I haven't been blogging for a long time so hopefully this photo will help to stall :)
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Mooncake craze is back again! Sadly, the nice mooncakes from my Mom's boss has all been finished! Now all that's left is the weird mooncakes my Dad brought home from China and nobody's eating it. Except me, 'cuz I'm desperate for mooncake!
My Mom has pledged to get Mariott ones with her Maybank discount today. I, however, pledge my loyalty to the aged mooncake establishment 大中国 (cantonese: dai zhong kok) in Chinatown!
Snowskin, lotus paste, no egg, doesn't seem like a popular choice around today ):
My Mom has pledged to get Mariott ones with her Maybank discount today. I, however, pledge my loyalty to the aged mooncake establishment 大中国 (cantonese: dai zhong kok) in Chinatown!
Snowskin, lotus paste, no egg, doesn't seem like a popular choice around today ):
BIMBO PICTURE!
Haha.
Today was Movie Day! My long hiatuses toward the film industry had been rather common, even toward Pixar films (I missed Cars, and have not watched it to this day). Hence, my march toward Theatre One in Plaza Singapura still cemented an air of novelty. The film that had my hour plus of undivided attention was, of course, the ever-hyped Ratatouille!
Ratatouille is about a rat, who finds his clan's stereotypical stealing practices disgusting. His sense of smell is also overwhelmingly ticklish, and can detect rat poison from all the fares his family digests. He, however, being a revolutionary rat, journeys to Paris in a cliche drainage system. He then meets a culinarily hopeless waiter and embarks with him through the world of creating fine dining dishes with their impossible French names.
The film certainly lives up to its Pixar label. The animations are not overwhelming but isn't substandard either. The plot wasn't fantastic, and subtly disorganized. A bit like sitting in the midst of middle-age women and their scurrying conversations. A quick pee in the middle of the movie proofed this point when I tried to recall the story-so-far with much difficulty.
What saved the movie was the dominating humor slices, never ceasing to unlock the rivers of the viewers laughter. And of course, who could forget, the charming protagonist Remy, who consistently endeared the audience with his reality cuteness.
After 7 years of hard work Ratatouille is an awesome success and is definitely worth a move of ass from the couch in front of the teevee to a cosy cinema seat. Even in rainy weather.
Ratatouille is about a rat, who finds his clan's stereotypical stealing practices disgusting. His sense of smell is also overwhelmingly ticklish, and can detect rat poison from all the fares his family digests. He, however, being a revolutionary rat, journeys to Paris in a cliche drainage system. He then meets a culinarily hopeless waiter and embarks with him through the world of creating fine dining dishes with their impossible French names.
The film certainly lives up to its Pixar label. The animations are not overwhelming but isn't substandard either. The plot wasn't fantastic, and subtly disorganized. A bit like sitting in the midst of middle-age women and their scurrying conversations. A quick pee in the middle of the movie proofed this point when I tried to recall the story-so-far with much difficulty.
What saved the movie was the dominating humor slices, never ceasing to unlock the rivers of the viewers laughter. And of course, who could forget, the charming protagonist Remy, who consistently endeared the audience with his reality cuteness.
After 7 years of hard work Ratatouille is an awesome success and is definitely worth a move of ass from the couch in front of the teevee to a cosy cinema seat. Even in rainy weather.
Labels: ratatouille, review
You look at the books lying everywhere and decide it is time. You then quickly pace to the service balcony and help yourself to the cleanest rag you can find, they are, after all your books. You then look at the top layer of Childcraft Encyclopedias and decide they have lived their times of glory long enough, let other publications take over. Hence, you begin to take them in threes, putting a strain on your fingers, but you don't care.
Ah! Second-person narrative is tiring. I will now switch to third-person.
He takes extra care not to drop those decade old "gems". He will keep them, although they are almost worthless now. A quick check on ebay showed that the previously purchased at thousand dollar odd books were now worth 7 US Dollars per book. Wikipedia stores all that information now, and is easily accessible plus free.
He, however, believes that one day all these books will become extinct, and, one day, people will wonder how they acquired information in the past without the Internet. And He, will have primary sources of information, and will become rich, or at least, richer, than he is now.
He also enjoys typing in long sentences, for that, he apologizes.
So the books find their place in a dark cupboard and he stacks his new books on the third shelf. He looks at them and marvels at his collection of books. He cannot believe he has spent so much money, but hugs his books anyway.
3 shelves! And Borders is opening in Parkway!
Ah! Second-person narrative is tiring. I will now switch to third-person.
He takes extra care not to drop those decade old "gems". He will keep them, although they are almost worthless now. A quick check on ebay showed that the previously purchased at thousand dollar odd books were now worth 7 US Dollars per book. Wikipedia stores all that information now, and is easily accessible plus free.
He, however, believes that one day all these books will become extinct, and, one day, people will wonder how they acquired information in the past without the Internet. And He, will have primary sources of information, and will become rich, or at least, richer, than he is now.
He also enjoys typing in long sentences, for that, he apologizes.
So the books find their place in a dark cupboard and he stacks his new books on the third shelf. He looks at them and marvels at his collection of books. He cannot believe he has spent so much money, but hugs his books anyway.
3 shelves! And Borders is opening in Parkway!
