beef cubes like the Lei Garden does. But I did buy two prepared filet mignon. Hmm. How to cook a decent filet mignon??? Youtube to the rescue!!!

I have never been to Putien so I was agreeable when Mutter suggested that for lunch. Apparently they have a ala carte buffet, my SIL later told me, but I stupidly ordered from the ala carte menu. O.Opz.

 

I didn't order much, just a Homemade tofu, Chicken in red lees (Love to eat that, still trying to figure out how to make it myself), White Lor Mee, and yam cubes. The yam cubes was interesting, deepfried and then adorned with a piquant (tastes sweet yet has a weird taste of shrimp *eek*) sauce.  But totally diminishing rate of returns after a few bites, it was a bit of struggle trying to finish the dish. The chicken was a disappointment, because the portion is kind of pathetic and not very tasty. The tofu was ordinary, I do not believe that they made it themselves, it tastes like the generic supermarket kind fried in lard.

I forgot to take a photo of the unmemorable tofu =D

Food wise it was kind of a blah, despite the unique dishes and my being very hungry, because of all the bloody MSG they put in them. This means an automatic ban for me.

 

Mutter ordered a special corn drink which cost an eye-watering SGD5.90, and myself a equally scary imported tea (from Taiwan) at SGD4.90. The drinks are not cheap! The lunch came out to be SGD65, plus tips. I had to tip them because of the emotional distress my Neffe caused *Hahaha*.

The little precious cried a bit when we struggled to put him into the baby chair (the irony that he cried later when I lifted him out of the same chair after the lunch was not lost on me). The restaurant gave us a corner table. Bad idea, because the Neffe could not be distracted by the goings-on outside, so he was extremely engrossed in distracting us. He kept squealing, not the cute baby kind but the piggy going to get killed kind, because he wanted us to feed him too even though he already had his lunch. I can see the resemblance between him and I in this case *haha*. Mutter fed him a banana but he wanted to be fed the banana at the same time we were having lunch. He didn't want to feed himself. One thing good about the baby was that he will accept any food =D so we gave him some tofu and Mutter's corn drink as well. He will eat anything but he will grin if he likes what he is tasting.

I apologized to the table next to us. I appreciated that they did not request to change tables despite the Neffe and after watching so much Crayon Shinchan, I figured it was good manners for destroying their dining experience. Besides when I am at a decent restaurant I do get annoyed at little children running around and making a lot of noise. So I can understand how they feel. On one hand, I despair at my baby Neffe squealing non-stop (powerful lungs the kid has), and yet I find him irresistible.

Service was excellent, but the waitresses did not help matters by teasing the baby. He is such a handsome little bugger so I am not surprised. We did draw some curious stares because he has a Caucasian-like complexion and I looked like his bloody Filipina maid who was handling him awkwardly. The waitresses kept walking to the table to play with him.

If I thought he cried excessively when we put him in his chair, it was nothing compared to when one of the waitresses put her head near the spoon, pretending to steal his banana. The baby cried like we were starving him. Tears rolled extravagantly down his cheeks like a waterfall. It must have been some banana, I was thinking. Thereafter he kept eyeballing at the same lady whenever she walked near the table.

Love the boy, but I think he is the best contraceptive a woman can have.

My first Erdbeeren crop

May it be the first of many. I am happily trying to grow more of them from the 3 runners =D

I read that potassium helps. Hmmm. The damn things are SAUER though.

OHMIGOD I M SO ANGRY

You know how I love to cyber stalk using Google right? So I ran my name again to see if I could find anything interesting (and remove it if possible).

Some time ago, I mentioned that there was a Chinese Mainlander lady with the same Chinese name as me and that she is now doing research at my ala mater? As for my English name, I have long since given up because it is such a lame ass bourgeois name. Though Google + yielded some chick whom Schnappi thinks is hot. I asked him to go to a nearby mirror and check out whether he has developed a belly and lost a lot of hair (I am referring to the stereotypical Caucasian male who loves Asian p***y).

Alas today, I found out that I had won something from the library. This would have been my third win, since I won two dictionaries, one pair of tickets to the Dains Festival some years back. And now I apparently won a gift pack but because I was locked out of two of my email addresses, I did not receive notification about my win and it has been forfeited.

Ohmigod I am such a fucking moron sometimes.

Updated!!!
Yes there was another triple Face2palm again. I was playing CoH and told my teammate where I was going to drop the v1 and then I ended up blowing up two of his panthers and not a single enemy tank. Oopz. Luckily we have played together all the time so he is very indulgent of any stupidity on my part.

3rd CoH-less day

The pent-up frustration I have all day has no means of dispersing. I think I may slowly but surely go mad. The so called advantages I had anticipated had not come to fruition as I am still staying up late till 1am, talking to Schnappi, playing my Time Management game (seems like I only like to play those), packing my stuff, trying to find my artwork.So I am still neglecting my art and German and violin praxis.

I just go to bed angry that's all. I need to go to the game arcade and shoot something in the face. Perhaps after violin class today.

Who the fuck is Joel?

Today I was busy hunting for something when someone called. Actually I have been ignoring this number pattern, because I figured it was probably either an irritating telesales person offering me a loan or an insurance agent who got my number from god knows where. Trust me, there is nothing that will get my blood flowing than when I am busy at a meeting or discussion and someone calls me to waste my time.

However yesterday my vendor called with the similar first three numbers, during my meeting, so I totally ignored it. He later smsed me saying he just called, so I called him back after my meeting. Therefore today, I was irked to see a strange number, but since it had the same pattern as my vendor's, I picked it up.

"Hello, (almost typed my real name here *haha*)." Cheerful.

"Hi. Who's this?"

"It's me, Joel." In a tone that is surprised that I don't know her. 

"In what capacity do I know you?"

"Oh hi, (my real name). I am Joel from (idiotic Insurance Agency), I would like to offer you (blah blah, I had stopped listening)..."

I interjected, "I am not interested. Thanks for your time." Poot.

Of course this is not the most irritating. The most annoying situation happened on the day of the Sojabohnen Eis fiasco, when B1 was trying to comfort a very upset me with Mr Bean ice-cream. We were walking towards the shop when some chick popped up next to me.

"Hi Miss, do you know where is (some bank)?" Cheerful (this should be a sign).

I pointed it out to her, wondering why did she want to go there, since it was already evening and the bank has closed. 

"Congratulations, Miss! Because you have guessed the bank's location correctly, I would like to reward you with some vouchers, which you can get if you buy (some bloody Insurance. I also stopped listening, because I was *pissed*)."

B1 hurriedly dragged me away after waving the girl off with an abrupt "not interested." Guess he was interested in not letting me go to jail for EXTREMELY AGGRAVATED assault.