My GooJeh (Dad's sister) has perhaps the most excellent taste in food of anyone in my entire family. She took me and a coworker to an upscale Japanese Teppanyaki restaurant tucked away on the higher levels of a new mall called The One . I'm typically a tad suspicious of places that look ritzy and expensive here. I feel like you gotta get down and dirty, finding the hole-in-the-wall street food places and home-cafes. Really, I learned I should always trust the tastes of this particular aunt (who in fact, knows where the best street food is too). Besides a variety of delicious Japanese appetizers and a gorgeous picture window view overlooking Tsim Sha Tsui, I was served perhaps the best steak and lamb I've ever had prepared for me in a restaurant. After lunch, my aunt had to go back to work, leaving me alone at The One.
And what's a girl to do all by herself by a row of glossy shops? :)
I've finally had some quality me-time, retail therapy.
Okay, so I couldn't afford anything at half the stores. But French Connection is having a sale! And despite the sales associate picking out about ten different things for me to try on, I only bought ONE item-- a grey sweater with silver buttons all along the seams. (That's diciprin! peopo.)
And now, I'm sitting in an Italian cafe writing this. They're playing Ella. I've finished a marocchino bicolore and the waitress just set down a latte. My GOD I wish I could transmit smell through text-- I'm in espresso heaven!
You can't see it clearly in this photobooth picture, but there's a park of sorts through the window behind me which I think I shall visit for a short while after my coffee before heading home.
-- I'm a happy girl! :)
