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Tonight's late #dinner: Smoked Salmon Croissant, Croque Madame and the best Eclair Aux Fraise ever. (at PAUL)

I told my colleague I wanted a Céline bag for Christmas. This wasn't exactly what I expected. #muji #smartaleckcolleagues

Christmas staycation at MBS. Busy Christmas! (at Marina Bay Sands)

Today's #teatime: Strawberry Shortcake and Vanilla Mille Crepe! So creamy and nom~ (at Lady M)

Today's #lunch: Black Pepper Crab Burger! Yum as usual! (at Compl(e)ments of)

Movies and cityscapes - we watched a movie under the stars!

Today's dinner: Shiok Maki 2nd Generation, Koh's Original Maki and Shiok Maki 1st Generation. It lives up to its name and really is very shiok. (As for the difference between 1st and 2nd gen: negligible. One is prawn and one is unagi but they more or less taste the same.) (at Koh Grill & Sushi Bar)

Today's late lunch: Dirty Ronin (diced hard boiled eggs, spicy chorizo, comte cheese and miso mayo, NOM so good!) and scrambled eggs on toast with portobello mushroom and bacon. Such a cool and low-key place! (at RONIN)

Today's work lunch is the cheesiest Croque Monsieur at Penny University. Sinful and strong; just the way I like them. (at Penny University)

I've come to realize that the most painful person to miss is yourself from a happier time.

Today's lunch: Brave Begedil (eggs, avocado, and turkey bacon on beef and potato hash, NOM max) and Raunchy Eggs (fried eggs, beans, anchovies and parmesan on tortilla, NOM). Great comfort food! (at The Bravery)

The perfect lunch for a gloomy day: Bak Kut Teh! Dried version (with lady fingers, chilli padi and dried cuttlefish omg NOM) and soup version, both super comforting on this rainy afternoon! (at Old Street Bak Kut Teh 老街肉骨茶)

Today's lunch: Fish and Chips, Chicken Liver Parfait and Pumpkin Quiche to celebrate Halloween! (at Rabbit Carrot Gun)

Suited up in #greyhound, #londonbrown and a tailored suit.

Today's lunch: Baked Mushroom Macaroni and Cheese and the insta-whore Rainbow cake. Seriously. Every Instagram has a rainbow cake sometime. You can't fight it. (at The Coffee Daily)

I stepped into that strange room. In that strange room sat a strange man on a stool that looked to not work normally. The man, he with the fading brown hair and heavy eyes looked at me with blatant distrust. "Who are you?" "I've come to take your place." Fake practiced cheer in my voice. A pause. A silence. And then- "Why?" "They told me it was a great stool. It would help me be what I want to, eventually. Someday." The man, he rubbed his face, his beardless but scraggy face. A low laugh the sound of a burnt life flowed from his mirthless lips as he stood from that strange stool and the air about him seemed to clear and lighten. "Child. Perhaps this stool is great. But in life there are many definitions of great, and I'm afraid you won't like this particular one." And then, but then, it was my turn. #pretentiouswritingonthewayhome