I heart Four Leaves' cakes to eternity. Last year, they made me the most fantabulous 3kg Mango Tropicana for my 21st birthday celebration. This year, Mum got me Four Leaves' Yoghurt Frost - a.k.a guilt-free indulgence. Little wonder how Jack walloped 3 slices that night. The yoghurt cream was lightly scented with mango, and the apricot on the top was sweetened to the right degree. I'm craving for a slice right now.
Birthday with Jack is never the same.
By that I didn't mean he spent an insane amount of money bringing me to Universal Studios. In fact, we agreed upon the fact that it wasn't worth visiting it at this point of time, especially when the scariest rides are probably the spinning teacups and the burgers cost an arm and a leg in there. Instead, we revisited the Underwater World and spent our time at the Dolphin Lagoon watching the pink dolphins, laughing at the extremely grotesque-looking sea creatures, accompanying Jack while he did his 'field study', watching Gracie the Dugong babysit the fishes...
And I'm happy and thankful simply because you're with me - nothing else matters.
Ishiki may not be some high-end izakaya or ramen ten, but it's food decent enough to cure an itch for Japanese food. Oden was surprisingly good, although it could have been better if they had cabbage rolls, onsen eggs and konnyaku instead. Shall try and see if I can make some next week. :)
Many choose to celebrate their birthdays with a big bang - bouquets of flowers (cut from the bush and left to die a slow death in your hands while you oogle at how pretty they are), huge parties to get wasted at, hook up with a random stranger (and bring something extra home afterwards), bust the partner's wallet with an artery-clogging meal of pricey fat, buy yet another wallet/perfume for the birthday kid... I just want those whom I love with me on the very day, and nothing else matters anymore. Nothing else.
Toast to another year older, another year wiser.
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