Sated on Satay

Went with a couple of colleagues for a satay dinner at Lau Pa Sat, it's my first time there in years. If not for a visiting colleague who requested for satay, I'd say Lau Pa Sat is not usually a place I'd go to. But wah, upon arrival, the stalls of satay lined up at Boon Tat street were in full swing, and all tables outside were packed and crowded. The smoke and smell of satay thickly permeating the air. From all the net research I read, LPS was supposed to be quieter at night vs lunchtime, but no, the scene that greeted us was one of a packed hawker center, bright lights, smokey and one can easily mistaken it for another Newton Hawker center just looking at the crowds of people. We were not disappointed by the quality of the satay - no. 19 is really good! Between 4 of us, we polished off 100 sticks of skewered meat easily. Worth going back again, except the traffic in and out of LPS was ridiculously crazy. CBD is supposed to be quiet and dead at 10pm at night, but no, it was congested, traffic barely moved, and you'd think we were in geylang judging by the number of people at the streetside trying to get a cab. All the cabs there had an ON CALL sign, and eventually I ended up on the MRT home. I guess the fireworks display at marina must have had something to do with all the congestion.

C did the unthinkable - he got Meiji a friend. Meiji is a blue Bitsie who's living in C's garden, but now accompanied by a red and white new bovine friend we named Nattie. I gaped as he sent me evidence of the kidnap, and the story of how he 'acquired' Nattie was even more jaw-dropping. Unbelievable, I would not have the guts to do it, but then, that's C for you. He enjoys breaking rules, and getting away with it, and then having a good laugh over the entire thing. He really gets a kick out of these things. Some fine upright citizen he is. HA HA. But he makes me laugh.