Happy bird-day to me!

When Darren and I stuff our faces, we really stuff our faces.

Last night, he took me to a chinese restaurant for my birthday treat. After agonising over the menu, he had a birdy good idea.

PEKING DUCK.

"You sure? The whole bird? Just the two of you?" the waiter said, almost disbelievingly.

"Can finish ah?" he asked.

"You think we can't?"

The good man jotted it down on his notepad.

"So you want the duck meat with noodles and all that right?"

"Yah! And more cucumber and spring onion please."

To his credit, he kept a straight face. Almost.

He disappeared and some time later, the duck made its entrance from the kitchen. A waitress went on to carve it as her assistant wrapped the skin in little egg pancakes dabbed with hoisin sauce, with slivers of cucumber and spring onion. The little wraps were served on a huge platter of prawn crackers.

Other tables stole glaces. Perhaps in disgust. But heh, we know it's envy. It did look delicious. And tasted as delicious as it looked.

When we were done with the bird (and noodles), we were kinda peckish (no pun intended). So we ordered another bird - HK Roast Pigeon.

This time the waitress was smart.

"One or two?"

"One to share lah. Eat for fun only."

"Err. Ok. Wah, good lah. Eat so much but you don't get fat hor?"

Gee. Erm, thanks.

But oh, the pigeon was good. So fragrant and crispy. Though it did look rather pitiful.

After dinner, stuffed as we were (at least I was), we went to Bayou for yummy chocolate cake. MmmMmmmm.

Thanks, baby! It was fantabulous.

Burp.