Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting around for somebody to give you flowers"
Thursday, May 10, 2012 || 8:17 AM
To: Rifhan Bee
Some fine dining loving at Prive's restaurant with my gorgeous hunnybuns.
The initial plan was to hop over to the cafe first to catch the sunset together while looking over the ocean skyline, munching on their pastry goodness. I knocked off a little late on that day though, missed it :'(
The beautiful orangey red colours were illuminated not from the heavens, but from the candles on our table indoors.
I love my bread warm, spreaded with pure butter and sprinkled with a little sea-salt. Wish there was butter mustard though. Soft warm bread is very therapeutic :)
Wanted to order Monk fish, but it wasn't in the menu on that day, settled for good ole ribeye steak! Rif got herself honey beef ribs! Both the quality of food and service were fantastic. My steak was cooked medium well - just the way i like it, with a subtle contrast of a very slightly charred exterior and juicy center.
Anyways, this gorgeous lady you see over here, has an equally beautiful heart. Her beauty doesn't shine from exteriors, it's the inside which makes her light up. Of course, huns, sometimes you are impossible to please - I can imagine how because of your ridiculously high standards, but you have always been very patient towards me, in almost every way. Thank you for showing me that being a romantic doesn't equate to being hopeless. Thank you for not letting us get split apart because of our clashing and crazy schedules. Here is the lady who even though is only one year older than me, makes me look up to her because she is always so fabulous and classy. I am glad that we were never (and i hope we never will be) victims of 'Things change, people change." I will work hard on our friendship to make sure the connection we have rallies stronger than these circumstances. Thank you for believing in me when i was too sick and tired to do that for myself. Thank you for growing up emotionally with me.
Hopped out for some desserts! We are hopeless suckers for these sweet goodness.
I felt your warmth, and your muscles. It was beautiful.