Happy Birthday Grandpa! ~!~
The following took place on Friday, 22/01/10.
The following took place on Friday, 22/01/10.
When the clock struck 7.20pm, we were ready to go. During our ride, I asked about the restaurant we were about to patronize, and the way my parents described it to me, seemed like I was heading to a ‘Paradise’. Well, actually, any hungry man would. The restaurant was located at the heart of Beach Road.
As we made our entrance into the gloomy and foreboding building; we found the restaurant sitting at the dark, isolated corner of the building. I frowned and thought to myself then, that my parents had ‘pulled a fast one on me’. The restaurant was not what they portrayed it to be. I gave my parents a disappointed look upon noticing how abominable the restaurant looked. We were greeted by a polite waitress and the cooling air caressed my hair. We were directed to our room and there we settled.
My grandfather, the ‘birthday boy’ had yet to arrive, so we took the opportunity to catch up with one another as paternal relatives seldom congregated. 10mins before the dinner began, I noticed a stalwart, skyscraping man, entering the room; he was none other than the Guest-of-Honor for that day, my Grandpa! We clapped and cheered as he was ushered to his seat by a lovely cheongsam-strutted oriental beauty.
‘Feeding time’ was officiated and all the hungry souls were activated. We devoured on delicacies and local favourites such as, Shark’s fin soup, Abalone, Roasted Pork, Goose Meat and Steamed fish. The best was saved for last; we were presented with scrumptious, mouth-watering chocolate coated pudding. The taste of the food tasted completely different from the picture I had formed earlier in my mind, after judging the restaurant from the exterior. It was Heavenly.
Well, dinner wasn’t the climax of the day, the cutting of the Birthday cake was. Birthday songs were sung the birthday song several times- each time in a different language as there were Thai waiters who contributed to the multi lingual songs and birthday wishes! After sinking our teeth into the last course, we marked the end of the day and I learnt not to judge a book by its cover.


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