Two of Us, Wedding March

Eight and 258

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Eight years of togetherness. And it was only yesterday that seven seemed to be a long time for us.

No relationship is perfect and neither is ours. But it really depends on how you want to see it – you either focus on the differences or you think about what you have going for the two of you and work on those. I’d like to think that after all these years, we have managed to carve out a balance of compromises and that there would be a lifetime of compromises ahead of us.

I’ve never really been able to articulate why I love him. Sure, he makes me laugh, he has a knack of ignoring my antics, he says the silliest things.

After eight years, I just love him. No questions asked, no disclaimers, no conditions.

It’s not perfect but it’s enough for us.

Just 258 more days to the start of a new life.


2008 should be an interesting year ahead. As Popartgirl says, new job, new husband, new house.

Happy new year, everyone.

Two of Us, Wedding March

The house is growing!

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13 out of 17 storeys in one year is surely fast work. And then our little home will be ready. Coupled with the purchase of the dress, the new job and the finalised venue and date, everything seems to be falling nicely.

Can you blame me for being all mushy and soppy? Awwww.


Gunther’s at Purvis Street

In the past few months, I was lucky enough to check out some of the best restaurants in Singapore, especially those along Purvis Street. But work commitments and sheer laziness ensured that I merely ate and wrote nothing and I now hang my head in shame (because I have on a break for more than a week). As the year draws to a close, I shall recount my experiences at these places, all of which I hope I would have the chance to dine at again in the near future.


Light and simple. That’s how the food at Gunther’s is.

If I had to cast my vote on the best restaurant that I have ever been to, it would definitely go to Gunther’s, part of the Garibaldi Group. Helmed by the former Les Amis chef Gunther Hubrechsen, the modern French eatery along Purvis Street is dimly lit amid the low murmurs of conversations. Yes, this is not a restaurant where Mr Beng Businessman can shout into his mobile phone. The setting is quiet and intimate enough while the service staff were helpful, polite and friendly. It seemed rather tiny on first sight, until we walked past an enclave where more tables were hidden away.

This was a working lunch so no pictures but believe me when I say that the food was fabulous. We started off our lunch with bread sticks paired with oh-so-delectable butter that was elegantly and lightly salted. J couldn’t get enough of the butter and frankly, neither could I.

We chose not to order from the set lunch (which, at $38, is a great deal) since it was a free lunch for all of us (courtesy of J’s entertainment expenses). As it was a grey and drizzly day, we opted for the onion soup served in a bread pot for starters. For mains, I had the grilled bamboo clams while J and K selected the cod.

The onion soup was a perfect choice for the weather. The crusty pastry broke delicately and the soup was musky with a touch of saltiness that made all of us feel warm and toasty inside.

As for the mains, J and K couldn’t stop gushing about their cod main – which looked deceptively tiny but left them at the right level of fullness. As for my clams, any worries I had about filling my stomach were assuaged. The clams were sweet and complemented the mushrooms and tangy tomatoes perfectly.

For desserts, we decided to share the apple tart and molten chocolate cake. Instead of a chunk of apple tart topped with vanilla ice-cream as we had all been expecting, out came a thin sliver of pastry that tasted of sweet apple and aromatic cinnamon.

The lunch ended with petit fours – which was a nice touch except for the canele (none of us liked it very much). Another personal touch was seeing the chef out of his kitchen and going from table to table to speak with the patrons. When I told him that my meal was really perfect, thank you very much, he smiled and gave me a little wink. Sweet.

Don’t ask me how much we had spent in all but I reckon J’s company is at least $250 poorer after feeding the three of us (and that’s without any wine or liquor). If I had the chance to go back to Gunther’s, I would definitely try the six-course $128 tasting menu. Oh, and the $38 set lunch is apparently available on weekends too. Go try it now!

After the meal, I gave J a hug and told him it was a lucky thing for us that he had changed his mind and chose Gunther’s instead of Wild Rocket.

36 Purvis Street, #01-03
Tel: 6338-8955

Geek Girl, Photography


One of the best things I have received this year is a surprise. Originally, I didn’t think Jimmy and I would be exchanging Christmas gifts at all because a) we had been hanging out a lot as both of us took a nice long break from work and b) he’s not a surprise guy. So to my amusement and great curiosity, he said that he had gotten a gift for me and it wasn’t a super fantastic hairdryer (which I have been dying to get).

Out of the pretty package came a gorgeous necklace handmade by his colleague (check out her site for some jewellery lusting) and….a Canon 50mm f/1.8 MK-II prime lens!

It’s an amazing piece of baby and I have been trying it out whenever I can. The picture of my dress in the previous post was taken with the lens (a neat piece of work, I might add). I’m still a noob but thank heavens for the great wide world of Internet. The flickr groups for the lens (here and here) have been great sources of information, as is this write-up and this introduction to Canon EOS lens.

For someone who has been working with the 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 kit lens, the sharpness and the DOF that comes with the prime lens is just heavenly. I still love my basic kit lens – it honestly works great for me although many diss it – but the 50mm really adds another dimension to my pictures.

Plus, now I can go play with Bokeh!

Here’s a picture taken with my hardworking new lens (and in low, awful light setting) before I go:
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Wedding March

In love with tulle

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Wedding dress: checked.

I know, it’s another eight months before the wedding, there’s plenty of time. But this is just like when we bought the house – when you see the one, you know it’s the one.

It’s now hanging in my wardrobe and I’m really, really thrilled. But no, you won’t be seeing pictures of me in it anytime soon. The day anyone else sees it is either during the wedding or in the pictures after. 🙂

Did I mention how happy I am with the purchase?

Photography, The organised chaos

The merriest Christmas!

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To everyone reading this (a grand total of…10?), here’s wishing you a most blessed and wonderful Christmas! May Santa bring you all the presents that you have asked for and the festive season will turn you into a turkey (not literally, of course) stuffed with good food and good company.

And since there seems to be a prerequisite to post couple-y pictures for Christmas blog posts, I reckon the one we took over the weekend would fit very nicely.

More Christmas madness here

The organised chaos

En route to Domestic Goddesshood

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So the Mum and the Sista are off to Hong Kong for a holiday. I’m not part of the tour group because a) I initially thought I would be off to Hongkers for business in early December (that didn’t materialise after I resigned) and b) the Sista didn’t ask me (biatch).

Anyhow, the house is really big and empty for just one person to stay in, especially since I would only venture between my room and the kitchen. But strangely enough, this sense of independence has brought on the inspired domestic goddess in me.

I cleaned my toilet.

Granted, I did it after my shower (which I was told is the wrong way round) but still, it’s nice and sparkling clean now. I Jif-fed the sink and the glass ledge holding my toiletries, flushed the toilet bowl with some potent chemicals, cleaned the toilet seat with antiseptic wipes and “mopped” the bathroom floor.

I also microwaved the sponge that I used to clean the sink, soaked the toothbrush/toothpaste holder in hot water, cooked lunch and watered the Mum’s plants!

All in a day’s work, aye.

Now excuse me while I go prep myself for yummy martinis at Morton’s Bar with the boyfriend (my hands are fried by the detergents). It’s such a hard life being a domestic goddess, sigh.