Ok. I’m sorry, I know I’ve blogged like every single day this week but I can’t help that I love y’all so much and really, blogging is the only therapy I get from having to manage the abundance of crazy thoughts that are happily swizzling through my brain. Actually, I just want someone to talk … Read More →
I learned two very important lessons this weekend. I learned the hard way that one should never assume anything and that on a more minor scale, one should always seek information from others, because one (and this one in particular) is not always the cleverest bean in the pot. And these lessons were learned through … Read More →
There’s something to be said about the beautiful people in Paris. And that is that I am definitely not one of them. Not only am I about three feet too short, after two days of drip-feeding myself with macarons, chocolates, croissants, crepes and er, anything else I could get my mitts on, my face is … Read More →
So it’s Bank Holiday weekend and Panu and I are in London. I know, abysmal effort on our part to get away seeing as we’d just come back from Hong Kong and that virtual cheque book is still hurting just a little bit. I wanted to do something though, anything so as to not waste … Read More →
It was 27 degrees today. And in what could be the most inappropriate choice of food ever, Su-Lin and I met up for lunch at Soho’s new Korean joint, Bibimbap. Who the hell eats a hot dolsot bibimbap on such a warm day? Oh wait, we do. Well, it turned out to be fun anyway. … Read More →
Cold udon with fried tofu and spring onions ~ one of the many styles of udon at brand new haunt Koya, on Frith Street in Soho. Freshly made on the premises and utterly delicious. Just what the doctor ordered. Koya 49 Frith Street Soho, W1D 0207 434 4463
How much do you spend on an average dinner at home? This is an interesting question because the general idea is that eating in is cheaper. For the most part I agree, it is cheaper, but that’s not always the case. Panu and I worked out that on average we spend about £12-£14 per meal … Read More →
Awana. A-don’t-really-wana blog about Awana. Mainly because I don’t usually like blogging about negative experiences and well, last time I blogged about bad service, the place closed down! Granted, it wasn’t because of me that they closed down – it was because of the bad service, clearly! Anyway, in my don’t-want-to-blog-about-Awana-ness, I’ll summarise my experience … Read More →
Chinese fine dining, hey? We at thecattylife are not unfamiliar with this topic. We’ve been to Kai Mayfair and well, yes, we’ve been to Kai Mayfair. We are not unfamiliar with the topic but we are still much confused. Although we were bedazzled by Kai Mayfair’s superb service and quality food, we are still concerned … Read More →
Saturday was always going to be a good. For starters, I woke up and ate Goober Grape squished between two slices of soft white bread for breakfast. What’s Goober Grape you ask? Well, click on the link you lazy punk ass. Or wait. Because I am planning on a whole video post, yes a video … Read More →
Last Thursday, April 8, was the auspicious day that was Panu’s birthday. I was still suffering from the horrid stomach bug so he went out for drinks with his buddies and I stayed at home and watched Brokeback Mountain ~ my first time and dude, it’s a good movie. Sad, but good. Though I missed … Read More →
There’s so much I want to say about our trip to Hong Kong. But given that you don’t actually really want to read any of it, and that I don’t believe in sequels and three-quels, I’m just gonna summarise a whole bunch of stuff, show you some photos and be done with it. Granted, this … Read More →
Sometimes when you wander a little bit out of your comfort zone, you stumble across a hidden gem. For me, this tends to happen a lot because my comfort (read: lazy) zone is incredibly tiny, and anywhere that’s more than five tube stops away constitutes “the outside”. And on this outside, there’s been some brilliant … Read More →
Sometimes I wonder why, why is Panu my most favouritest person in the world? I mean, he’s a health nut, like a complete utter crazy health freak and me, well we all know I’m a certified glutton. I scratch my head and think for a moment, but luckily, I usually don’t have to think for … Read More →
It’s no secret that I love a good burger. My love stretches far and wide, and hell I’m even obsessed about meatballs, and really, a patty is just a big flat meatball, no? The answer is yes. End of. Anyway, my number one burger joint in London thus far is Byron Burger, but everyone’s been … Read More →
I have to admit, if there’s one thing I’m not snobby about, it’s pizza. My very most favourite and the one and only pizza that bedazzles my taste buds is still Domino’s BBQ Chicken & Bacon, and that’s the Australian Domino’s, because the London version just isn’t the same. Since we’ve been in London, Panu … Read More →
A flat white at Flat White, Berwick Street, Soho. And I don’t even drink coffee.
Pulled pork roll with rocket & apple sauce, followed by a Portuguese tart. Fernandez & Wells, Soho. And me…. photo courtesy of tehbus.com
Teriyake chicken set at Yoisho, Goodge Street. Well, that fixed my craving good and proper.
In October last year, we went to San Francisco and I had the absolute pleasure of dining at The House of Prime Rib. And actually I just want to end this blog post right now, because really, there is no life after The House of Prime Rib. But sadly, there is. The House of Prime … Read More →
Cassava fries at Canela Carnaby Street, because somehow eating fries that aren’t “potato” always seems so much healthier. Pão de queijo or Brazilian cheese bread, in plain or chorizo. I liked the plain version for its stupendously smooth texture, although bite sized chorizo bits do make my belly smile. Coxinha, a cone of mashed chicken … Read More →
Somebody once told me that cheating at school doesn’t pay. I don’t remember who it was but from a very young age, brought up in the ultra-strict schooling system in Malaysia where if you’re good, you only get caned and if you’re bad then whee-wooo, we don’t want to go there. So I never cheated … Read More →
So I have this friend. And when people ask how we know each other, I always say well, he’s a friend of a friend. In actual fact, he’s my friend’s ex. But my friend has said that as long as I love her more, which of course I do, infinitely more, I can be friends … Read More →
You know sometimes when your friend tells you something that their mum’s uncle’s neighbour’s dog told them, you kinda tune out because the information is so far removed from the source that a monkey’s uncle sounds like a funky crumble? No? Anyway, when my friend told us that her boyfriend’s colleagues from Japan (ok, so … Read More →