Following which, the Mac/WoW evangelist brought me to the Apple Store downstairs to see the Michelle Reis-like salesgirl, and to acquire some iPod gizmos. Well, neither item particularly wowed me, I have to say.
We tested the 香 鸡 排 in the basement of Plaza Sing - completely doesn't live up to the Hukou cowboy town standards. The flavour of the powder is close enough, but the meat is far too dry, completely lacking in juices. We guessed it was the heat of the fryer, or the lack thereof. The Hukou 香 鸡 排 is much juicier. Also, I asked for spicy, but I got the equivalent of a 小 辣... I wonder how the public would react to a 大辣!
The Long John Silvers dinner tasted 10 times worse in comparison, though. I was more than glad to puke it out at the Zouk washroom.
Mambo night - Probably nothing new for you freaking JC clubbers who never jio me when I was in J1/2 and still resembling a chao nerd, right?! Okay lor, I still look like a skinny nerd, so sue me. Anyway, after the Volcano that Ben and his "we drink by the bottle, per person" friends put me through at O Bar, a Flaming Lamborghini is weak. If I can walk straight, it clearly isn't much good, is it? Looks like I have to go hunt for Bacardi 151.
So cute, saw Vincent in the 路軍 t-shirt which seriously cannot contain his hulking body. Silly guy - too bad Yiwei didn't want to come with us, we would have probably done some very hilarious reenactments of our live firing.
posted by Brian @ 12:52 PM
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