Cooking for my partner
When I’m able to sleep for many many hours, it just means that
1. I’m freaking tired;
2. ALL my friends have got their own plans.
I was in bed by 8pm, Friday. Minus an interval where I got up to pee, I stayed in bed till about 2pm, Saturday. Whew…
1. That’s how hard I’ve been working for the last couple of days.
2. That’s how comfortable my bed is, how alluring my smelly blanket is…
3. That’s how NUA I am. Hahahaha.
After hosting a roadshow at the new Cathay Cineplex with Mary, I was off to a service apartment at Bukit Timah for Lingzhi’s birthday.
They kept me rather busy with lighting firestarters cos they had real trouble starting an actual fire for the BBQ by the pool. Two and a half hours after the virgin attempt, the pit hadn’t seen any real action besides vigorous fanning and the pretence that charcoal is Lego.
“Ok, I want a McChicken and large Coke. Anyone wants anything?” Well, I don’t know how to start a fire, and there was nothing much I could do, besides drafting the contingency plan of calling 67773777. 
While considering whether I wanted to change the McChicken to a Fillet O’Fish, someone voiced out that it would be easier to cook the food in the apartment kitchen. And so, the ever-so-helpful me, drove out with A to get cooking oil.
Because they had managed to get a fire going by the time we returned, we split into the Kitchen Team and the BBQ Party.
Now boys and girls, the kitchen is a really hazardous place. This is the conclusion of Cruz Teng, a member of the Kitchen Team.
… I got a scolding from G for walking around with a ladle and dripping oil all over the place… H almost disfigured me by throwing a piece of wet sotong into the pan of hot oil in front of me… And I didn’t fail to knock my big head on one of the cabinet doors. But it’s a good thing they kept the knives away from me…
Please don’t walk away thinking I’m a good-for-nothing in the kitchen hor. G commented my chicken wings looked really nice.
I don’t know about the taste cos the few I fried were mixed in the pile subsequently. Hmmmm..
Hahahahaha!
Of course lah, as you cook, you tend to eat a little here and there.
This is another example of Enjoying the process, not the product.
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Here’s wishing Lingzhi a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Pity the drinking session didn’t erupt into a puke fest like last year. 
And thanks to the organisers for the planning and execution. Me, as usual, just turned up with a smile. But I fried some chicken! Hee.
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