Disney Confessional

My mom always promised me a trip to Disneyland ever since I was in 5th grade.
I've always fantasized about it. The rides, the mascots and all have always been my dream.
Guess what? It never happened. (sniff, sniff)

So I took it upon myself to make a childhood dream a reality. (cue in Superman soundtrack)

I feel like a jilted lover seeking closure for a love affair gone wrong. (what?)

When we were on Hong kong for my sister's last hurrah vacation 2 months go, it was time to pop my dream bubble's cherry.

It was a clear Thursday afternoon. The weather was different that day. It was sunny, a far cry from the sudden rains in Hong Kong that will hit you like shuriken. As we waited for the MTR, a weird feeling came over me. Suddenly, I was a kid again. I felt a cold sweat of anticipation. Will the experience be as magical even if I'm not a child anymore?

Then the Disney MTR came. It was fun. The coaches were different. Disney decor adorned the train. It was amazing. Mickey ears handrails added the extra oomph. And I can feel my shivering hand with a camera click away and away and away.

A few more minutes, its every man child's mana.

The castle is welcoming. It is as impressive as the ones you see on TV.

The rides were kid-friendly. Space Mountain was great. (Yay!)
For the first time I felt like a child again. (Wow I said it again!)

The mascots though, were not as friendly. (Boo!)
And since I got tired of waiting in line. I wasn't able to
get a picture with Pluto. And Mickey. Grrr....

Don't miss the Lion King. It's as impressive as the Broadway musical.
This is the best show so far. I wasn't able to catch the Golden Mickeys I heard its good.

Mickey's 4D Theatre was amazing.
It made the one at Genting Highlands look like a B-movie!
The effects were spectacular.

This Disney isn't as big as I thought. One day is enough to scout the whole area.
But this whole Disney experience is a steal. So after the fireworks and the shopping and the lining up. I'm leaving HK Disney with a big smile on my face. The long-lost yearning of my childhood have been found. (Ooh... wet dream)

Ad Spotlight No. 1

This is part of our weekly creative activity here at the office.
The brief is to make the logo a part of the idea.


It didn't win the contest but I loved the use of juxtaposition. (Yes, yes I love myself)

The idea behind this is people have individual perspective of things.

Take a look, then tell me what you think.

It's crap??? Oh.

Malaysia, the Taste of Asia

Malaysia is not just for shopping. It's a food paradise as well.

The magic of this place is at Jalan Alor. A long street of hawker stalls offering the best in Chinese and Malay food. The food is divine and it is cheap. The sights and sounds are a splendor to look at. You'd be lost and be tempted by the glorious smell of food being grilled, fried, stir-fried, pan-fried, steamed, etc. Each and every store has a story to tell and a dish to be tasted. Reminds me of the old esteros of Ongpin in Manila. Only this is cleaner and more authentic.

Can you imagine eating chili crab by the streets? How about a freshly-cooked char kwai teow? (Malay noodles) This is one of the sides of Malaysia that needs to a be experience. A gustatory delight you'll definitely savor.

Felix at Greenbelt 5

So many things have been written about Felix. The new resto/bistro at Greenbelt 5 is owned by the legendary Ben Chan of Bench, local celebrity Richard Gomez, and top chef Florabel Co of Florabel's. Yes, it is cozy. And the snazzy interiors add pizzazz to the place. The menu is inviting and inventive. But I would not recommend this place for a weekend dinner. (Sorry chums)

Our journey to Felix was by chance (I think). My mother spotted the write-up about the place and was mesmerized by its promise of glamour and Bacchanalian splendor. The thrill of dining in a the resto run by glitzy celebrities was an attractive invite alone. So off we went to Felix on a Saturday, the resto was a semi-busy. And the table they got was alfresco. (well, we were 9 so we had to make do with the table outside) Then disaster struck.

As I was arriving late, I was told that my family's orders were also running late. In fact, it took 45 minutes for their entrees to come out. So glancing at the fancy menu, I ordered something simple. Breaded Chicken Breast and Wild Rice. The problem is the waiter took time to get my order. And after 30 minutes of waiting, we were already dismayed that there was were still no plates nor forks that were set. Service was really bad. And my brother-in-law kept complaining that his Risotto tasted like rice with kikkoman. (Yum, just like my sister's cooking) The waiters were not paying any attention were just standing by the sidelines and chatting away.

After almost an hour of waiting, I was impatient. Well, who wouldn't be? I complained about the lack of good service and the table setting. Imagine we were just seated there and nobody from the resto staff were paying attention at all. That's the only time somebody actually did something. So much for the hoopla. The food was already lukewarm meaning it had been languishing at the kitchen counter. The staff's ineptitude ruined what could have been a great dining experience. So much for the hoopla (Well I just had to say it again).

We're definitely not returning to Felix.

i'm baaaack

after months of not writing anything in this blog
i'm returning with a vengeance! (yeah, I'm that angry with the world hahahaha)
and a new look.

new topics, posting my works, comments and anything under the sun.