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Some things are just too cute

There are times when u can't help but go ' ohmagod, that is too cute!' . Well here's a taste of indie lifestyle 'boutique', fredflare by duo Chris Bick & Keith Carollo that stores everything that shouts Cute, Happy, Smile smile and Wack. I love how they stock everything from dresses to bacon band-aids, and definitely check out their V-day collections, very inspirational!Great site if ur someone who's constantly suffering from severe hair loss deciding what to buy for frens who already have everything under the sun, let me tell u something, i bet you they don't own one helluva Undy Rug!

  It's been too long..

If i so much as to look you straight into the eyes and deny my negligence towards my all time favo 'the stiletto, the platter, the girl'  selection, you can punch me straight into the eyes and let me live the rest of my life as a big fat liar. As in me being big, fat, and a damn liar, not metaphorically. THAT would really scare me.

I blame it on myself for indulging too much on an eating frenzy its becoming a task to close an eye and to merely pick one out of the lot and do my blah blah yurgh yum ritual. and now that my past restaurant visits have become more of a collective issue than a current issue, trying to dig through my brain cells for a recollection of how my chocolate parfait with rhubarb ice cream at Vulcans tasted like for example, doesnt seem like a piece of cake anymore. jyer.

If you think about how this was made, u'd be amazed at how much art and patience was sacrifieced in the making. The whole piece had to be evenly distributed in order to get identical pieces everytime it was cut out and served. the idea of a desert land with twigs of a wilted maroon plant and of course the taste and texture of the parfait and rhubarb together, beautiful.

But enough about yummy chocolate parfait, the establishment that i 'DIE DIE' have to write about is PIER. Because i MUST DO PIER. I MUST DO PIER. I MUST DO PIER.

Some might kill me for favouring Pier over Tetsuyas but hell they didnt win the Australian Traveller Guide 2008 Restaurant of the Year Award for nothing ya know. Pier totally rocked my socks...and knickers. For this review, ill only be picking my favourite dishes to speak about.

Its hard not to gasp over the view that Pier so handsomely boasts, one cant deny that it's nothing less than breathtaking. The restaurant itself sits on a pier, like you're dining above the waters. and the glass panels that envelopes the whole restaurant pretty much gives u a 360 degrees view of the bay. one word- stunning.

Birthday boy and the mrs. We did a la carte that night. the tasting room required bookings ahead but thats not gonna stop me from going there for tasting sessions the next time around. Because i swear ill be there again.

Restaurants love using the words 'open up ur palates' when they serve u your first palate cleansers, this one played its role like a perfect suitor. Cant exactly recall everything in this cold carrot soup but the hint of coriander and that italian ham stick(i think it was pancetta, but i cant quite recollect) was amazing together. Being a fan of nothing carrot, this palate cleanser made carrot king of the farm. i do not kid. .

This was my entree: Roasted Scallops with Cauliflower, Kipfler potato, and morel vinaigrette

Im a huge slut for scallops, u rob me from my scallops, u'll be blind the next minute. I was THIS close to not offering the rest a test portion of my entree because i wanted it all for myself. but of cos im nicer than that. Having seen all heads on the table go nod nod nod when they tried the scallops made it all worthwhile.  I would forego cauliflower anytime, but because this dish was sooo damn blardy amazing, u just had to eat it all. and yes, i did the scrape-lick action, couldnt help it ok. let me tell u how the scallops felt like in my toungue--> it felt better than sex. haha, really meh!..really

This was the King Prawn Tartare served with  sterling caviar and soy mirin dressing. CucumberBoy was very smart (for once) for picking this for his entree. My formal declaration for loving anything raw starts here . This dish was alllllll about the freshness of the prawns. Try dishing out the exact dish with prawns of a 2nd grade, you'll start seeing me throw raw eggs around. and that's what Pier is best known for, their fresh seasonal seafood. Imagine catching a prawn fresh from the sea, peeling its shell while it still wiggles, deepin it in soy mirin and straight into your mouth. I guess thats the best way to describe this dish, but imagine it colder. OH Ma ggawwddd.

Confit of Murray Cod with radishes, baby beets and smoke prawn butter.

Let's just say i've never tasted fish so light yet so powerful at the same time. The lightness came from the method of cooking itself, oven baking it in oil and keeping a lot of the moisture inside; while the oomph of this dish was definitely the texture. You know how the best part of the fish is always its cheeks, lets just say this whole dish was a big piece of fish cheek.

Blanquette of John Dory and Ginger with Crab Ravioli

Tiffany queen, Yasuho

CucumberBoy and his very expensive bday cake

TetsuyaTim caught doing his usual visual checks. He's precision and detailed observations in most of our restaurant visits scares me a lil. He picks up the slightest details. Our French wait staff recognised TetsuyaTim from his previous visit, which explains his extra attention towards our table. Guess its just something ppl do for ppl in the same industry. But nonetheless, service was excellent and unpretentious. Definitely worth the hefty tip we left them.

The girl and the bday boy. If you havnt already realise, once again,I LOVE PIER, I AM IN LOVE WITH PIER, I WANNA MARRY PIER!!!!! Especially if you love your seafood, you HAVE to HAVE to HAVE to HAVE to HAVE to HAVE to (c'mon, say it with me) HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO DINE AT PIER. ok i hope ive hypnotized u enough. Now tumble over and get urself Pier-ed!

Stiletto's thumbs up: My Scallop dish woot!

Stiletto's thumbs down: nil

Stiletto's restaurant rating: Im giving it a 10 inches baby!!!

Do you see God?

Im praying i can work wonders in the kitchen with this bible. AUD$85 worth of amazing recipes. Go get yourself one.

Where are my angpows?

It seems that making every effort to celebrate CNY in a city namely Adelaide is quite impossible.

Instead of feeding myself silly with mandarins, feasting on ahma's perut ikan, abalone soup, curry chicken, chai bui and my favourite sambal ulam (i know its not Raya, but my ahma's so nyonya we cant help but be raised that way), and HEEELLOOOO!!! collect angpows, i slapped myself up from a 5 hr slumber and sat myself at the lecture hall minutes after to sing praises (read: eyes half closed and coffee in hand) to Contract Law to which id like to describe as Absolute C.R.A.P *YAWN* SLEEP.

boo the hoo hoo.

I could rant further but me being me, i would take myself and go hunt in the jungle, chop some trees and make myself some angpows and maybe some chinese paper cuttings if it means feeling a lil bit more festive. It's one of the best times of the year and my only chance of allowing myself to pump the numbers on the scale without having to go yerggghhhhhhiiaaaookkk and regret when i look at myslelf in the mirror while i chomp on a piece of 5 spice stewed pork belly. oh the yum.

but hey! you'd think i skipped the dong dong chiang festivity and all, but u think wrong.

cos in all efforts of the B.Junkies, we threw ourselves our own tuan yuan fan and invited 18 of our kakis over for dinaaa. had my favourite deep fried nian gao for supper, wore my bright red sweater over my favourite gray loose tee on the first day and comtemplated on wearing my favo red undies for extra good luck but saw it still left hanging to dry on the line. damn (i tried). I'm so silai when it comes to things like this im disgusted at myself.

So all u lucky people out there celebrating CNY with ur family and collecting all MY angpows, i wish u all

GONG XI FA CAI!!

all become fat fat and happy happy

(while i sit back and eat more nian gao until i puas giler)

7am

I played toilet bowl's bestie the other night hugging it for almost an hour while the back patting and tears drying made me felt like a fragile baby. Oh why am i so blessed mama.  guess being sole beneficiary of mom's genes has a lot to do with this lack of. not always a good case.

but apart from that crazy maniac lunatic girl in the red dress (nice body though)that night, everyone was pretty much flying high. damn that crazy girl.

PeterC and his full set of whities

Bamboo Junkies yo

gonna miss you so much CG!!

On the down low eyh?

knock knock wiggle wiggle smack!

Running behind

At this moment, im running behind time in almost everything im doing. It doesnt help much that my sleeping time's gone haywire. Oversleeping for classes, not very A star student potential either. I'm running through the checklist in my head again and again, thinking of loopholes that i can swerve aside for a short cut route. nup, no luck. and nothing's been checked. gggrrrrr. i question myself of the need and urgency of having to speed through the checklist. Do i really have toooooooo???....

can i go back to when i was 9 where we would run around in our huge garden for hours with that extra up and down hill, eat mamee monster like it's the best thing in the world (it still is), wear mum's jewellery, and have dinner ready by 7pm after those few good rounds around the garden. Food, fashion, a healthy lifestyle and zero responsibilities all in one package.

I need to buy that package NOW.