Monday, 15 September 2014

The Days Turn Into Weeks Into Months. Saturdate.

I can't believe it has been 5 months since my last post. I always intend to post something totally mundane as I always do but somehow I can never find the time to break free of the mundane things that I do so I can sit and write. I have been back to work full time since July and there's just not enough hours in the day for everything. It's a 4 am wake-up so I can do 2 hours of work in peace and quiet then from 6 AM it's a rush to get ready, pack lunch, get everyone fed and dressed, daycare drop off, fight the traffic, spend the day at work, fight the traffic to pre-school to pick up son #1 then fight the traffic to daycare to pick up son #2, cook dinner, feed the little people, bathe them, put them to bed, get dinner ready, eat, clean, try to do a little bit more work and before you know it it's 11 PM sometimes later before I go to sleep. And then it starts again. I am the sort of person who doesn't function well under 10 hours of sleep.

Despite all of the above, I thrive being at work.

My last post was about our Anniversary date. Dates are so rare nowadays that I never thought I'd have back to back posts about dates. I don't even remember the last time we had a date other than for our anniversary. It was definitely the time before Children. Last Saturday we went to Momofuku at the Star. I don't know about you but I find casinos very tacky. Momofuku however, did not disappoint. For the $$$$$ that you pay, you expect it not to.

A very pretty dish and painstakingly prepared.

Beef tongue and snail. The tongue was so tasty and tender. I never thought I'd ever eat tongue let alone like it.

We had the non-alcoholic pairing. I really wanted the wine pairing but I knew I'd be totally sloshed after just two glasses and if I'm going to pay that much for food and drinks I'd like to enjoy and remember enjoying it. I tend to not have much recollection of things after only a few glasses. Plus I was wearing 4 inch stilettos.

It was really interesting being seated at the bar surrounding the open kitchen. I was expecting MasterChef style chaos but there was no shouting, nothing went wrong, there was no rushing around, no clanging of pots and pans, nobody was having a meltdown, no mess, no drama. It was very calm, serene even. The chefs barely talked but that's not to say they didn't communicate. Each chef had a station but they all came together to plate up like it was a well-timed choreography and everyone danced their part seamlessly. The only thing that resembled MasterChef was the occasional quietly spoken "Yes, chef." It was quite fascinating to watch. 

Afterwards we walked past Adriano Zumbo's patisserie but didn't buy anything. Then we went up to the casino to have a look. I have never walked into a more depressing looking place. As the escalator was going up I noticed money in the fountain. Sure people throw money into fountains all the time, I have done so myself at the Trevi Fountain (shameless name dropping) but we're not talking 20c coins here. There are notes in the water. You can really sense that this is a place where people come to throw away money. On the main floor people are just glued to the machines like zombies looking absolutely miserable. There were rows upon rows of electronic roulette where everyone bereft of soul just stares blankly at the screen showing the virtual roulette. It wasn't at all like the Las Vegas casinos depicted in movies, nobody was celebrating and there were no heists. Oceans Eleven is very misleading.

I spoke a little earlier of choreography and dancing. Well, On Sunday I was rummaging through my parents' garage in search of a pair of platform shoes (more on that on a later post which will hopefully be sooner than 5 months) when I found a box of my pointe shoes. Naturally, I put them on straight away to inflict pain on my toes.

Sure my legs don't go up to my ears anymore but basically I still got it!

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