Project68 [29/02/09]

I woke up 2 days ago weighing a happy 71.5kg. That's 3kg off the 74.5kg at the start of the year and half way to 68kg. That means Project68 by June is right on track!

This calls for a celebration!

Yesterday, I had laksa for lunch and prepared baked macaroni and cheese for dinner. Lunch today was a Japanese ala carte buffet I'm still suffering from and dinner later will be crabs at Eng Seng Coffeeshop over at Joo Chiat Place.

But the main celebration was finally opening my prized Godiva's Platinum Collection that I've torturously avoided since last December. It was a X'mas gift from Fu Onn and I've abstained from it ever since.

Ahhh.. Glorious!!

Earth Hour

In the spirit of fighting global warming (or is it climate change?), we turned off all the light in the house from 8:30pm to 9:30pm..

.. plugged in my laptop to the 50" plasma TV and watched Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle

Laksa At Raffles Place

Was at AIA Tower and Prudential Tower yesterday. So I crossed over to Golden Shoe for lunch. Was pleasantly surprised to find a stall selling Kuching Laksa there. It's a branch of the one at Jurong East.


Unfortunately, the laksa I had that day was way below par. Worse than my last attempt to cook it myself. It was just bland and watery. And like the one at Jurong, it doesn't come with belacan.

However, the few times I tried the Jurong one, the broth was actually quite good. Better in some ways than the Kuching laksa at Bedok.

Sigh, disappointed with lunch.. To think they even displayed a culinary achievement certificate. Double sigh.

Anti Sharks' Fins Soup

Saw this on Ashley. Made me feel proud that Daisy and myself made a conscious effort not to serve sharks' fins soup at our wedding dinner.

Luckily, we did not invite that woman to our wedding!

p/s: The video is a spoof, trying to ride on the infamy of the incident where a woman went berserk at the airport in Hong Kong after she was late for her flight.

Hong Kong Dec 08 - Part I

We arrived at Hong Kong from Macau on the afternoon of Christmas eve, and it was straight to checking in at Metropark Hotel. Now this is one hotel I would really recommend. Nothing glamourous about it, but super convenient and very practical. Check out the picture I ripped from the internet:

We've stayed here before back in 2005 and still loved it.

Rooms are spacious.. even after we messed it up.

Did I mention that the view was great?

Especially at night?

The view you see is actually Victoria Park and Victoria Harbour in the foreground; and Tsim Sha Tsui in the background. One probably cannot get a better view unless it's from the top of Victoria Peak.

From the room, if I were to point the camera downwards, we'll see Causeway Bay Sports Ground. That was where I jogged every other morning for about 4km.

Every alternate morning, I'll hit the threadmill in the gym as well as the sauna. If I did not, I really can't imagine the weight I'ld have put on in Hong Kong. After all, half the time is spent eating!

See the fatso with the double chin? Yup, that's me!

The only advantage 'feeling fat' is you probably won't be too intimidated by Bruce Lee. Honestly, I did not expect him to be so.. small. I'm sure he's quick and strong, but Hey, I'm well insulated.

Anyways, Victoria Park plays host to the annual Hong Kong Brands And Products Expo around the end of the year. We had some time between dinner and midnight mass so we went for a stroll through the fair.

It sure was one big crowded affair. Strangely, I don't only see Hong Kong products being displayed.

Amongst others, there were also instant Singapore Chilli and Black Pepper Crab paste.

And guess what? Klang Bak Kut Teh! *faint*

From Victoria Park it was a short walk to Christ The King Chapel for midnight mass. Somehow the priest that night reminded me of a Causeway Bay gu huo zhai. Priest by day; gangster by night. How cool! We were late but one kind old lady offered to share the front pew with us so we actually got a seat in front of the scene of the nativity. While we were saying our personal prayers during Communion, little children would come up to the figurines of the Holy Family and say their own little prayers.

The purity and innocence of little children in a huge metropolitan city. Very touching!