And this reminds me of Sarah too...

Lil' Orbits Donuts would be absolutely awesome right now! So delicious - look how they travel down the river of fat to reach the final destination of sugar and cinammon and MY MOUTH.

Nom nom nom

Tonight one of us is going on a mini-vacation - and the other one is simply driving her to the airport. The most exciting thing about this trip for me (the one who is staying behind) is that Bif will get to eat CURLY FRIES! (Of course I think the most exciting thing about this trip for her would be seeing her family...) But back to the point, CURLY FRIES! These were the highlight of childhood birthday parties at A&W and trips to the zoo (where there was an A&W). But then tragedy struck - my family moved away from Singapore and away from A&W. The part of my life dedicated to the curly fry crumbled. People would be all "A fry that is curly? You're nuts immigrant" and just laugh and point at me. But then around four years ago, while pretending to be an adult down in Wellington curly fries re-entered my life. There was a bit of a sketchy period during the past four years when the 'supplier of curly fries could not deliver to Sweet Mother's Kitchen' for some reason or another - but most of the time, they would be there. But now, having moved back to Auckland - the curly fry evades me yet again...

I'm so sad that I'm driving Bif to the curly fry and all I will get is McDonalds at the airport foodcourt. So sad in fact that I have spent the last few minutes Goggle Image searching 'Curly fries'. Yes very sad - as in upsetting and lame. THEN I decided to google 'curly fries in Auckland' and - highlight of my day so far - curly fries are served at the Langham Hotel for $8 a basket!!! Is it lame to eat at a hotel when you are not staying there/not at a wedding/not on a business meeting/not going for high tea/just ordering a basket of curly fries...?

Sometimes you just have to order a large pizza all for yourself

and sometimes you also just have to deal with your face the next day. I suggest high levels of foundation and concealer. I also suggest a crazy outfit to distract from your face. But if crazy isn't really your style, perhaps just an outfit so fantastic nobody would even think about looking at your face. Today I wish I had these shoes to draw people's eyes far, far away from my face and all the way down to my feet. Sigh. If only I was a 17-year-old blogger from Dallas, Texas.


and on, thanks to Sea of Shoes (cough biatch cough)

Chicken & Biscuits

After an unsatisfying lunch I am left fantasizing about my latest discovery in the food category of "Heart-attack in a paper packet"; the cajun spiced french fries from Popeye's, yes the tag line is 'Chicken and biscuits'. I didn't have any chicken or biscuits (although it did smell tempting), but these fries...the best airport food I've eaten in years!