I finally feel better & less traumatized from last Saturday where I went on an outing make that, 2 outings on the same day. I am ready to talk about it now.
In the early afternoon around 12pm, I met up with my ex-colleague to eat at Novena Square 2. There is this DELICIOUS, I repeat, SINFULLY DELICIOUS place called Chicken Pot. It’s on the 4th floor.
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This next photo makes me salivate all over again!
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God… did you see how steaming hot it is??? That brown sauce is oh-so-yummy!!!! Especially the pot on the right where you can visibly see the steam emerging… *sniffffffffffff*… oh god, I can practically smell it now.
Although it is called Chicken Pot, but they actually serve 3 flavors – Chicken (duh), Beef (has a taste that is slightly too strong for me, but that’s because I don’t really fancy beef) & Spicy Prawn (kind of like your local prawn noodle, but the soup is thicker & spicy). Personally I prefer the Chicken one because the meat is tender & somehow the sauce tastes nicer.
The name does not sound fantastic at all. But I discovered this place by pure sense of smell. I was taking the escalator down when I suddenly detected this fabulous smell!!! *tummy immediately rumbled*… That was what led me to this place. I smelt whatever they were cooking & I ate there & loved it ever since.
So naturally, when I had to decide on a place for the outing with my ex-colleagues, I chose to meet at Chicken Pot. I was definitely hankering for some spicy chicken hot pot yummyomgwtfwhyisthissoyummy!!!
Before I left the house, I do not know what has gotten into me, but I actually spent 10 mins standing in front of my wardrobe thinking of what to wear.
After 10 mins of pondering, I dunno what in the world possessed me to chose a shaggy 3-quarters & worn out T-shirt with some old-looking Adidas slippers?!?!?! When I saw how well my ex-colleagues dressed, I felt a little ashamed of myself. I must not be in the right mind this morning.
After Chicken Pot, we went down to Old Town which is at ground level & I ordered some Blackcurrent Smoothie. It was too sweet for my taste & did not quench my thirst. In fact, it made me crave for water. Water is still the ultimate thirst-quencher.
The worst thing was that we lost track of time because we had too many juicy gossips about other people. Then I had to hurry hurry rush to Orchard to meet Mello. But but but… I was supposed to go home to change into nicer clothes first!!! Then again, I felt too lazy to do that, so I just took the MRT straight down to Somerset.
In the MRT, I had this overwhelming feeling that I simply MUST go on a mad rush to change my entire clothing. Which girl in the right mind would walk around in Orchard in home-wear clothes??? I can NOT wear clothes that were only fit to go to the wet market!!!
313 Somerset shall save my lack of fashion sense that day.
YES! I saw Miss Emily & I know that store sells all sorts of Korean/Japanese-inspired clothes. They have another outlet at Tampines Mall. Best of all, I know that their sizes will fit me perfectly because I have tons of clothes from them.
p.s – not easy to find clothes that fit my twiggy body…
Bought a flowery-looking dress @ about SGD$35. Cheap, rightttttttttt??? The material is not bad too. And I love the way Miss Emily makes the dresses with this elastic band thingy at the back of your waist, so that it makes you look like you have an hour-glass body (sort of). You go, girl… whoever you are. I bet her name is not even Emily. See photo below:
Sigh… POINT those damn toes, Berry!!! Why in the world did I forget to stand on tippy-toes when this photo was taken???? Tyra Banks always say that on America’s Next Top Model whenever commenting on the model’s photos. It is Model 101 to POINT. YOUR. TOES. You will look more elegant… *floats like a butterfly to the toilet*…
And I dun care if I look like an amputee but nobody gets to fully look at my feet!!! I have toes that are meant to be treated like a well-kept secret!!! Tee Hee!
Also, have you noticed that nowadays old granny-type of floral prints are back in fashion??? It’s like… Granny prints are being made new again. And… I LOVE THEM. I have another dress that has an even higher ranking in Ah-Ma (translation: Granny) prints, but I still think it looks good. hahahhaa… I will take a photo of it someday.
After the dress purchase, I ran over to Charles & Keith for some casual yet presentable sandals @ about SGD$30 (or was it $25??).
It looks painful to wear & like the bottom has no cushion for the soles of your feet. When I first saw it, I thought that it would feel like I’m wearing hard wood. However, the material is actually quite soft, but don’t expect it to be super cushion’y. I didn’t get bruised wearing this for the 1st time though.
I like the gold buckle in front! It has this bright clear gold & not the rusty faded kind.
After changing into the dress & sandals, I realized that there is another problem.
My dress does not come with pockets!!!
I had to dump my hp, money, credit cards & EZlink card into the shopping bags. Now, I have to quickly search for a little pouch to carry around!
By this time, Mello called & said that he has reached 313 Somerset. I told him of my situation & he brought me over to Orchard Central where there was this mini bazaar place.
How did this tall dark handsome guy managed to know about this mini bazaar that sells handcraft items & girlish clothes? Is he gay?
No, he clarified that he had just parked his car at Orchard Central because it charged only $2 per entry after 6pm. That is freakin cheap parking within the Orchard area! I am so going to Orchard after 6pm now.
In less than 20 mins, I found the perfect cute little handmade pouch @ SGD$16. =D
Isn’t it a little cutie?? It has the shape of a money bag.
You know, the kind where they put bank money in it? See photo below:
The little pouch is so cute that it totally goes well with the kawaii-fashion that I see on the streets these days! ACT CUTE GIRLS, now you know where to get pouches to make you look even more act cute!!!!!!! REJOICE!!!!
The greatest thing about it was that the lady told me that this pouch is the one & only piece she made, so that makes me special now.
I even took a namecard & it read “Projects By Jane”. She has a blog HERE. And hey! I found a nicer photo of my new pouch HERE!!! It’s the 3rd photo from the top, just below the dragonfly zip pouch. You can see other designs there as well.
I wonder if she can custom make some pouches according to the colors that I want. Probably something with a shorter strap & smaller mouth opening.
Maybe I can request for her to make the outer layer bright sunny yellow with a red inner lining. Hahahhaa.. so cheena (meaning: chinese old-fashioned style), but can match my Granny prints.
Or maybe dark purple on the outside, with a red inner lining. Then paste those Swarovski crystals around the purple cloth. EEEEEEEEEE YUCKS!!! no wait… maybe not a bad idea.
Anyway, after getting the new clothing & pouch, I felt more Orchard-worthy now. We headed down to Heeren basement to this Japanese buffet place. Oh crap, I forgot the name. But it is opposite MacDonalds & there is this fat Sumo wrestler with droppy tits statue in front of the restaurant. I promise to go there again & take lots of photos.
Now I want to defend myself. The reason why I did not take photos was because my stomach was starting to hurt really really bad. I excused myself TWICE & left poor Mello eating alone.
Note: Was it the Chicken Pot? Too spicy, perhaps?? Or… inhygienic???
I…. …. … (there is no better way to say this)… … practically passed water out from you-know-where. My stomach was hurting SOOOOO bad. It cramped up every 5-10mins & when the pain came, I felt like puking.
I could not go on the rest of the night & Mello had to take me to the 24-hour clinic at Bishan Street 11.
Throughout the journey from Orchard to Bishan, Mello kept telling me not to lao4 sai4 (translation: diarrhea) in his car. Hahahhaa… he kept joking & made me laugh with all this weird scenarios about how my diarrhea would go wrong in Orchard Road. But too gross to mention here, so I’ll leave it up to your own imagination.
Note: He probably started joking because he didn’t want me to feel bad for ruining the night?? We WERE supposed to watch The Expandables that night & tickets were already bought… =(
As the medical consultation was after 9pm, it costs a whopping total of SGD$62!!!! WTF, right??????? Why are they making sick people pay that much???? Are we not allowed to be sick after 9pm????? BLASPHEMY!!! Taking advantage of the sick.
So yeah. Last weekend, everything went wrong.
Wore the wet-market clothes even after deliberating for 10 mins in front of my wardrobe.
Went on a mad rush to give myself a last-min makeover to feel more Orchard-worthy.
After all that trouble, got food poisoning (according to 2 doctors, 1 seen on that very day & the other one on the following Monday) & did not enjoy the rest of the night.
Gave up 2 tickets to The Expandable which was bought online earlier in the day.
All in all, I spent about $200.
Still, I would not say that it was a waste.
At least I got myself some nice clothes & a cute little pouch.
I feel blessed that Mello has always been around & not bearing any grudges on me for ruining the outing. Speaking of Mello, I think there were various occasions when we went out & I fell ill.
There was that one time when I felt faint at CityLink & I just HAD to have a packet of Tao3 Ni1 (soya bean drink).
There was that other time when I practically blacked out & Mello had to carry me back home in the middle of the night. Daddy must have heard some commotion in the kitchen, so he came outto investigate. Imagine the shock when he saw this big tall guy bending over his daughter in the dark. HAHAHAHHAA!!! Mello was just making sure I was ok as I sat on the floor to recover from the black out.
Still, Daddy’s expression was priceless. He was practically like…
D: s..s….s….. STRANGER DANGER!!!!!!!
The next morning, when I teased him about looking all shocked & dazed, Daddy still pretended to act tough & said that he was not shocked at all. He even said that he was all ready to karate-chop Mello on the head if needed. Hahahahaha!!! Oh Daddy, you’re so funny.
The skin on my hands are soooooooooo dry.
Time to moisturize.