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Friday, April 21, 2006
Martini Garnish Buffett
It was a night of class and sophistication. Everybody's holding a glass of Dry Martini before the party begun. TOPSHOP had a line-up of new collection that screams "007". They led the way tot he entrance while the guest trailed along with an almost empty glass.    Eeks! Hazel with 2 glasses of Dry Martini! The stick figures sashayed around the oh-so-tiny pub in (at least) a S$80-S$100 outfit while we ponder on what kind of martini we would want to order next. Hazel, my manager, bought a what I liked to call a Martini Credit Card. She had prepaid for 40 glasses of martinis and its worth S$80. That's like S$2 per glass! Unfortunately its only usable in Wong San's territory. Anyways her card came with a handout with pictures of the many martinis served in those bars and Lynn and myself sorta try to remember the names so as not to sound stoopid and keep ordering Lychee Martini. Fashion show ends and its time for some games. I got fingers pointing at me when asked for female volunteers so reluctantly I walked up to the centre of the stage waiting for some kind of shit to happen for the world to see me make a fool of myself. Fortunately its a simple game where I have to make my own martini called HSBC Desire. Yes, HSBC's like the sponsor or something. I have a pro-bartender to tell me what to do and he's like "You should add blah with blah, both full cup then lastly add blah but not too much cos when you drink it that way it'll be...". I stopped him halfway and said "Just tell me what to do when I need to do it. I dunno squat what you're saying". The judge came on stage and tasted the other guy's drink and then mine. I dunno why but I really wanted to win that time. True enuff, he liked my martini better. I was crushed when I didn't even get to taste my martini but they announced that I had won a S$200 Wong San voucher. Like WTF! Happy siak! Head down to Odeon Towers for another round of drinks and dinner at Roof. Good place, good ambience, good crowd... love it there. Thanks Lynn for recommending me that place and also the 30% discount. Love ya MUACKS! Phew... finally I update my blog with photos! Labels: cool, nightlife, vainpot, work Fida wrote on 10:49:00 AM.   |