The Aftermath

Damn, we had the Chocolate Buffet tonight at the Fullerton. I managed to catch hold of the MasterChef when I got home, and when he heard what was on the menu, he quipped "Chocolate, Women and Gossip. Which man could compete with that?"

As usual, my Man is spot on. Haha.

This is the Fullerton Hotel - it used to be the main post office back when SG was a colonial post of Great Britian. Now it's one of the stately, graceful, wonderfully restored buildings that have been preserved as part of SG's past. What a wonderful use it's being put to now! Hosting business men in it's statuesque rooms, having wonderful spreads, and most of all, having a chocolate buffet. Heh!

This chocolate picture was amazing.... obviously hand-drawn, I couldn't believe how intricately done it was. I oogled it for a while. I mean, chocolate carvings are a dime a dozen, but this was beautifully done. The pic doesn't do it justice! And also, there was this idiot chinese girl who stood there for ages. Got fed up and finally took the shot from an angle.

The Chocolate Fondue tower was a nice touch - rich, textured chocolate cascading down over the tiers - we dipped and messed up the plates. The flow was neverending!

We were so bloody stuffed. Chocolate's all well and good, but YOU have chocolate puddings, chocolate pralines, chocolate cakes, chocolate biscuits, chocolate-dipped fruit and chocolate drinks for 3 hours and see if you don't feel sick.

I was so stuffed, I had a couple of breadsticks plain, just to get something that wasn't sweet down my throat. This was a funny pic..... as L took my shot, I muttered something about this seeming like a bad blow-job. M took one look at the pic and exclaimed "FAIL!!".

MBA in a lovely group shot after we managed to roll ourselves off our chairs and waddle to the hotel lobby. I'm so very very proud of these women.


16 years of a lasting, enduring friendship and definitely still counting.