7.45pm (15 minutes after arrival time for 1st ever food bloggers' gathering at Sandias, Damansara Heights)
Late!!! SMSes lambasted me from all directions.
No carpark! I drove past Sandias and saw lots of beautiful people.
Threw car on an illegal yellow line, jumped out and did the 100m dash to Sandias. I was too dishevelled to feel jittery, but butterflies came back as I made it past the front entrance. Nigel spotted me first and greeted me with a loud yell and a big warm hug which immediately melted my fears. Makan kakis, WMW, Precious Pea, Boo_licious and FatBoyBakes appeared soon after so I knew I was in familiar territory. I also managed to locate my Shah Alam makan kaki, Riz, and his friend, Adly from FriedChillies. Citygal kept to her perfume promise, while Jackson kept to his....other....promise. I shall never wash my cheek again.
Started warming up. Thanks Martell and Kenny Mah for constantly replenishing the fluid supply on our table. SC and SF seemed totally entertained by the banter (which progressively became louder and sillier with more Martell) going on in our little corner. The conversation was so loud that I had a hard time hearing Mei Yen, Bob (Mei Yen's fiance) and Tim at the other end of the table. No, it wasn't because my ears needed cleaning.
Between 8.30pm and hmmmm....11.00pm?
Ate a bit and photographed a bit. These are some of the pics I took (staying true to the code of ethics, I didn't photograph faces of food bloggers!):-
Serious foodblogger Tim from 3-meals nursing his Martell.
The very sweet SC from Food4Thot enjoying her Taquitos Fritos.
The whacky Riz Ainuddin from The Connoisseur in Me with his Postre Helado de Limon.
Kenny's lovely dinner date, Nisa, proudly displaying her Pollo a la Castellana.
Kenny Mah dipping his tortilla.
A very happy Jackson from Living in Food Heaven.
Left for The Attic, feeling a little hungry, but looking forward to the choc & cheese cake from Just Heavenly promised by Nigel.
Perfection in a slice. I relished every bite.
As the hours went by, the night grew a lot more decadent. My code of conduct at The Attic does not allow me to elaborate further.
Left The Attic in an intoxicated state, thanks to a sensational cocktail - In Bed with KC (or is that Casey?). Who would have thought Tabasco sauce could do more than make Mary all bloody? Ask for that cocktail the next time you're at The Attic. If you're a masochist. It burns.
Jumped into bed.
Saturday. 28 April.
Woke up with a hangover.
Met up with Jason, WMW and Precious Pea for lunch. Made a pit stop at Precious Pea's place to see her new prized possession. Pumpkin is hyperactive and absolutely adorable!
Baby walrus or dog? You decide.
Made our way to Kin Kin Restaurant for their famous pan mee. By this time, everyone was ravenous, having skipped breakfast to pig out in the afternoon. The pan mee was worth the wait.
I must be a masochist. Why else would I continue eating the chilli despite seeing warning signals - burning throat, beads of sweat forming on my nose, tears torrentially pouring down my face?
Being the gluttons that we are, we made our way to Nam Chuan in Lucky Garden, Bangsar for a second round of food. Parked car, illegally, on yellow line near the roundabout at Lucky Garden.
Hakka Abacus Seeds.
Char koay teow.
At this point, Nigel graced us with his presence.
Reminded food bloggers that we were attending "Readings" at Seksan's in Lucky Garden which was scheduled to start at 3.30pm.
3.30pm (scheduled start time for "Readings")
Made frantic call to Kenny Mah to find out where in the world Seksan's was.
Parked car, illegally, behind someone's house, thereby effectively blocking the entire back alley. Greeted by the man himself, posing in his free Martell Rise Above T-shirt from the night before.
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Kenny went up first with his reading of I Am Woman, Is This Missing You and Only The Greatest Gets To Go. Wow!! Wow!!! Wow!!!!! Picture's a bit blur. I had the cheap seat.
Jerome Kugan went up next. His heart wrenching renditions inspired WMW to start singing about food throughout our journey back. I think she deserves a spot in the next Readings session. Can Sharon Bakar please take note? TQ. :-)
By this time, having had quite a big dose of intellectual nourishment, we were feeling hungry and ready for dessert, so we hopped and skipped away to my car as we headed to our next destination.
Rushed frantically home. I was meeting my family members at 7.30pm for a night of culture.
Dang. We got our meeting place all wrong. They were waiting for us 25km away from where we were. So we agreed to meet up at MATIC instead.
Dance begins. Peace and quiet for 2 hours.
Note: Complete food reviews will follow in due course. This is just a teaser. I am still a food blogger at heart although I am contemplating moving to the dark side.