So really, where does time go?

July 10th, 2007

Yesterday after work, while waiting for the shuttle to the train station:

Me: “Let’s do some food and wine at the park this weekend, if it doesn’t rain. It’ll sort of be like my birthday celebration”
Nods and smiles of agreement
Ning, fellow intern: “Sounds good… when is your birthday?”
Me: “Soon.”
Ning: “When, like, next week?”
Me: “Actually, it’s today.”

So, another year has passed. I didn’t do much yesterday, but it was nice that way. It being, what, 36C outside. I did, however, get treated to a nice birthday dinner by my mom at Gordon Ramsay’s Maze. It was fantastic. Although I may now be celebrity-chef-ed out, after having gone to Bobby Flay’s Bar American two weeks ago, and Mesa Grill just last week. But Maze was an entirely different experience, being modeled by Ramsay’s delicate small-plate, tapas style Asian-influenced French dishes, whereas Bobby Flay’s restaurants were all-out Mexican feasts. On my birthday dinner menu (for my own sake of remembering, if anything):

  • Salad of globe artichoke, chickpeas, green beans, truffle dressing
  • Carpaccio of tuna and swordfish with lime and cucumber marinade, soya dressing
  • Gilthead bream with native lobster risotto, lemongrass and Thai basil
  • Madagascan vanilla rice pudding, raspberry and lemon thyme jam, mascarpone and pecan ice cream

Yum. Happy Birthday to me indeed. Thanks to everyone who sent their well wishes my way :)

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2 Responses to “So really, where does time go?”

  1. mags Says:

    Well wishes vaguely surrounding your birth date.

    …happy birthday…

  2. cc Says:

    Next year I’ll just remind you a day in advance and you’ll be fine ;)

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