the man and i celebrated our 12th year of marriage, after much pressure and a little dark-faced duress, in a pleasant candlelight ambience. apparently he has reserved the entire restaurant to mark the occasion. we had the whole empty and quiet place to ourselves, until 8pm that is when the second customer arrived, followed by the third a short time later.
it was an unnerving experience, i tell you, to have the many waiters stare at you whilst they wait for you to finish the course so that they can bring the next one. and also to have them stand right next to the table, give wonderful reviews about the soup you are about to try and just hover there motionless until you take a sip of it and agree with them vehemently. the pressure. the ackwardness. if i had denied him that compliment, would my next course be laced with some body fluids? i doubt so. it was really a very nice restaurant, the Chalet in Equatorial Hotel.
the 6, or was it 7, course swiss dinner was an entry in this year's malaysian international gourmet festival competition. sounds so full of promise that i simply can't pass, despite knowing for a fact that there is no way my stomach will be able to accomodate all those courses. the carpaccio of californian purple potatoes with sour cream and caviar appetiser, the alsatiaan riesling—cabbage soup topped with truffle and brie (that i was under immense pressure to say 'delicious', but it really was), the appetite-inducing sorbet, the argentinean beef mignon on onion marmalade (the sauce was a little too sweet for my taste, this being a main course, but the waiter was adamant that this was the best way to serve it), the goat cheese medallion with broiled fig (eucks! the only thing in the menu that failed our tastebuds) topped with a wonderful and way-too-full chocolate dessert.
the restaurant took the extra effort of preparing a chocolate cake to mark the occasion, followed with a photo to freeze the memory in time. it's the little extra attention to details that separate an ordinary good eatery from a culinary delight. extra points to the man for getting it right, although i think luck probably has more to do with it than deliberation.
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Alamak!
What's a food post without pictures??
It's like playing an XXX dvd without visuals!
PS. Yeah, I'm back with vengence!
dear e: hmmm...xxx dvd without visuals. sounds very promising. all that sound effects will sure to hike up your imagination. may be better than the real thing. after all, they say the imagination is the most powerful thing. as for the food, hehe, i was too busy stuffing my face to take photo. besides, food are meant to be savoured, not photographed.
PS. welcome back.
Hey, I was just there too! And we got the photo as well. It's great, isn't it? I loved it....
dear big pumpkin: wow!!! what are the odds of that. who wouldn't believe that our past was entwined! it's like u n me, we walk the same paths.
euuwww! so romantico! I bet ME couldn't finish everything on her plate.
dear monty: my, my. how clever you are. i'm a woman, not a pig! we shared one mega-course meal but still we couldn't finish. still, it's the taste that counts.
not quite so romantico when you hv to twist someone's hand behind his back.
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