First of all, running 8km before a birthday party is a bad idea. Imagine exhaustion and being all sleepy, not forgetting you'll start talking gibberish. Thank gawd aircond works. I almost feel feverish today. Took panadol actifast (is this how they spell it?) and drove off to Little Kitchen and reach by 7:08pm. Must be there before 7:30pm coz that's the time lil one (not so little person) supposely come.
Yes this will be another fewd post.
Spicy Buffalo Chicken Wings
Jumbo-sized Sicilian Meatballs in Marinara Sauce. I seriously love this man.
“7 Deadly Sins” Pizza (11”)
Fettuccine with Beef Bolognese. Not enuff sauce like seriously.
Spicy Buffalo Chicken Pizza (11”)
Grilled Chicken with Mushroom Carbonara Pizza (11”)
Premium Vanilla Ice Cream Scoops
Birthday boy/man with his cake.
Butchered boobs look like char sao. Anyways, not char sao, but it's chocolate with loads of cream.
Last but not least, group pictah. I swear there's more ppl. Some left early. I just found out you can karaoke there @_@
To conclude, it was fun. I'm stuffed. I need to burn all those cheese omfg. *faint.