Miss Clarity Cafe

Back from my virgin trip from Miss Clarity Cafe at Pulvis street opposite the library. A report plus photos!

Locating the cafe is not difficult as is it digonally opposite hartford institute. The cafe is in pink from outside and from inside is a mixture of bright yellow green and pink

Surprise surprise they do serve breakfast as well, but I going for their lunch. 1st up, drinks. Ordered pineapple juice and strawberry smootie
Price $2.50 for pineapple juice and $3.80 for smoothie. Ratings for smoothie is 7/10.


Ordered their spicy wings as starters, 2 lighty salted fried chicken wings. Pretty tasty, cost $3. Ratings 8/10






Food, ordered Chicken Condon Bleu, that is chicken stuffed with mushrooms with a spread of cucumbers and soft potatoes. Chicken is tasty and serving is medium. A close up shot of the fillings on the next photo. Price $5.50, Ratings 7/10











Also ordered their Chicken Balladine, chicken stuffed with ham inside. Portion is pretty big even though it doesnt look so. I didnt manage to finish it. The sauce that comes with it is light and good. Potatoes are nicely done as well. Its really good if you ask me. Again a close up of the fillings on the next photo. Price $5.50, Ratings 7.5/10

Overall verdit, good restaurant food at hawker prices. Presentation of the food gets a big thumbs up. People are friendly and ambience is good. You cant get any better food at this kind of pricing definitely. Recommended!!!

Does woman have an expiry date?

Chance upon this topic just now.

DOES WOMAN HAVE AN EXPIRY DATE???

If you say yes, please press 1, However press 2 if you think yes.
oh wow, 100% say woman have an expiry date.

True la, very true in fact. When they are in their early 20s, still play hard to get. When they qare mid 20s, they began to wise up to the realities of life and drop their expectations of 100Cs. When they reaches late 20s and early 30s, they start lelonging themselves. Its common to find girls of that age rushing into a relationship and egging her BF to marry them even in a couple of months time. Yes, EXPIRY DATE. Its like after a certain date, they are no longer fresh and turn stale abruptly. So wats the morale of the story? To hell with 5Cs, 6Bs or 7Es. Ai lai mai sua! Knn dont come and kpkb say this guy not handsome, that guy no car. My foot in your mouth understand. TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT!!! RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

Va Va Vroom Part 2

Nice place, reasonable prices, good food. Think Va Va Vroom!

Va Va Vroom Cafe

Next on review is this nice little vietnamese cafe opposite Bugis Junction, digonally opposite MOS Burger. Place is nice, with choice of indoor and outdoor seating. Playing nice vietnamese music in the background, which you can hear My Tam CD always being played.

Place is cosy with a nice sofa and magazines to read. You have to order the food by writing on a piece of paper and placing your order at the cashier. Food is served shortly, with the chefs from vietnam, you cant go wrong with the quality of the food. I order Saigon Chicken, which is noodles in soup, with some authentic vietnamese drip coffee. Thumbs up. The serving is big with lotsa chicken. Notice how the cup of coffee is so small in comparison with the big bowl of noodles. With prices like $4.80 for that huge bowl and $2.50 for the good'o vietnamese drip coffee, you can't go wrong.

The next time you think of reasonable cheap authentic vietnamese food, think Va Va Vroom!

Singapore girl.. a challenge to love.

EDUCATED and financially independent, the new Singaporean woman is running into a wall of male traditions that is leaving some holes in their relationship, including marriage.

The trend had been building up over a couple of decades. In few other countries have women made larger strides in education and careers than in Singapore.

During the past few decades they have caught up with, and even overtaken, men in fields they had once dominated.

In university, women still outnumber men 55-45 with many moving strongly into subjects like media, mathematics, law and engineering, among others.

Recently girls won seven of the top 11 awards for A-level Physics, which had long been a boys’ domain.

Island-wide, women have moved into the highest ranks of the corporate world and commanded artillery units or police divisions, as well as trained jetfighter pilots. Ten women, aged 20-40, are planning to climb Mount Everest.

In short, the new female is able, confident and more than holding up half the heavens, but not getting equal success in their relationship with men.

This is running smack into a traditional male value of wanting to be seen wearing the pants, causing a growing “incompatibility”.

Better education has also led to the woman being perceived as too ambitious, self-centred and materialistic, not qualities that promote romance.

As a consequence, more men are choosing their brides from abroad, especially from China, Vietnam and most of all Malaysia, where historical links remain strong.

I attended five weddings in the last eight months that reflected the trend.

Four of the brides were from Malaysia and China and only one was local. I was told this was becoming a trend that government matchmakers have failed to correct.

One groom with a Johor bride said he had found Singaporean girls too materialistic and demanding. “One specifically set a condition: no living with my parents. She wasn’t happy dating on public buses.”

The women’s relentless pursuit of a career had come at the expense of learning to do simple household chores like cooking, ironing or looking after babies.

“If you want to marry a Singapore girl you must be prepared to eat at hawker centres for life,” one male cynic said.

A marriage agency owner told a radio interviewer how some of the girls had, on the first date, plied the men with questions like: What is your degree and earnings? Do you own a condo? “And they’re surprised when they didn’t get a second date,” she said.

Others find them picky, untrusting and calculative towards love and marriage.

Results of recently released research have found that one in five Singaporean wives is hiding her assets from her husband for fear that he will squander them or in case the marriage fails.

This 20% here compares with France (7.2%), USA (7.6%), Brazil (9%), Romania (12%) and Britain (16.8%).

But there are more hoarders in Japan (38%), Saudi Arabia (32%) and China (21%).

It doesn’t inspire trust. Another sign is the increasing number of cases when a private detective is hired to check on the spouse.

Pre-marital contracts are also becoming more common among people who want to keep their assets out of their spouse’s reach in any divorce. Almost six out of 10 women say in a survey that they are not submissive, while two-thirds believe they could live without men.

The changing female attitude is, of course, only half the cause.

The other is the man sticking to a traditional view that it is his right as head to leave the babies and household work to his working wife. One in two women here have a job.

The social impact is a growing number of single women, especially university graduates.

A growing minority is marrying Westerners.

This has prompted a newspaper reader to urge her well-educated peers to revisit some the traditional feminine traits.

Her letter followed reports that more Singaporeans, including young professional males, were turning abroad for brides.

She said she had worked in Vietnam and found the girls there feminine, their speech melodious.

“They work hard without complaining, carrying loads of cloth and vegetables in the market stalls and food places. Simple, gentle and hardworking, it's hard not to fall in love with them,” she added.

As for the Malaysian ladies, she finds them “neither loud nor argumentative, (but) pander to the boys' needs. Not as doormats, but as cheerful assistants, who see it as their obligation to help their men without expecting anything in return.

“Not that they are stupid - oh, no, the Malaysian girls I know are smart and hardworking, with careers of their own.

“But when it comes to matters of the heart, they play the docile, giggly girlfriend with as much aplomb as their Vietnamese counterparts. Again, it's easy to see where their attraction lies.”

In contrast, the Singapore girl is twice as likely as her Malaysian or Vietnamese counterpart to stride away in a huff or throw water in the male's face or hold a public screaming or crying fit.

“The Singapore girl debates and argues impassionedly. She wants to win at all costs and treats her love conquests like those fought in the office arena. She may be pretty, yes, smart, yes, but, oh, so demanding.”

The Singapore girl, in short, is a challenge to love, she added.

Although she may, at the end of the day, be a supportive and faithful spouse, the barbs hiding her soft interior are daunting to the suitor.

“She is materialistic, and loves being so. Shopping is a major hobby, and looking good is absolutely essential. The man is but another accessory, a helper, chauffeur, bag carrier.”

There are, however, some 200,000 men who have a poor education and a low salary. Their prospect of marrying a Singapore girl is slim.

One emotional man said online: “I’m fed up with life. Can’t even find a date let alone a wife.” For him and the rest, salvation lies in Vietnam or China.

Best Value for money Spaghetti

Try it! Creamy Chicken Mushroom Spaghetti. Portion is bigger than Pastamania, ingredients used are more than Pastamania, and most importantly, the price is much cheaper than pastamania! How much? $3.80 only! It also comes with a rich tomato soup. I would give it a good 9/10 for the portion, taste and price.

No regrets! Located at the coffeeshop in the middle of Bugis Village. Top it up with a juicy Mango, Kiwi or Watermelon juice selling at the little drink stores just beside the coffeeshop. Wham! You have a winning combo!

Typical Street in Vietnam

Typical Street in Vietnam. Motorcycles, bicycles.. everywhere.

Vietnamese Traditional Coffee

Good'O Vietnam Drip Coffee. Simply the best!

Street Store in Vietnam, dare to eat?

Street Food in Vietnam. Yummy!

Bird Flu? Here's why.

Ever wonder why Vietnam have Bird Flu? Here's why. Saw this on my visit to Danang recently. They see chickens in the market on the ground this way.... DUH!

Little Red Riding Loot

Once upon a time there was a stupid and skinny little girl who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her smelly grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child (i mean nothing!). Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Loot.

One day her mother said to her, "Come, Little Red Riding Skinny Loot, here is a piece of shit and a bottle of cat's piss. Take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing and she will weep the whole weekend. And when you go into her room, don't forget to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before you do it." Come back before sunset or I will loot you!

I will take great care, said Little Red Riding Loot to her mother, and gave her hand on it.

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the village, and just as Little Red Riding Loot entered the wood, a wolf, some call him the colourwolf met her. Little Red Riding Loot did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him.

"Good-day, Little Red Riding Loot, HO SAY BO!" said he.

"Thank you kindly, wolfy."

"Whither away so early, Little Red Riding Loot?"

"To my grandmother's."

"What have you got in your apron?"

"Shit and piss. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger. Want some? I heard it can make your complexion better"

"Nah, i prefer your piss. Where does your grandmother live, Little Red Riding Loot?"

"A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood. Her house stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below. You surely must know it, I heard others calling you walking directory" replied Little Red Riding Loot.

The wolf thought to himself, "What a tender young babe, she look so hot in her firey red mini skirt. What a nice plump mouthful and tender breasts, she will be better to kiss,eat and smell than the old haggard bitch. I must act craftily, so as to catch both, da xiao tong chi." So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Red Riding Loot, and then he said, "see Little Red Riding Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here. Why do you not look round. I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing. You walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry."

Little Red Riding Loot raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought, suppose I take grandmother a fresh nosegay. That would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still get there in good time. And so she ran from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into the wood.

Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked at the door.

"Who is there?"

"Little Red Riding Loot, your beloved skinny grandaughter with a hot mini skirt from This Fashion" replied the wolf. "She is bringing shit and piss. Open the door."

"Lift the latch," called out the grandmother, "I am too weak, and cannot get up. Besides, I am having piles."

The wolf lifted the latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to the grandmother's bed, and devoured her, even her undies. Then he put on her clothes, dressed himself in her cap, laid himself in bed and drew the curtains.

Little Red Riding Loot, however, had been running about picking flowers, and when she had gathered so many that she could carry no more, she remembered her grandmother, and set out on the way to her.

She was surprised to find the cottage-door standing open, and when she went into the room, she had such a strange feeling that she said to herself, oh dear, how uneasy I feel to-day, and at other times I like being with grandmother so much.

She called out, "Good morning," but received no answer. So she went to the bed and drew back the curtains. There lay her grandmother with her cap pulled far over her face, and looking very strange.

"Oh, grandmother," she said, "what big ears you have."

"The better to hear you with, my child," was the reply.

"But, grandmother, what big eyes you have," she said.

"The better to see you with, my dear."

"But, grandmother, what large hands you have."

"The better to hug you with."

"Oh, but, grandmother, what a terrible big mouth you have."

"The better to lick you with."

And scarcely had the wolf said this, than with one bound he was out of bed and swallowed up Little Red Riding Loot, even her minis.

When the wolf had appeased his appetite, he lay down again in the bed, fell asleep and began to snore very loud. The huntsman was just passing the house, and thought to himself, how the old bitch is snoring and disturbing every creature in three leagues. I must go in and put everyone out of their misery.

So he went into the room, and when he came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it. "Do I find you here, you old sinner," said he. "I have long sought you. You have the most sexy body and pouty lips."

Then just as he was going to fire at him, it occurred to him that the wolf might have devoured the old bitch who owe him 40 taels of silver, and that she might still be saved, so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors, and began to cut open the stomach of the sleeping wolf.

When he had made two snips, he saw the Little Red Riding Loot shining, and then he made two snips more, and the little girl sprang out, crying, "Ah, how frightened I have been. How dark it was inside the wolf."

And after that the aged bitchy old woman came out alive also, but scarcely able to breathe. Little Red Riding Loot, however, quickly fetched great stones with which they filled the wolf's belly, and when he awoke, he wanted to run away, but the stones were so heavy that he collapsed at once, and fell dead.

Then all three were delighted, especially the huntsman as he now have Red Riding Loot and her old gramdma to toy with. The huntsman drew off the wolf's skin and went home with it. The grandmother ate the shit and drank the piss which Little Red Riding Loot had brought, and revived, but Little Red Riding Loot thought to herself, as long as I live, I will never by myself leave the path, to run into the wood, when my mother has forbidden me to do so.

Whats the moral of the story?
Bring shit and piss to someone's house you will tio loot la!

Oh La La, I also have blog!

People around the world have it, i also want it! People like xiasuay makes thousands in endorsement and sponsorships, i also want to be like them. (Evil grin) So with that dream, here i am embarking on my journey into blog land. But however, if this piece of crap does not make me any money within 3 months of my posting, it can go kiss my ass! RAWRRR!!!

Weekend was spent lamenting about life, and the lack of money. My partner in crime, Mr D suggested we must quickly embark on our Projectsurepass phase 2 asap. So gotta do it! Hell, gimme my money. But deep down inside, i'm secretly plotting to go rob a bank in timbatu and after that retire happily in the countryside in a rural secluded place in Vietnam... sipping cocktails with bikini claded girls dancing on the beach. Oh la la, thats LIFE!!!!

On top of that, since i have so so so much time on hand before Jamie comes back, I would like to announce to the whole world i have decided to rewrite a story titled Little Red Riding Loot. I'm gonna let everyone relive the good old magical days of children fables with my version, except it's bigger, stronger and sexier! It is in the pipeline, so stay tuned! Ideas welcomed! Vi Va la Vietnam! Im coming... wait for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!