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I ate GAstrOPods tonight. I will never look at snails in the same way ever again.
Well, I suppose the next time I see them, they'll appear to be covered in roast garlic, butter and spice. Mind Games. Well yea, so anyway, just a reminder to those of you who are wonderin around at Kallang Theatre and wondering where to get a bite. DO noT! I repeat Do NoT! Eat at Le Grande international ( I can't really remember the name. It's insignificant) Well just the general run down abt tonight's father's day dinner:
The food was bad, bad, bad. The garlic bread was more like garlic rocks. You could hear them clatter as they dropped onto your plate. The fries were either rock hard or limpid. Okay so the seafood selection was not too bad. Well, guess that would be to my father's benefit. Hai...sad sad sad. The xiao long bao was stiff. and worst of all! there's wasn't any soup in the bao. *SObZ* The orange juice had red bits floating in it, so I had to get a new glass. Hope there wasn't anything else organic mixed in the juice. (eg. spit, sweat, nose hair, boogers
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Well, so I basically plied on soup, sesame paste, drink, salads, ice cream, and SNails. If I develop a craving for them or am reincarnated as some sorta slippery, oozy slug in the future.....I'm suing.
Cheers and Good Nite! Thanks for tuning into this boring edition. I just needed to increase the number of 'eye' witnesses (pun intended if you get it otherwise NVM) for the pending law suit.