I swear I'll never make reservations for meals with my parents again.
Just when I thought it was a nice idea to go somewhere nice to eat,
We have to arrive late thanks to my father's slow driving.
And if there's anything else I despise other than being late for reserved tables,
I detest being made to walk the longer way,
Especially when we all know they haven't been to the place before,
When I have apparently a more efficient way of getting to places.
And I detest being asked the same quesiton a million time.
Dinner at Nanjyo Monjyo started off with Billy Joel songs.
First they played
For The Longest Time,
Then they played
Just The Way You Are.
Van, notice the songs we shared sorta started & ended off with Billy Joel.
The sashimi today was good, though small.
Had good Choya Soda.
My favourite waitress who cooked Jap Pizzas is now gone.
Last spotted her a year ago on the Saturday after V-day,
Van and I agreed that the pizza tasted extra yummy,
Probably because of her great smile and cute face. ;P
"Cooked with Love", to quote Van.
Got to drive. Whee !!
Drove to Fiona's house to get back my pullover,
Samia (her maid) is still friendly and nice.
Think the house went under some renovations.
I saw a wall instead of a garden next to the patio.
I'm craving for more Choya.