We haven't been spending much Fridays together recently, for we are both engaged in our own activities. Hence, I requested for us to spend this Friday night alone. It wasn't anything in spectacular that we did, yet I enjoyed it tremendously
I could almost hear our stomach rumbling like the drum roll...haha..the sound was thunderous. He told me, his mind can only think of the frog porridge and nothing else. This statement simply means, he had an appetitie like a cow (read: can eat alot lor).
Took a bus, delayed our dinner time by a little due to the jam during peak hours, i think due to the pangs of hunger, the journey seemed extremely long and arduous. Nevertheless, we managed to alight at the right bus stop and found the new place for frog porridge @ Geylang Lor 7 quite effortlessly. But one look into the coffeeshop, I turned my back. It didn't seem a very popular place and I don't see any customer having the frog porridge. In fact, the banner was to tiny and we almost missed it. It was 3 frogs for S$15. After much persuasion and hesitation, I managed to get him to go back to the old stall that we usually visit.
I guess an angry man is a hungry man, he seemed a little upset about changing venue. As a guy, when they set their eye on an objective, they would want to accomplish it. And today is to try out the porridge at the new stall. But I wasn't adventurous and game enough to try it. Called it my instinct, I rather spent my $$ on some food which I knew would taste delicious.
Lucky that the old stall was just a stone throw away, we ordered my favourite "gong bao tian ji" and a plate of fried osyters (oily but yummy!!). Very simple but fulfilling meal. After the dinner, with bloated tummies, we took a slow stroll down the lane. Saw many massage parlours on the way. But the look at it, with ladies skimpily dressed and parading their cleavage, I guess these massage parlour isn't just a decent parlour but one with EXTRA services. Along the way, I saw men negotiating with ladies (again dressed skimpily) and when a deal is being striked, they just simply walked away together. I hate the idea of being alone in geylang, because the chances of being mistaken as a "call girl" is highly possible, with lusting men lurking around.
Well, albeit all these, I enjoyed the stroll with him, knowing that he will protect me. Though it was a simple relaxed dinner and with no agenda, we can take things slowly . It is all these little simple things that make our hectic lives and lifestyle seemed more bearable