We felt like yum cha so we headed to the Fat Buddha in the Queen Victoria building. It was the worst yum cha experience ever. Not that the food was bad, I never really got the chance to taste them. We managed to order two things but the trolleys just kept zooming right past us despite our best attempts to flag them down. It was past 2 pm by this time and the place was almost empty so there was absolutely no excuse. We decided to cut our losses and find somewhere else to eat. It was the first time I walked out of a yum cha restaurant without feeling like I'm about to burst especially since we were fully prepped for a food comatose. What a fat disappointment.
Afterwards we headed to Din Tai Fung dumpling bar in Westfield Centrepoint. They didn't have as extensive a menu as the one in World Square but what they had was really good.
Pity there wasn't much else I could eat because most have pork. Which meant there was room for dessert. There are so many places to go to for dessert in the city but somehow we always end up in Max Brenner. My favourite is the
cramped cozy four-table Max Brenner next to David Jones on the lower ground floor. I'm a creature of habit and I've been going there for years.
Speaking of habit. You know you have one when a barista recites your order even before you've placed it.
Sausage McMuffin meal with apple juice and small skim chai latte.
No, I don't have McDonald's for breakfast everyday. The chai latte isn't even for me. It's for a friend at work who leaves a breakfast bar on my desk every morning and usually has some sort of fruit for me as well. Back in my Sydney Uni days the guy from Wendy's in the Wentworth building will start making my hot chocolate as soon as he sees me walking up the stairs. I give him a quick wave, I go to the bathroom and by the time I come out my hot chocolate and two cinnamon doughnuts are waiting for me. Doughnuts and hash browns. It sounds bad but my diet isn't really as bad as it sounds, really.