Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 7, 2010
The head chef from hell is back. Reigning superiority in all 4 corners of the kitchen. Gosh, if someone could strip his ugly veneer and reveals what is eating at him all this time.
Aigoo!
Sidetrack: After much fruitful searching, I have found out the title of the cooking programme Sae Young is hosting is Table Of Chef.
Now for the real deal.
The episode started on where it left off, at the pedestrian crossing. The face-off ensued and the strangely even-tempered side of Hyun Wook appeared once again. I have no idea what in the world is going on.
Anyway, Yoo Kyung proceeds with her life by spending the night downing glasses of Soju. She must have skipped the street fare as she stopped for a couple of instances to throw up along the sidewalks after. Then, she ran into Kim San. No clue as to how he coincidentally bumped into her; unless he was stalking her all that time.
Again, the Kdrama coincidences are flaring up.
He probes her about her heavy drinking and questions the reason behind it. “Were you fired?” Oddly, she struggles to keep her pride intact when she is around Kim San, unlike the countless of times she would appear in La Sfera despite her being fired by Hyun Wook multiple times. More on that later.
He decides to end his playful interrogation and lightens the mood by getting her “clean up after her puke”. She seems slightly more at peace and satisfied with herself for the rebuttals and casual talk.
At the time when the women were in their drunken stupor and sauntering along the sidewalk, Sae Young is once again featured — now pounding a treadmill. Then, a blast from the past reveals a tiny slice of her history with Hyun Wook. Hmmm, I wonder if he has any conscience for firing canoodling kitchen staff…
Thereafter, Hyun Wook walks into the same fitness center (24 hour gym. I. Am. In. Love.) after Sae Young has left. Eh.
This is yet to up the ante of weirdness. Kim San appears before Sae Young (Again! His first was at her book signing session.) at that hour of the night. My mind just trailed off the time when Hyun Wook mentioned that a woman meeting a man at such a late hour is to “sleep together”.
God how this leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Ok, so maybe he was not stalking Yoo Kyung but dropping by to visit Sae Young as he was informed of her whereabouts? In any case… Don’t these people sleep?!
Tweet tweet went the little birdie by the window sill. It is morning! Hyun Wook arrived at work bright and early, pleased at himself of getting rid of her other sex in his workplace. Ah, the sweet sweet taste of victory and misogyny. Lingering, savoring.
Ah! Hyun Wook had a rude shock when he swung open the door to his locker. Yoo Kyung has taken residence in it, claiming it is the roomiest of them all. She pleas and whimpers a “I want to make pasta”. Honestly, this is when Hyun Wook is seriously pushing his character to its limits. “Pasta! Pasta! Pasta!” Never mind his unfriendly demeanor in the kitchen and his misogyny antics. What annoy me in the constant need to punctuate every sentence with a yell. I mean, for goodness’ sake. I CAN HEAR YOU. No need to scream to exhibit your superiority in the work place. I could go on all day with his actions…
Thankfully, but with little salvage to his annoying character portrayal, he nurses Yoo Kyung’s cramped legs. I like how he switches in and out of his head chef and civilian role. Being from care-less to caring. But still. The bad boy temper has to go. Pronto.
In a flurry of events, Hyun Wook calls for a change in the day’s recommended specials. This sends the restaurant out of total control, causing the kitchen staff fumble and a horrible backlog of orders. The waitstaff has even screwed up the specials. Nothing will do. Will La Sfera survive past today?!
Fear not! Hyun Wook called for back-up. Apparently, they are some sidekicks of his, a plan he devised from time immemorial. If he was taking over the kitchen, he was going to do it a lady at a time, then drive the male staff nuts to leave too.
After cries of “Si, va bene!” (also known as “Yes, Chef!”), the 3 sidekicks kicked into action as soon as they hit the frying pans. God how these professional know-hows made Yoo Kyung cower into silence. Her dignity is running thin, but it is apparent from the furrow of her brows that she is persevering to the very end. Whether he likes it or not.
You go girl!
Ah, the boys take a night out. By boys, I meant the newbies, head chef and new kitchen assistant. Oh wait, he just promoted the kitchen assistant to an assistant pasta chef 3 days after he started work. Injust! Yoo Kyung slaved for 3 years before getting to the place she is in now! (Technically, she is fired but I like to think of her as an assistant pasta chef. Let’s face it, the new kitchen assistant has A LOT to learn.) The boys sipped on their beers and pondered over the current situation. I am glad one of the newbies spoke up on women’s tenacity to hack the demanding work environment but Hyun Wook decidedly turns a deaf ear to the matter.
How angsty.
In parallel, the other male kitchen staff sits down for a meal at another restaurant. I like how this 2 rivaling camp in the kitchen is going on. All the challenges and aggravation. Oh, the men sure know how to fist-fight their way to righteousness and that is what I am waiting for!
Back at La Sfera, Yoo Kyung holds a pity party for herself while slurping on pasta. She assures herself that her cooking standard is qualifying to serve at a customers’ table. You can see she really wants the opportunity to showcase her budding talent. Oh dear…
Round 497 of in-your-face you-don’t-belong-here drama between Hyun Wook and Yoo Kyung. I admire her sheer determination. If I were her, I would have huddled in a corner of a dingy apartment with a box of tissue paper and cry myself to sleep night after night, till I grow sore from it. Despite the adversities, she insistently reports for work and Hyun Wook ignores her every step of the way.
Oh, also she made up her mind to fill the new position as a kitchen assistant.
Bother, bother, bother.
After that, the newbies cordially introduced themselves to the existing crew and failed. The latter is clearly displeased with the new management as the sous chef approaches Yoo Kyung with some words of advice, “You heard him, leave! Leave if you still have some pride in you. Even a 3 year old knows how to kick up a fuss when a toy is being snatched from him.” She remains transfixed and speechless.
Later, Kim San pops out from nowhere, demanding for a delivery of pasta personally cooked by Yoo Kyung herself during the restaurant’s prep time. Sensing something amiss, he probes her about her job at the restaurant. Finally, she admits to being fired. However, he goes on to press her for an Al Olio. Initially uncertain, she caves in and resolutely makes her way to the kitchen to prepare the portions. A waitstaff tries his best to talk her out of it but to no avail.
Just in time, Hyun Wook also pops out of nowhere and takes up the challenge to prepare the best Al Olio for delivery. If he loses, he will resign. If she loses, she gets out of his kitchen. For real. The battle ensues and the two chops, fries, shows off some culinary acrobatics and viola! Out spun 2 plates of Al Olio. Only difference? Hyun Wook’s was gracefully kept warm by a silver food cover while Yoo Kyung, by a chinese noodles take-out delivery box. She snagged it from her father’s noodle shop.
In a painful submission: Hyun Wook 1, Yoo Kyung 0.
The two race to the finish line with their take-out methods and arrive at the office building. Eh, no good is going to come out of this delivery. Sae Young was about to share an on-screen time with Hyun Wook. After that flashback, I think the two are better apart for now…
Back to the pasta, a waitstaff who accompanied them lifted the cover of Hyun Wook’s dish, only to reveal a magnificently twirled and towering Al Olio. At the meantime, Yoo Kyung busied herself by presenting her plate of plain pasta tossed with oil and sauce on-site.
Presentation-wise: Hyun Wook 2, Yoo Kyung 0.
Everything hit a downward spiral thereafter as Hyun Wook’s Al Olio had way more strengths than Yoo Kyung’s. Furthermore, I have to agree that fine dining pays more attention to presentation than how the food actually tastes, so with that, Yoo Kyung noodle toss seemed off-putting and much too household for the fine diner.
Hyun Wook won the bet.
Once again, he raises his voice at the end of his statement: “In my kitchen, no women!” God, has the man ever heard of full stops?
In a finality, Yoo Kyung drops to her knees as Hyun Wook leaves in an elevator by himself, more frustrated than content. Sae Young and Kim San worriedly looks on from a distance.
Indeed, no rest for the wicked.
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 7, 2010
The idea of a cooking programme marathon sending my heart racing and my blood sugar to an all-time high. Translate this to a Korean drama with Lee Sun Gyun and you have just sent me to adrenaline stroke.
Cue pasta of all sorts sloshing in a pan with a rather watery cream base. Sounds a little hard to stomach (especially if you are having the runs) but hey, I am no Italian chef nor a food critic. Therefore, my judgment is as good as nullified. Carrying on.
Yoo Kyung is see grabbing ingredients from shelves in a walk-in freezer and refrigerator, as it turns out she is a kitchen assistant preparing them for the chefs in the kitchen. Quite expectantly, she sees a couple making out in the fridge and shyly shoos them aside to retrieve a Froie Gras from a shelf they were blocking and promise them “not to tell”.
Pan to an extremely busy kitchen scene where the leading lady hurries from one sink to another stove top, washing dishes and replenishing the stock of clean pans for the chefs’ use. As it appears, she has been at it for years and multitask breezily. No fuss, at all.
Like clockwork, she ends the day by taking out the trash, bidding goodbye to her fellow kitchen staff and returning home. However, that day was less ordinary as it was her mom’s death anniversary. Cue the gender biased dad who tips over the mom’s altar over a smart move which was made by her daughter. Apparently he gets worked up over his wife’s smoking habits. Should we eye his moves and put that in our memory bank for further analysis? Hmmm.
The following day, she wakes up bright and early and switches on the tube to watch a cooking programme. I was initially fooled into thinking the programme host was no more than a califare, supplementing Yoo Kyung’s ambition and chef-in-training days. Those days are over.
As you know, with every leading couple comes a rivaling couple; portrayed by Kim San (Clazziquai”s Alex) and Sae Young (Honey Lee). As mentioned before, the programme host is none other than Sae Young (somewhat related to Hyun Wook, you will see). This is when I get romantically confused. Just who is flirting with who?
Kim San seems to bear some interest in Sae Young, but fleetingly flirting with Yoo Kyung. Until Kim San clarifies himself as nothing more than an Oppa to Yoo Kyung, I will refuse to cease doubting his intentions. (clears throat) Player…
Up to now, Sun Gyun has yet to make his acting debut.
Then Yoo Kyung makes a trip to the market to set her orders for the restaurant. She visits the usual egg seller but it appears that he is one profit-driven, scheming businessman. He swaps some jumbo eggs for smaller sized one but prices a tray of jumbo eggs the same anyway. Though Yoo Kyung is suspicious, she continues to insist on her usual order of jumbo eggs and proceeds to checkout.
At the checkout, 2 complimentary goldfishes are handed out for a purchase exceeding 10,ooo won or something. She hesitates but takes the free gift anyway.
Seconds later, viewers are treated to a glance of Hyun Wook. With tremors of excitement, I watch in anticipation. Pleased, oh-so pleased.
Guess what? A clumsy act brought the 2 leads together! She dropped the bag of fishes, bursting it in the middle of a pedestrian crossing, blowing a damsel-in-distress moment wide open. Valiantly, our male lead swoops to her side instructing her to cup her hands while be scoops the 2 fishes into them and pour some mineral water from the bottle he just purchased scenes ago.
Remember guys. Buy mineral water to quench your thirst. Who knows? It may come in handy!
As she was carrying some grocery bags before the fish incident, transforming her hands into a makeshift fishbowl impaired her. Consequently, Mr Valiant offered to carry her groceries to its intended location.
Now this is when it gets teasingly racy. Picture a grown man getting all touchy-feely in looking for a set of keys on a lady and still in a process of doing so, becomes pointedly flirty. Well, all I can say is that with Lee, anything is possible. Squee!
“Where is La Sfera?” he quips. Unknowingly, he just opened the back door to the restaurant in question. Why he needs to be there? He does not say. However, Yoo Kyung takes everything for granted and assumes he is the new kitchen assistant the eatery is hiring. I sense something fishy going on… (no pun intended)
Simultaneously, the president of the restaurant promptly fires the head chef, Chef Totti. He is a very displeased man. He vows the cliched, “This place will not do without me” and flashes the “Just you wait and see” glare. Manager coolly shrugs the matter off.
In place, he has hired Hyun Wook who has a stint in Italy and knows a thing or two about the cuisine to a native chef. Ah, what a pleasant cost-cutting measure. Getting a local chef with an experience equal to a native chef with a lower pay. Or so it seems too good to be true…
Meanwhile, Yoo Kyung unabashedly dismisses Hyun Wook as a kitchen assistant, teaching him proper kitchen etiquette . She sure knows how to put on airs. Though I knew the whole embarrassing situation where she will realise he is the new chef was coming, she subtly flirting with him while he does it openly brings a refreshing palate to their developing romance.
I mean, most couples have the dominant flirt which breaks the ice every single time. This apparent role can get rather conventional and predictable whereas this, this is one to watch. Ahem, more flirting later…
Yoo Kyung arrives at the door with Hyun Wook and they part ways. Before so, he declares that the goldfishes do not belong in the kitchen. Why? Because they are females. Is that a prophecy? (Scary organ music plays)
Yoo Kyung innocence and blatant determination to work towards her aspiration soars in her characterisation, which draws away any of the bad mojo Hyun Wook is emitting. This is shown when Hyun Wook makes his true debut entrance as the new head chef, replacing Totti.
“Ah, cute. He is so handsome…” The women in the kitchen gushed. The first day at work and he is already laying on the charm on top of more smoothly executed allure. The women continue to pile on praise after swoon after praise. He could be easy to work with. Or so you think.
The second day arrived and the ladies doll up by the stove top. The men sneered. Is he that much of saint? Well, 10 minutes into the first order and he rears his ugly head. “This salad is too tall! This pasta is too oily! This antipasto, you got to be kidding me! Your pay is to be docked for wasting so much lobster!” Whack, whack, whack. Slam, crash and burn. Everyone went home with dirty aprons. All except Yoo Kyung. Could he be treating her specially? Eh.
Just when she avoided all his lines of fire in the day, she made a side misstep and tossed a large mixing bowl of ice cubes in the air and into the deep fryer. Every staff ducked for cover while Hyun Wook in another valiant act, shielded her from the oil splatter shower.
Day-end wrap-up: All the chefs and a kitchen assistant gather in the restaurant, awaiting the head chef’s arrival. One by one, he chews out the ladies (if you realise, the line-ups are split according to gender). You, crossed a customer despite your personal incompetency. You, shamelessly brought your relationship to work. You, spoke back. You, fused ice and oil together. All, fired!
Desperately, the female staff who was caught romancing in the chiller compartment begged to have her boyfriend’s title restored. If it were not for her, he would not be tempted. “Okay,” He coolly agreed. Gender bias? Hard to tell. The man simply could not stand having women in the kitchen. (As he so proves by their condemning clumsy or irrational acts of the day.) Could be a personal vendetta.
Only flashbacks will tell.
Subsequently, Hyun Kyung made it for his 11pm date by the same pedestrian crossing where they first met. She cannot believe he is asking her out despite firing her minutes ago. Is he out of his mind? She wavered and grew resistant to his first moves. Eventually, he ignores her and goes his own way.
This series is crafty in its own way.
Uh, to add, noisy too. Less yelling in the next episode?
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 7, 2010
If you thought Chef Ramsey’s hard-as-nails head chef treatment was eating at your guts and caused your sweat glands to be overly active, wait till you see Pasta.
It has begun airing on the 4th of January this year and soon ending on the 23rd of February in Korea. Honestly, I was drawn to this drama because of Lee Sun Gyun; man of the alluring deep voice (as hailed by javabeans too). Bigger plus, it was a MBC drama. The same station which brought us Coffee Prince. After that hit, surely MBC dramas are promising, contemporary and much less weepy than SBS dramas.
Unfortunately, for what SBS dramas are known for sensitive tear glands and brutish man-handling, MBC makes up for mild man-handling and in the case of Pasta, yelling. Consistently and loudly. More on that later.
On neutral ground, Pasta basically chronicles the life of Yoo Kyung (played by Gong Hyo Jin) and her aspirations on becoming a chef in a restaurant she has been slaving at for three whole years, La Sfera. Pretty fancy name right? That is because the eatery serves Italian food. Eventually she runs into Hyun Wook (played by Lee Sun Gyun) and with every leading couple in a Korean drama, you know what to expect.
Read on for my in-depth recap on the first episode.
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 6, 2010
Yes, the truth is never pretty. To note from here on, it is only going to get uglier. Brace yourself.
In summary, The Ugly Truth chronicles the bickering of producer Abby (Heigl) and Mike (Butler). An unlikely pairing which will send a cosmic imbalance. However, as more opportunities allow for Abby and Mike to spend time with one another, they will discover that polar opposites do, in fact, attract.
Spoilers ahead!
So much of Katherine Heigl is reminiscent of her days at Grey’s, a mean and fiery Izzie attitude which is an outright challenge to Gerard Butler’s stubbornness as Mike. For a moment, I saw Alex’s bad boy stance imprinted on Mike. Oh dear.
Maybe Gerard Butler’s muscular build got me a little doubtful of his portrayal as a hard-hitting, misogynistic individual. After all, my thoughts were running amock and frankly towards his time in 300. I never watched 300, but I thought he was going to charge at Abby with a spear and shield in hand if she continued contemptuously narrowing her eyes at him.
Not to mention his talkshow, The Ugly Truth.
Did anyone find the set (above) strange and unfitting? I mean, who arranged for such a stand-up comedic set which holds nary a semblance to the theme of his talkshow? (Low budget? Low profile?) Plus, did anyone see how strangled and unconvincing his performance was at downplaying the opposite sex? It was as if he tried a little too hard memorising his lines and it was showing. Obviously.
Ok, he could have been pro-women and insulting them with wit caught him off-guard.
Forgiven.
Moving on, the two who would very much love to hate each other ended up working in the same TV station. On top of that, Mike is working under Abby. Predictably, he overwrites her every order while she, trying her best not to cower under his whim and fancies, takes a swipe at him whenever convenient. Eventually, his segments brings her news program to a record show rating.
In utter disbelief, she approves of his blatant truth and willingly collaborates with him.
Now is the time when the leading couple unknowingly grabs hold of opportunities and spend more time with one another than with their wandering eye and future spouses. In another bout of predictability, Abby seduces Mike without knowing. He does not cave in just yet, but helps her with snagging her hot neighbour, an orthopedic surgeon.
Red hot mess.
More mishaps and comedic moments ensue and finally, the big reveal. Just when Abby was to take a step further with her hot boyfriend-neighbour Collin, the TV station where Abby is working in is in danger of losing Mike to another. Furious, the head of the station sends for Abby to persuade Mike to stay.
That fateful weekend (you know you have this in your romantic comedy forecast) led to Abby falling for Mike. Again, there’s the mating dance in the middle of a sweating and crowded dance floor and a couple of drinks to cloud your judgment. Painfully the couple splits moments after and Mike moves on to a career advancements.
As quickly as the writers put the two bickering persons together to ignite a predictable romance, they have pieced together a disappointing ending which yes, saw the writers quickly reuniting them.
Though one thing remained true to the ending: Relationships are the stuff of lust.
I rate this a 6/10. Fabulous soundtrack to salvage the rampage of cliches, but that is as far as it goes.
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 5, 2010
If you have watched Nancy Meyers’ Something’s Gotta Give, kind of expect the same formulation. The heartbreak and upper-end old folk seeking for romance when they have least expected it.
In summary, It’s Complicated features the lives of Jane (Streep) and Jake (Baldwin). Divorced and not-so-lovin’-it. Just when they thought going their separate ways will be peaceful, their convergence will prove them otherwise and more; especially when Adam (Martin) gets intertwined with their lives. Who will prevail? Only time will tell.
Spoilers ahead!
Alright, It’s Complicated may deter some young folk as canoodling folk at the other end of the age spectrum can be a big Oh No. However, if you spend just the next 5 minutes observing the canoodling adults, you would clearly figure out that they are on par with the younger generation. Regretfully in thinking and behaviour.
Jane divorced Jake for him committing adultery and ironically, she does the deed after a night of reckless drinking. Apparently, the absence of companionship (Jane was still single while Jake had a PYT as his new wife) drove them insanely in love with one another again. Well, specifically after a one night stand. Ever since, the two were mildly inseparable.
Along the way, Adam popped up in Jane’s life as her architect for her dream kitchen. Speaking about her kitchen, did I mention how perfect her summery, Mediterranean home is with or without the extra culinary cottage. Oh, let’s forget Jane owns a gourmet bakery. Ok, back to Adam. He is the perfect man for Jane: the supportive, finish-your-sentences kind of guy. Not to mention how he was impressed by Jane’s warm chocolate croissants. C’est tres parfait!
Pity Jane lost her mind and rekindled her relationship with Jake. This and a redundant visit to her psychiatrist (did or did he not help her make up her mind?). I simply cannot imagine mythical the saying “The older you get, the wiser you become” is sounding at this point. Jane obviously knows Jake cannot be trusted (divorced once, never charming twice!) and being with him would drive his current marriage to a head-on collision with an emerging iceberg.
Nonetheless she goes ahead and Jake loses his marriage. Also, Adam finds out about their affair and removes himself from Jane’s Dream Kitchen Project while he sorts his thoughts out. Poor guy. He probably did not want to hurt himself after his previous divorce (Interestingly, Adam and Jane are divorcees. Splendid commiserating partners.).
In the end, the Js untangled the mess they created by sitting down for a good talk. The first act of maturity ever exhibited in the entire film. Bravo!
More artful focus on the garden swing they were sitting on for the good talk later, the ending everyone was waiting for sprouted. Adam and Jane might end up together after all.
Overall, I would give this film a 6.5/10. Pretty torturous towards the end, seeing how the damage caused by the leading couple leads to trouble as predicted by audiences as young as 10. The only salvages were the side stories of Jane’s kids and the tasteful residence, work site (of Jane’s) and psychiatrist’s office.
Everything else was lukewarm, just like Jane’s warm chocolate croissants.
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 5, 2010
Just when I thought I could never commit to a contemporary Korean drama since Coffee Prince, I just proved myself absolutely wrong. Let the good times snow on me! Snow. On. Me.
I will not and do not intend to attempt to recap the series in its entirety as I would probably spend the next 700 days doing so. As a matter of fact, I will only be speaking about the series in mini nutshells. Or so I try.
Hmmm, where do we begin…
Oh! Characters. Yes, those important beings that drift across or stand quite still through your television screens. What we have for Will It Snow For Christmas? is Kang Jin (Go Soo), Tae Joon (Jong Ho), Ji Wan (Ye Seul) and Woo Jung (Woo Sun). For the purpose of comment, let’s shorten their names to mere abbreviations (i.e. JW for Ji Wan). Ok? Ok!
In short, KJ as a teen, did not fancy JW. However, time and forceful flirtations ripened their romance and tadah! Both ended up in each others’ arms. Not so quick though. Little did they know, tragedy struck (It happens about 5 times over in the drama. Get used to it.) and the two were separated. Years later, they faced rivals in love TJ and WJ and they had really messed up love lives. Eventually, KJ sought solace in JW and so did the other pair (TJ and WJ).
That should wrap everything up. Now, for the drama dissection.
If you are wondering whether or not watch the drama despite all the spoilers as abovementioned, please be forewarned that you will be facing:
Heartache, temperamental individuals, the he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not moments, death and plenty of weeping.
If you are one of those Korean drama enthusiast, especially one rooting for SBS dramas, I am sure you have known all of the above beforehand.
Yes, Will It Snow For Christmas? bear some resemblance to its predecessor Stairway to Heaven and a couple more SBS dramas but I hardly do watch them, so further commenting on similarities would make me sound extremely silly. I will stop. However, I can safely say Snow For Christmas will keep you gripping your seats for the first 10 or so episodes. Any more (6 more to go if you stopped at 10) and you will watch yourself slowly staring aghast at the plot, paralyzed and speechless. The weeping becomes saturated and all the bitter and vengeful manipulation by a distraught mother keeps you wondering if it is necessary to torture an already suffering couple.
So, if you are looking to deplete your tissue supply fast and readily, snuggle up to your closest pillow and watch away!
Rated: 8/10. (Viral theme song, impeccable acting by the senior actors and for soju appearing one time too many.)
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 5, 2010
Ever since my mom mentioned that a phone trade-in was on the way (this month even), boy how I was digging up the dirt on the smartphones in the market.
Guess that is yesteryear, since my dad affirmed that our plan is not due till November. Till then, I have been scouring Singtel’s hot deals for $0 mobile phones in every waking hour that I could muster. Regretfully, I am a $0 phone girl. Cannot bear to spend an extra penny on a mobile phone and cringe whenever my phone bill exceeds by a dollar.
Man, my days as an accountant truly is creeping up to me however much I try to shrug it off.
In any case, I will be keeping my eyes peeled on the next hot deals line-up in Singtel. So much so I thought today was the 6th of February (the current one ends on the 5th).
Control freak, control freakkkkkk…
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: February 5, 2010
Last Wednesday was iconic and still in so many ways, I have no idea where to begin.
9.30am was probably the time I woke up. No more French classes in the evening so that meant Wednesday was no-school day. Finally!
Pan fried two pancakes to crispy outer layer and smooth and fluffy inside but ate one. Mom cooked an early lunch, so I settled for a 10.45am brunch and left a buttered pancake under a food cover. Well, that made tea.
Spent the rest of the hours watching Rachael Ray, Take Home Chef and an encore telecast of a Chinese drama. I was mostly watching cooking programmes. If you do not know me by now, I am one obsessed kid in the realm of televised food shows.
Around 2.30pm, I figured enough was enough and put on some trainers. Scaled 50 stories (or 100 if you considered walking down stairs scaling of some sort). As I speak, my hamstrings ache.
3.30pm and I was in the kitchen, portioning cooked rice in dog bowls. I believed it was then I told my mom for the 500th time how much I enjoyed topping my dogs’ meals with dollops of processed carrots. It reminded me of those assembly-line food serving tuckshops. I could work in those canteens all day.
4pm and it was time to prep for the evening out. Euis invited Jeremy, Shawn, Suzanna and I to her uncle’s gallery opening. Some part of me was an eager beaver.
By 5pm, I was by my desk and figuring out some tutorial work. The workaholic in me simply cannot be tamed.
6.10pm: Bounding out the door in those 400-inch heels I have not worn for perhaps 300 years. That pair is hardly campus hiking friendly. Well, I should be out shopping for flats once I am done with the final examination. By golly I will! Was by the bus stop trying my hardest to finish up a chapter of Jane Moore’s Perfect Match.
Boarded 61 and met Jeremy by 6.20pm. I track time like a hound dog.
Pity Shawn and Suzanna could not make it as it would have a helluva reunion! Believe it or not, with the explosive (Jeremy’s word of the day) combination of Euis’ devilish brownies (more on that later), I swear we would be rolling down the hill, along Chip Bee Gardens in knots of laughter.
7.15pm and we made it to the gallery. Sipped on diet coke and made friends with as many people Euis could introduce to us. Though regretfully, I was apprehensive self around strangers. I caught myself more than once, tongue-tied. I was also a mess by not being able to participate in critiquing artwork.
Admittedly, abstract art captivates me as the void seems to be calling out to me, wanting to be discovered and filled. However, my days as a filler are far, off into the distance, slightly out of reach. Oh well, may honing it be one of my aspirations then.
Munched on some finger food at the gallery (Those brownies especially; with their crumbly crust.), met 3 pooches (such darlings) and strolled along Chip Bee Garden with Jeremy, looking out for dinner.
At 9.15pm, we left the gallery for a bit (much to our guilt as Euis was still stuck at work) and made our rounds at Holland Village looking for dinner. After an intense search and careful decision, we settled for Burger King.
Jeremy ordered a $10.35 Double Whopper meal while I savagely polished off a croissan’wich. I swear the infusion of mayo and buttered croissant was the stuff of heaven. At least close to, if my exaggeration was less apparent. Caught up with 6 months’ of lost time at the second level of the fastfood joint. 9.35pm was pretty close to closing (11pm) thus the restaurant was hollow, devoid of people.
Quiet. Peace. Still.
The meal ended around 9.56pm and a walk back to the gallery ensued.
The bright lights from Pantry Garden remain lit even at 10pm. I have a soft spot for all things bake, baked or baking so barging into the store was a pretty rational idea to me. Instead, I refrained and continued walking back to the gallery while conducting a hefty discussion.
A couple of minutes later, I had a glass of red wine in hand and no idea what type it was. Anyway, I fail as a wine connoisseur but qualify as a brownie ravager on all levels. Euis makes the greatest brownies (Jeremy admit it too)!
11.15 came and went. We bid our goodbyes and left with a promise to meet around the 16th of February. I hugged Euis twice for approximately 50 seconds each time. I sure missed her like how a child misses their blanket.
By 11.50pm, I was home and probably exhausted.
Quelle journée, quelle journée.
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: October 13, 2009
Brace yourself. This post is going to blow your mind away with its ultra lengthiness! (And it all fell within 24 hours)
The Great Exposé
It was a dark and cool Sunday night. The night when I got a break from my second Root Canal Treatment on one of my decayed molars. All the scrapping, drilling and prodding of my gums deeply etched in the depths of my mind. Truly, it was one kind of traumatising experience.
Though really, it goes to show how low my threshold of pain is. I am such a weakling.
Then it happened. As I was done with my routine nightly teeth-brushing, I peered into my mouth and gasped. The temporary filling on the on-treatment molar has been removed, leaving a shallow dent. I didn’t even know what was left exposed. God how I felt miserable for the entire night and following morning. Just when did the filling fall out?
Before I knew it, it was back to the dentist the following afternoon. Apparently, I must have chewed way above my chewing limit on the side of my on-treatment molar, causing the filling to fall off. That blows. That afternoon, I underwent a filling replacement surgery. All I recalled of it was seeing litres of sterile soultion (which smelt like bleach) being pumped into my tooth, as well as more scrapping and picking and prodding at it.
After that visit, it would be my third visit in a span of 5 days. (Note to self: Must love rubber gloves and clinical atmosphere… Must love rubber gloves and clinical atmosphere…)
Moral of the story: Go for regular tooth checkups. Whatever the cost, it beats paying hundreds or even thousands of bucks for an intensive treatment like mine. Dentistry is there for a reason!
Long Endurance Walks
The 12th day of October was the day of my second BBQ with my tutorial group. TA29 and another lot of crazies some Banking and Finance (BFS) students. Who said Accounting students don’t have a life?
I started my walk from Westmall, straight after my dental treatment. Thereafter I caught a 985 and changed to 31 at Kallang. Hello Parkway Parade! It’s the second time in a year that I’ve been to Marine Parade. Surely I know my way to East Coast Park from there… Right?
15 minutes later, I was by pit 28C. An uber far distance from Parkway Parade. Not too long before, I was walking doubly fast in the rumoured to be haunted underpass to the park. God how the sweeper in the tunnel must have stared me down like I’m some kind of loony tune. After all, there was a steady frequency of cyclists entering and exiting the underpass. Surely it cannot be that creepy. Again, evidence that I am a weakling through and through.
Back at the pit, everything was in full swing. With some of the boys setting the pit up and ready to grill. That time, I helped in loosening the mock crabsticks from its plastic wrapping and pretty much flipped a couple of processed food on the grill.
A smart move, considering how no one can blame me for food contamination (the processed food are already cooked beforehand). Plus, I was not cooking on the supposed dirty grill and was cooking on top of the sterile wire mesh propped atop the dirty grill.
Kiss the chef people.
Anyhoo, I retired soon after by stuffing my face silly with cooked chicken fillets after chicken fillet plus some more processed food like frankfurters, otak and imitation crabsticks. Satay too.
That was not all. I even devoured skewers of marshmellows. Yes oh yes. BBQs with moi truly will only leave you penniless when I order you to purchase sacks of marshmellows for my devouring pleasure. You’d better pray I don’t demand for chocolate fondue.
However, I managed to smear my fluffy delights with butter, much to others’ aghast. After all, it was a little kooky and out-of-this-world to some. Can’t blame them. It’s a little on the wonky and acquired side. In short, not for the faint hearted and clogged arteries. If you’re curious to know how butter marshmellows taste like, it’s a salty and sweet combination. Creamy on all levels, packed with 400 calories. Beware.
The night ended with wild dancing (not me, some friend of mine by the name of Melvin Lee), food-throwing and the inevitable food wastages. Oh, there was some vodka mixing involved in the midst of the BBQ.
What can I say? We’re all in the formative years of alcohol fascination!
My night really ended on a trip home by the same way I got to Parkway Parade. What a night, what a night.
The Ugly Truth
(From left to right) Zev, 26 and Justin, 30.
Sad to say, it’s not the movie I will be reviewing. It’s been 2 weeks since I’ve been telling myself rather repetatively that I am never to watch predictable and cheezy chick flicks, ever ever again. All I permit myself to watch or read are those heart-warming and non-ritualistic self-sacrifical kinds. (Read: Audrey Niffenegger’s The Time Traveler’s Wife. Reserve it at the library for only $1.55 nett!)
What I meant was The Ugly Truth of the Amazing Race. What the fish paste and wonderboys. Zev and Justin have been eliminated from the race. Upon my mom breaking the news to me, I swore my interest in the reality programme wanned. To make matters worse, the deservingly eliminated team Maria and Tiffany came in 8th due the twist of fate.
(From left to right) Maria, 26 and Tiffany, 25. The two who should scram home to their Professional Poker playing holes.
Fate is too cruel an entity.
My support for Zev and Justin began in the first episode on the second leg of the race, where contestants were to round up flocks of ducks to a specific pen. It was a roadblock and Zev swooped right to the ducks to guided them smoothly to their pen. That was when Justin proclaimed Zev to be a “Duck Whisperer”. It was one of those endearing moments in the race where no yelling and all patience were involved. I mean, some teams truly polluted the air with their saliva and over-the-top screaming and frustration. Was it really necessary?!
In yesterday’s episode (third if I am not wrong), Zev and Justin were the first to arrive at the pit stop pad, only to be slapped with a potential elimination should they not uncover the Zev’s lost passport (along the route of that leg of the race) before the last team arrives. Also, owning a passport is a condition to continue in the race.
Unfortunately, the passport was never found and much hated Maria and Tiffany could comfortingly wipe sweat off their brows. They have been saved from being eliminated in the race… For the second time (first being in the first leg).
Now, I am stuck at which team to support. Brian and Ericka? Sam and Dan?
One thing’s for sure. Maria and Tiffany have to go, regardless of the 2 admirable Wasabi bombs Maria endured.
Posted by: Ally!Awestruck on: October 13, 2009
I am really not making this up. This paper exists in Singapore. In fact, if you are a Ngee Ann student, you can head to OurSpace@72 to pick up a copy (it’s by the Booksharing shelves). Absolutely FREE! (Sounds good enough, right?)
Now the Paper is “Good” not because of the quality of the print or paper, but it’s content. Good Paper is a bi-lingual publishing (a work of volunteers) with truckloads of inspirational and heart-warming stories and articles. You won’t regret thumbing through those pages and getting your fingers blackened.
Surf on down to Good Paper online to download some goodness in a PDF file or note the listed locations to pick them up in hard copy.
A paper so Good it’s absolutely… FREE!
UPDATE: The paper is now available at the library of NP.
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