Sigh. I was supposed to be blogging about my wonderful last wk of HO posting but I think now I’m receiving retribution from enjoying too much!!!!!

Last week, I remembered going home so late cuz of all the partying, this week I’m leaving at ten pm or so (even when post call) because there is just SO much work. Sigh.

Triple 3
Tummy almost exploded there! My nice MO ah K took some of the HOs he’s worked with there. That night, sparks flew and the grape vine flowed, I’m sure a certain few pple must have had a sudden attack of sneezes that night! haha… As for the food, whoa v nice leh, it was like foodparadise… Haha such cute lil’ cups of entrees, really yummy food, and the dessert bar was like waaaa… flowing away! I can just imagine dobby’s delight! haha…

Station Kitchen @ St James Power Station
A seriously over-rated, over-priced establishment which charges seriously pocket burning parking fees. A prata at 5 bux! You get the idea. Super ‘atas’, as ah K told us.

Brotzeit
Yeap, this German place @ Vivocity! Jon was so onz about the pork knuckle, he had to have a go at it. Anyway, drinks flowed and people started turning really red, like one of our fellow HOs looked like he got erythroderma, while another started to poke an MO… Tsk tsk, disinhibition haha…

HO farewell lunch @ the Yacht Club
Wonders of wonders, where the previous batches of HOs had gotten Samy’s curry catered to the sem room as a parting gift for the blood and sweat and loss of skin turgor the last four months, we the lucky batch of HOs got a treat at…. the Yacht Club! TADAAAA… Nothing really new cuz been going there with my cousins since I started pottering around. Anyway, I think this was some sort of desperate last ditch attempt to change the currently circulating rumour that er-hem hospital is not a good place to do HO-ship. I say ‘rumour’ cuz frankly speaking, I thought it was quite an ok place to do a posting. Or perhaps, it’s all the good food making me speak well of this hospital. Haha…

After all, it’s always better to work in a smaller hospital cuz people know each other better and as a result, I suppose, are more cordial (nevermind wat we call the surgeons and orthopods behind their backs, haha I’m one of them now!) Anyway, small hospital, but not too small, otherwise you just might not see much beyond cellulitis and abscesses. Hah.

Streeters @ Keong Saik Street
Our big boss treated us all to Spanish cuisine on the last Wed of our month there! woohoo! haha, nothing new either cuz I’ve gone there before. This time round it’s better, the food’s not as salty s previously. We had the black ink squid, portobello mushrooms, meatballs, and the scallops! OMG they were fantastic! haha I think I have a fetish for scallops. One of my subslaves sheepishly remarked after the meal that… he/she’d thought the scallop shell was a biscuit until he/she saw the other subslave scooping the stuff from it. Haiz… The seniors mostly had paella, those guys really can finish the whole PAN! I had a wonderful pasta de marinero and we all had sangría. :)

Indonesian Restaurant@ Riverside
Brought our hardworking house-elves there for dinner! A glorious mix of bbq stuff (the Rayfish was really good), chicken, satay, taohu goreng, sotong… It’s just in between Cafe Iguana and Brewerkz.

Asylum
I totally agree with what Dobby said, ‘you go in sane’, ‘you come out nutty’! First, they took really long to get our order cuz the waitress (who is from mainland er-hem) couldn’t really understand English and we couldn’t get her English either… Then, they told us only half an hour later that our jug wasn’t available! ARGH. Anyway by the time the drinks came, those who hadn’t got drunk on alcohol were already drunk by boredom!