Birthday Gals!

Officially, I'm 38.  Like all bridal shops will tell you, it only happens once in a lifetime.  So for the next 12 months, I'm to be forgiven for being extremely sampat. If you do not, then may you be never forgiven for anything for the rest of your life, so there :P

Enough of the crap.  Let's get down to the fun.  Edwina's birthday is just a day after mine, so we gals got together with Waltan for a good dinner.  So good that I forgot to photograph my main course, bummer : /  Well, you'll just hafta make do with what I have.  Poor you, boohoo :P

That's us birthday gals at Au Petit Salut, tucked away cosily at I-forgot-the-exact-address-so-please-Google-it :P  Where was Waltan?  Behind the camera lorr!  But fret not, our sweetie pie would also camwhore with us in the restaurant!

Neh! :D

As the restaurant name suggests, it serves Fwench cuisine.  The deliberate misspelling is to reflect how English should be - spell words exactly how they SHOULD be enunciated :P  Ok never mind, I'm fulla crap today :P

How was the food?  SCRUMPTIOUS!  So scrumptious, in fact, that I only took 1 photo because, for the rest, I just tucked in :P  So there isn't any pic of the foie gras, the pear tartin with vanilla ice cream nor the wines.

Just the divine lobster bisque with lobster ravioli.  Erm, at least we enjoyed ourselves chatting about various things, right?  And with wine!!! :P

Signing Off,

Missy Adorabelle