You know sometimes when your friend tells you something that their mum’s uncle’s neighbour’s dog told them, you kinda tune out because the information is so far removed from the source that a monkey’s uncle sounds like a funky crumble?
No?
Anyway, when my friend told us that her boyfriend’s colleagues from Japan (ok, so not so far removed) came to London and specifically sought out dinner at Soho Japan, we thought we’d better remember this piece of secondary information because this one, it might actually be valuable.
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Last week I told you about Dinings Restaurant and how it was London’s best kept secret because it didn’t have a website blah blah. This goes to show that I don’t know what I’m talking about and you should never, under any circumstances, listen to me because Dinings, they do have a website.
So if you can please do me a favour and pretend that I never said anything about “best kept secret” and that right this moment, I’m saying it for the first time:
Siam Central: London’s Best Kept Secret.
For realz.
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My grandfather, my “ah gong”. I don’t really know how to start this post, except to say that every single year at Chinese New Year, I miss my ah gong more than you’d expect and surprisingly, more than even I expect.
I never knew him very well ~ I was born in Australia, but we moved back to Malaysia when I was a wee bundle of fat rolls, because he was old and his health was ailing. He passed away in December 1986. I had just turned seven.
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I do a lot of my thinking in the shower. I think a lot of people do their best thinking while showering. Except for boys, they do theirs in the loo because trust me, you do not want to know what boys are thinking about when they are showering.
Anyway.
I was thinking the other day. Panu, in all his awesomeness, decided to take me out to dinner at Dinings last Saturday night. I mean, Dinings, guys. It’s one of my favourite restaurants in London and hands-down my favourite Japanese, so y’know, he got brownie points.
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Last week was a Big Eating Week. I mean, it wasn’t like I didn’t eat very much in California, but I landed back to three nights of home cooked meals (I know, he missed me) followed by that dreamy meal at Roka on Wednesday night.
And then my gorgeous friend Christine went and had a birthday and because all celebrations demand that we eat, last Thursday night saw us girls gather at Galvin Bistrot de Luxe on Baker Street for a birthday date night, which is always just that tiny little bit more special than yee olde regular date night.
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