Homemade romantic dinner.

We’ve been together for more than 3 years and share a mutual disdain for Valentine’s Day. If I remembered correctly, the last three Valentine’s Days were spent at mamak or malay stalls because all the decent restaurants would be packed.

Anyway, we made an exception this year. More or less because our kitchen was starting to collect dusts and I felt that it’s about time for some cooking to happen. So what better day than Valentine’s Day to whip up a fancy dinner?

Valentine's Day Dinner.
[L-R]Zucchini and tomato stew, mushrooms with toasted almond flakes on bed of lettuce, steak and boiled potatoes with dill. In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, I’ve got the candles going too :D

Anyway, I cooked everything from scratch except for the tomato stew. It came from a can, I just added sliced zucchinis and seasoning.

Medium rare.
Medium rare.

The steak was heavenly, just the way we love it.

Glad to say that dinner was delicious. I didn’t burn down the kitchen and our bellies are not experiencing any odd sensation related to diarrhea (yet).

We skipped the alcohol and had sparkling grape juice cause I was not going to fall asleep on Valentine’s Day.

House MD to catch, what did you think? Happy Valentine’s Day baby boo :)

Quality Street, fugu and Dionne Warwick.

I’m going on a diet. Feeling like a tub of lard, looking like it also. Where’s my chin?

Was supposed to buy shoes and ended up getting this instead.

Quality Street.

Quality Street.

I am hopeless.

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Spent the whole weekend hanging out with the boo, doing absolutely nothing. We checked out Gardens. It was still under renovation, the smell of paint stripper gave me a mild headache.

And we found this Japanese restaurant that serves fugu!!!! I was so excited over it (still am, actually) but I was too full to eat a full course fugu meal. Absolutely going to try it next time and if I’m still alive by then, you will see a blog post dedicated to it.

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I’m going to see Dionne Warwick tonight at the Shang. ZOMG, exciting!

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Just read a post from PreciousPea about eating fugu at Gardens. I think it’s the same restaurant. To be honest, I don’t think they’re serving real fugu, from the looks of it. From what I know, an obvious effect of eating fugu flesh is numbness on the tongue, but that is missing from the the blogger’s narration. And they’re even serving fugu liver…wtf…wiki said it’s ILLEGAL to serve the liver in Japan cause it’s so fucking toxic.

Real or fake fugu? RM 150 is way too much to pay for a fake thrill. I think I’m more inclined to try The Real McCoy in Japan now.