11 Julliet 2009
Following the taking off of the SIA plane, the silence that we once had returned. Simultaneously with the fading off of a light but fatigue ’human noise’, I hear only my own heartbeat.
In faithful companion of the heartbeat, the mind continues to poke itself into another window which still actively lies in the windows of memories. Still fresh, near and real. Though my mind has taken a toll in the process of planning for this 24hours celebration, it refuses to take its well-deserved rest. A part of me knows that with a shut of the eyes and a distancing of soul away from the conscious world would welcome the ending of what was so cherished today. Daylight has never felt so dreadful before….
But that was not just all. My stomach refused to grant me a peaceful night of sleep too. After the intoxication by the white wine in the evening and perhaps the mix with the food, the stomach is in a constant churning motion, causing discomfort.
The Peak..
Indeed.. time flies when they are good times. The times when the vain couple bathed in the most wonderful bath tub, changed into their dinner clothes and groomed themselves.
The laughing at ourselves coz we are so silly. The decision to have in-room dining, beside the tall glass..with the view of the runway… in the world of our own music sounds like the best idea for the night. Yet, we still meticulously groomed ourselves.
On a positive note, it’s good that both of us are vain so that we probably stay good on the external for a longer time. ANd there wouldnt be complaints of overspending time on grooming?
Chardonnany
Dinner was cool with our wine. Probably the first. Sends the usual flush of redness to the birthday boy…..
The birthday boy (in advance) browsed through tthe menu with great difficulties making decisions. Crowne Plaaa offers a extensive choice and a good mix of local, western, french and probably chinese as well.
Needless to say, the lady made the call for the order of the night. For the usual things done by him should be taken charge by me as he simply need to sit back and relax.
The delivery
A lady pushed the trolley into our room cautiously as she avoid knocking onto the couch just in front the bed. Set against the tall glass window which allow us to look at the planes, the dinner was made romantic with the rain outside. Yes, as much as we can’t hear the rain… the visual falling of droplets onto the glass is another form of romance in itself.
My Pasta – with Ham, Mushroom and Beef
The lady did not have a craving for meaty beasts so she settled on the Aglio Olio pasta with personalised toppings; ham, Mushroom and Beef. The pasta was quite well done but I wished the beef were more tender. Not a super pasta to rave for though nice.
Cream of Mushroom with Garlic Croutons
The man begun his dinner with The Cream of Mushroom soup which argubly could be the best dish for the night. Complemented with Garlic Croutons, the soup stood out to be different.
Herb-Crusted Rack of Lamb
Tasted as appetising as it was made to sound. The lamb doesnt reek of the usual lamb smell which i hated. It’s quite a nice dish. I’ve hardly tried crisp lamb. The Rack of lamb came with a crispy crust of herb on it and beneath it laid the commonly used potato.
Just as Vampy revealed his potato underneath, he begun his cheekiness on wanting to explain to me why the potato was placed below the meat (in this case, lamb) even though he knew he has told me umpteen times on this already.
Duo Foie Gras.
Named this way because it has 2 different parts of Foie Gras and are also cooked in different ways. I still very much prefer the pan-seared Foie Gras. The variation of texture (crisps and melts) always ensure a high satisfaction.
Nevertheless, I have to say that Le Saint Julien Foie Gras was at least 2 times more premium than the night’s Foie Gras. (Yes, I miss Saint Julien’s Foie Gras!!!)
The Count and his table of Beasts and Feasts.
In-room dining has held a meaning for Vampy. The isolation and luxury. We all know that there wouldnt be another time or rather a ‘as and when we like’ time that we could dine in our personal ‘restaurant’. It was an obvious sign that the dinner was enjoyed to the fullest as Vampy voiced his appreciations again and again. ;p
The elation was also seen in the wildest singing and ‘drama’. Ended with Vampy’s mad singing, I reckoned that he must be somewhat high!! Bringing the night’s dinner to an end with his instructor waves.
Couple by the bed & Runway
Florals by our back
The lady, known for her sneakiness, placed the birthday card on the bed without being found. The unusual looking bed was only after a while whenVampy wonders around the room before the dinner. The realisation of an envelope carefully written with “Specially for Vampy Jer” on the bed. It was really sweet to see him taking such efforts of mine in elation when instead of opening the card hurriedly, he went ahead to take the camera and took down these surprise moments for him. It was a hint of appreciation..for me.
As expected, a smile broke out on his face when he saw the cover of the card. I was glad to see this expression. I took about a week to find to the card close to my ideal! It wasn’t just a simple card. It was a card to evoke cheekiness, smiles and interest. Even for a card, I want to it to reside in the cellrooms of Vampy’s prisons – Locked.
The inside for the deceived.
Yes. This is the SEXY cover… ;p
Deliberately chosen to complement the man’s cheekiness, outrightness, shallowness, love for boobs and fun.
Vampy with cute and sexy card
(hmmm, doesn’t it sound like SOMEBODY?!)
The phone rang about half an hour after our dinner. The Front desk called, looking for Miss Lim to confirm the night’s surprise. Probably the last I have for Vampy… Indeed, Crowne Plaza took pride of my arrangements and regard each of their guests’ requests as important and tries to deliver it as close to our expectations as possible.
At the point of the phonecall, I was already spinning in my own world with the intoxication of the white wine. I tried hard to remain clear-minded and arranged for an even later delivery.
Soon after, the doorbell rang with the birthday boy openning the door. I panicked in my semi drunk state of mind. Is that the room service who’s here to clear our dining table or is that the surprise? To my horror, it WAS the surprise!!
I begun to wonder if it’s better or not that Vampy was the one who opened the door. I thought he was expecting the room-service too. So did that give him a greater surprise? I asked myself with many questions of that sort.
Manjari Chocolate Truffle by Crowne Plaza
The birthday cake was brightly lit with the ONE candle for Vampy who looks forever young! (looking far too young for his age, hahas) With the prompt of the guys, Vampy made the wish and blew the candle in a split second.
I was like “NOOOOOO. not so soon!!! You should at least wait until they go out first! I havent even sing for yoU!!!” In that sense, i thought the guys were irritating 
But no blames for their wonderful service.
With the ending of my exclaimation, I begun singing Vampy’s birthday song. Feeling a lil shy, I’m so glad that the intoxication allows me to finish singing the song.
A really happy girl.
Slicing the Darkness
The cake really tasted wonderful despite it being too big for the two of us. But to me, it was just there for the sake of ceremonial purposes. The centre layers of the Manjari Chocolate (a premium chocolate) melted into the mouth of one mixed with berries made me mistaken it as alcoholic again. The choco powder by the side gave the cake a slightly hardened texture on its side.
At night, Vampy told me his wish. It was really touching. I just feel so fortunate to have this man. Though all of the day’s arrangements were not for me, oddly, I felt touched. Perhaps my willingness to create all this romance and memories came with prerequsites. That is – You Love the man, Appreciate the Man, Enjoy special and novel times with the man, Support for the man.
The birthday boy’s profile pic on the day of birthday.
“Happy Birthday, Jer “
And the night faded off with massages and kisses………
(to be continued)
