Post no. 18: The one’s about a different side of LA

Warning.. this post does not feature the stereotypical things one expects to see in LA.

No tanned bodies, bleached hair, glitz and glamour. Welcome to a little trip with me in Downtown LA.

DTLA is about a 25-45 mins drive from where we live. It’s dependent on the notorious LA traffic. Sometimes, a 20-minute drive to LAX can take 2 hours (fact: it happened to me last week). At times like that, I feel like just blasting the radio, get onto the roof of the car and just dance. Except that I worry that people will throw things at me. Or make me pay them for having to watch. Or both.

So anyway, back to DTLA. There’s Skid Row, Toy District, Fashion District, Arts District, Little Tokyo and is full of history (duh! which Downtown doesn’t? – I know. But I ain’t Wikipedia, so I’m not going to go into all that.) Have explored some of them by car, and a wee bit on foot. Skid Row is high on the list because it’s so fascinating to me. (Cue Darkwing Duck: Lets. Get. Dangerous.) Mr A and I have seriously considered dressing up as hobos and hang out along Skid Row for a day. No, I’m not being obnoxious. Just super curious. A good friend of mine and I once drove through the red light district back home in Singapore one night, and I suggested that we should park the car for a couple of minutes, stand on opposite sides of the street and check our “market value”. True story! But she looked at me with deadpan eyes, locked the doors from her driver-side and drove us off into the night. What can I say? I was a Sociology major. So that makes me an Anthropologist. Yeah, right. Ok, I digress.

Hobo impersonations and Pretty Woman fantasies aside, here are some things in DTLA that I’ve found enjoyable so far:

Old world charm set against blue skies

I don’t have anything against clouds. In fact, I love them and want to eat them. But there’s something about a pristine blue sky that makes me feel super happy. It’s akin to seeing a beautiful blue ocean.

The view from Perch - a rooftop restaurant/bar

Overlooking Pershing Square

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A mish mash of modern and historic architectural styles

 

I looove the Art Deco architecture and there’s an Art Deco Walking Tour that I need to remember to go check out. But as far as city skylines go, I’ve seen better. In case you are a diehard DTLA skyline fan, please don’t get all riled up and burn down my blog. (Not sure how you’d go about doing that, but just thought I’d put it out there and implore you not to).

New-but-old-but-new-but..

I love how some parts of DTLA remind me of Brooklyn (where we used to live in NYC some years back). Old warehouses and factories are now lofts, restaurants, art galleries, cafes a la DUMBO and Williamsburg.

The Last Bookstore is a beautiful example of turning-something-old-into-a new-which-looks-old. The walls, columns and beams that used to house a bank now lend their charm to a gorgeous bookstore filled with old and new books, art and space for hungry minds to feast, wander and find serenity. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed when I realized that the bookstore is only 2 years old. I wanted to believe that despite the rise and fall of all those other bookstore giants, there was this little independent bookstore that stayed strong through through time, bucked the trend, and grew into the biggest independent bookstore in California. The last part of that statement is actually true though and kudos to its owner for the humble beginnings in a tiny apartment.

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Literary wave. Books make waves. You get the drift.

Literary wave. Books make waves. You get the drift.

 

This is officially my favourite cashier counter on the planet

This is officially my favourite cashier counter on the planet

 

Beautiful

Beautiful right?

 

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odd installation

More art

More art

 

The stairs lead to a couple of artist studios/galleries and a labyrinth of more books

The stairs lead to a couple of artist studios/galleries and a labyrinth of more books

 

Not exactly Penguin books, but birds with words nonetheless.

Not exactly Penguin books, but birds with words nonetheless.

 

A cute yarn shop sits within the bookstore

A cute yarn shop sits within the bookstore too

 

Love how the sections for some genres are themed and styled

Love how the sections for some genres are themed and styled

 

Eye spy crime

Eye spy crime

 

This tunnel is awesome

This tunnel is awesome

 

View from the upper level

View from the upper level

 

I found the shelf that leads to an actual secret section!

I found the shelf that leads to an actual secret section!

 

Handsome Coffee Roasters

Yummehh

Yummehh. Nuff said.

Nabisco Factory Lofts

Biscuit factory-turned-lofts. I have creamy butter dreams of living here.

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Arty stuff

Street art

Street art

 

I can't get over the photo-realism on this wall. Amazing. I can't even paint by numbers.

I can’t get over the photo-realism on this wall. Amazing. I can’t even paint by numbers.

 

One way or another.. I'm gonna stick ya stick ya stick ya!

One way or another.. I’m gonna stick ya stick ya stick ya!

 

Functional art. The coolest security system display unit ever.

Functional art. The coolest security system display unit ever.

 

Hope you enjoyed DTLA as much as I have.

xx

 

Post no. 17: This one’s about my Fall

No, I didn’t have a fall. I meant Fall – the season. Aka Autumn. Coming from a city state that’s Summer all year round, I really appreciate the changing seasons. Ok, so California isn’t exactly THE place that epitomizes changing climates, but it’s good enough for me.

Confession: I spent much of early Fall in PJs on our comfy leather couch. It was so bad. But oh sooo good….

Started and completed all 5 seasons of Breaking Bad.

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Caught up with 3 seasons of Grey’s Anatomy.

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I know, right?? =P

Binge tv watching is soooooo gooood. Yes, I realize that I sound like someone who only just discovered the telly. But as a former work addict, the art of vegging out is a guilty pleasure I’m glad to be reacquainted with.

When I DID roll myself off the couch, Fall was already in full swing.

One can always count store window displays to remind us of the Season

One can always count store window displays to remind us of the Season

My fav seasonal menu item from Le Pain Quotidien: Chicken & Chorizo Tartine with harissa

My fav seasonal menu item from Le Pain Quotidien: Chicken & Chorizo Tartine with harissa

My first visit to a Pumpkin Patch! Somehow, we never went to one when we lived in NYC. We simply bought our pumpkins from some store. So I felt like a kid in a candy store when we went pumpkin picking here in LA!

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Mr Bones Pumpkin Patch in West Hollywood

Mr Bones Pumpkin Patch in West Hollywood

waving pumpkin

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teepee threesome draculas pirate skeleton

rocking horse

Pumpkins

 Baby Pumpkins

Pumpkins

Huge ass pumpkins

 

And more pumpkins

And more pumpkins

 

They must have read my mind

They must have read my mind

 

They said I couldn't have a go  at this. Something about how young at heart is not the same as young. =(

They said I couldn’t have a go at this. Something about how young at heart is not the same as young. =(

 

 

This skeleton spat kids out of its mouth

This skeleton spat kids out of its mouth

 

They asked if I wanted to jump the pumpkin. I politely declined. Because I don't do pumpkins.

They asked if I wanted to jump the pumpkin. I politely declined. Because I don’t do pumpkins.

 

But I did bring home some pumpkins!

But I did cart home some pumpkins!

 

And we had a little pumpkin carving party at home! Mine's the one with the owl :)

And we had a little pumpkin carving party at home! Mine’s the one with the owl 🙂

 

Apparently a lot of celebs bring their kids to Mr Bones Pumpkin Patch. Check out Mr Paparazzi's big.. lens.

Apparently a lot of celebs bring their kids to Mr Bones Pumpkin Patch. Check out Mr Paparazzi’s big.. lens.

 

This was a dedicated area just for paparazzi - complete with barricades.

This was a dedicated area just for paparazzi – complete with barricades.

We saw a non A-list celeb – didn’t know who she was but the paps were busy snapping away.

And so, that’s been some highlights of my Fall thus far. Off for a run now!

xx

 

 

Post no. 16: This one’s about Mum in LA

It’s been two and a half weeks through my mum’s vacation here in LA. Another week and a half to go before she heads home. Mum hates the sun (“causes skin pigmentation!”, she exclaims), isn’t interested in Hollywood/Celebrities, and finds museums/art galleries boring. Which makes LA the perfect place for her right?

Thanks to her, we’ve pretty much exhausted all the shopping malls on the Westside. The Grove is her favourite. We have spent a considerable amount of time in San Gabriel Valley and Monterey Park because she wants to see how Chinese people live in the US (??). She takes photos of EVERYTHING – the parking meter, the security guard at Whole Foods, me opening the car door, hot waitresses. LOL! And thanks to her too, I’m now a semi-expert on churches in our hood. We may have been to what feels like all of them. Even the Mormon one – ok. that was my bad. I didn’t knowwww when i drove in! But having said that, they were very nice people. But anyhoo, my point is, the number of times I’ve been to church in the last 2.5 weeks is way more than the number of times I’ve been in 2.5 years.

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Owing to periodic womanly discomforts, we stayed home today so that I can sit in my pjs all day, sprawl across the couch, sip hot tea and eat whatever I want. Particularly, fried chicken. Of course, now and then I’d crumble in agony and writhe through the sporadic abdominal twitches. But hey, fried chicken makes EVERYTHING feel better right?

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This shutdown better be over by the time I’m done with this. Or else I’m getting another bucket.

Anyways, I just thought I’d share some of mum’s recent quips and quirks. Welcome to my world. 😉

1. Mum: “I don’t understand why the floor (in the apartment) is so dusty – it’s so windy here.”

    Mr Sweetheart: (earnestly) “But Aunty, it’s dusty because it’s windy.”

    Mum: “Yes, I wonder why huh??”

    Me: …

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2. In the car, at a traffic stop.

  Mum (looks at the homeless person standing outside): “He’s holding a sign that says “Food, Water, anything will help.”  Does that mean that he wants food?”

  Me: “Uh… yah huhh..”

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3. Mum: “I want to have pancakes today.”

    Me: “Okay, I’ll look online for a place that does good pancakes”

    Cut to us sitting at The Griddle Cafe an hour later.

    Mum: “I’ll have the omelette.”

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4. Mr Sweetheart: “Aunty, which celebrity would you most like to spot here in LA?”

    Mum: “Can’t be bothered. We pay to support their careers. They should be coming to look for us.”

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5. Mum: (looking at her iPhone world clock) “It says that it is now 10am in Singapore tomorrow. What does that mean?”

    Me: “You know that there’s a 15 hour time difference between LA and Singapore right? And that Singapore is ahead of LA?”

    Mum: “Yes of course I know that! But what does tomorrow mean?”

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“Yes, Mother. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your greatest gift to me.”

– Alice Walker

Post no. 15: This one’s about my first LA County Fair

Everyone knows what to expect from a County Fair right? Ferris wheel, carousel, cotton candy, pop corn, petting zoo, craft contests, and generally just cute things like that. Well take all that, pump it with steroids – and I reeeaally mean PUMP, and you get the LA County Fair!

LA County Fair

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Umm.. yeah, that’s how I usually stand when I need to hold in my pee

For some reason, I don't think I can sit on Mr Sweethearts shoulders and pull off the same look. :/

For some reason, I don’t think I can sit on Mr Sweetheart’s shoulders and pull off the same look. :/

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I guess this is where Kermit’s not-as-famous friends hang out

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OOh, the screams that came from this ride were sensational!

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Toys galore! But in my mind, “Eeks! Dust traps!” =P

And then, there was the FOOD. It was like the CAPITAL OF SIN. Everything was greasy, creamy, and huge. I felt my cholesterol level shoot through the roof just looking at the stuff! =)

Those poor turkeys certainly did not have a walk in the park

Those poor turkeys certainly did not have a walk in the park

These would-be pulled pork sandwich filling are still keeping it together - for now.

These guys are still keeping it together – for now.

Sausages vs Man

Sausages vs Man

Man vs Potatoes

Man vs Potatoes

Just desserts

Just desserts

Omg. Check out this brick of curly fries!

Omg. Check out this brick of curly fries. I’d love to throw it at someone just for fun 😉

Monster ice cream

That just looks so sick, but so good..

Hello, fried oreos, fried Twinkies and fried everything under the sun!

Hello, fried Oreos, fried Twinkies and fried everything under the sun!

ZOMG...

ZOMG… seriously

One of my life’s deepest regrets may be the fact that I didn’t try the Krispy Kreme burger – but I’m certain that’s why I lived to tell this tale. Trust me, it took the willpower of a million whales to restrain myself. Gahhhh!!!

Double beef patties and double cheese sandwiched between a pair of original glazed KKs. Omg, seriously?! I can't believe I walked away...

Double beef patties and double cheese sandwiched between a pair of original glazed KKs. *cue Angel choir singing

But what I did enjoy, was this 1/2 pound of pork chop on a stick. Sure, amongst all those other crazy stuff on the menu it seemed mild. But boy, was that pork chop tender!

Perfectly char-grilled - this was my kind of meat on a stick

Perfectly char-grilled – this was my kind of meat on a stick

Zucchini fries

Zucchini fries

And a nice spicy half pound sausage

And a nice spicy half pound sausage

Ok, lest you mistake the LA County Fair for a food festival, here are some other stuff that kept us entertained:

I really don't, uhm, pet my friends. At least not in a barn.

I really don’t, uhm, pet my friends. At least not in a barn.

Oh, you mean petting sheep?? But from what I see here, there ain't no sheep. Heck, I ain't gonna pet no strangers!

Oh, you mean petting sheep?? But from what I see here, there ain’t no sheep. Heck, I ain’t gonna pet no strangers!

But what I really want for Christmas is a donkey.. hee hawww! Tooo cute!

But what I really want for Christmas is a donkey.. hee hawww! Tooo cute!

It was like a buffet afternoon tea for these piglets. Mama didn't give a damn - she just slept through it all.

It was like a buffet afternoon tea for these piglets. Mama didn’t give a damn – she just slept through it all. But at least she was polite enough to keep her legs, well, kinda crossed

I certainly did not have the guts to check this out

I certainly did not have the guts to check this out

And then there was the section where people entered their creations for judging..

The edibles..

The edibles..

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Is it me, or is the baby kinda creepy?

Country crafts..

Country crafts…

and weird pottery...

and weird pottery…

But this was my fav thing!

I'm totes with T-Rex

I’m totes with T-Rex

And there’s even a Tablescaping Competition. I never knew such there’s such a uhm, hobby?

The aim is to dress up a table and design a menu according to a theme. Judging is based on Presentation, Originality/Creativity and Correctness.

Here’s this year’s Best of Show winner that scored full marks:

It scored 100 out of 100

Maybe this is something Agassi and friends would appreciate better than I do

And this one did not do so well..

It scored 40 out of 100

It scored 40 out of 100.
Correctness: 5 points out of 20
Comments:
Dessert Silverware is missing. Coffee spook preferred on saucer.
Cup handle should be at “3 or 4 o’clock”.

Geez.. tablescaping sure is serious business.

In between, some shopping had to be done. But I shan’t bore you with the knick knacks.

Last but not least, we chanced upon this duo on stilts. Super fun, super entertaining. If they could dance this way on stilts, I definitely wouldn’t want to be next to them on the dance floor. Top marks for entertainment!

Ooh, what longs legs they have

Somebody had zebra for lunch

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So that was all we managed to see at this year’s LA County Fair. I’m pretty sure we didn’t cover the entire thing in all the 6 hours we spent (of which a good hour was definitely spent gawking at the food). I’d do it again next year for sure. And until then, I’ll be saving all my calories for the Krispy Kreme burger. =)

“Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.”

– Dr. Seuss

Post no. 14: This one’s about J Lo and J Wee

So, J Lo and I were spotted shoe-shopping together at the Fred Segal store on Melrose… what can I say? Those paps just won’t leave me alone. Yeah right. =P

Anyhoos, because meeting her was such a delightful episode, I’ve decided that this post shall be a little FAQ about it. Thanks to my friends on facebook who first saw the photo, I’ve got all the questions I need that will satisfy every curious mind out there.

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Q. She looks really tiny! (Subtext: Is she really THAT pint-sized or did you put on weight in LA?)

A. Guys, she’s REALLY tiny. Maybe she lost weight recently since she’s supposed to be on a tour and all that, but seriously, I have NOT GROWN HUGE. I drink cold pressed juice, do roga (run+yoga. haha! I knowwwww) and eat Kale sometimes!! (Hahaha, defensive much?)

 

Q. Is her derriere* huge?

A. Nope it isn’t. She was wearing itty bitty white shorts but no part of her protuded incessantly. Which brings me to conclude that what they say about cameras and extra pounds is definitely true. So note to self, never eat a Quarter Pounder in front of a camera. 

*I took the liberty of replacing the B word that most of my not-so-classy friends used. LOL. You know who you are. 🙂

 

Q. Was she surrounded by bodyguards?

A. Nope. She was just like any normal person shopping in a store, with her bf.

 

Q. Does her bf look very young?

A. Well, let’s just say he looks baby-faced. But on that subject, she looked fantastic! She looked natural, healthy and she glo-ed. Sorry, couldn’t help myself with that bad pun.

 

Q. Why does she need to shop? Doesn’t she just have shoes shipped to her and paraded before her? Or get an Assistant to pick up what she wants?

A. Dude. I’m seriously not her BFF, so how would I know? But if I could hazard a guess, Celebs are normal people too. They brush their teeth, they take a dump, so who doesn’t mind a spot of shopping?

 

Q. Was she nice?

A. I’m glad you asked. Ok fine, nobody asked that question since everyone’s more interested in J Lo’s looks so I decided to add this in myself. She’s AWESOME – in my books. Yes, It may only have been like only 2 mins but you know when you just KNOW? Yup, that feeling. I mean, think about it. You are famous and everyone wants a piece of you. You are currently touring with a hectic schedule, and paparazzis hot on your heels is like white (or brown) on rice. A few weeks ago while filming a music video, a bomb scare or something threatens your set. You find a rare moment on a Sunday afternoon to go out with the BF to buy some shoes (which in itself is like striking gold – I know many girls who would feel that way just to have their men agree to go shopping with them), and then you have this stranger next to you smiling loopily at you while you are posing in front of the mirror checking out how those heels make your super toned and sculpted legs look even sexier. This stranger is in a dress with neon UNICORNS. And she has a bright neon bag strapped across her chest.

And the Stranger squeaks out, “Excuse me, I saw you perform in Singapore a few months ago”

J Lo: (pauses. then flashes a huge, warm grim, and extends her hand for a handshake) “Thank you!”

It was a genuine, firm handshake. Warm. Not a limp hand/air “brush” that one would expect from people who are used to being treated like royalty.

And when I asked if I could take a photo with her, she was all game, and found a seat to do it.

While I thanked her, she again reached out her hand, gave my hand a warm squeeze and thanked me again. It was like she was thanking me for my support. 

It’s one thing to hear Celebs say in interviews that they are grateful for their fans and all that diplomatic speak. But when you actually feel it for yourself, yeah, it’s kinda cool. Methinks it’s time to rewatch that Maid in Manhattan DVD.

Ok, one last Question.

Q. So, what shoes did you buy?

A. Nothing actually. We were in the Fred Segal store that day just to use the restroom. SCORE!

Post no. 13: This one’s about 10 things fun

1. Checked out the famous Mulholland Dr and took this cutie home.    2. Found the private access points to the secret quiet beaches of Malibu and parked myself in front of ten million dollar homes – for free.   … Continue reading

Post no. 12: This one’s about my sins in Santa Monica

The following are just 3 heinous but oh so delectable treats in Santa Monica – and truth be told, they are just the tip of the iceberg. 1. Chicken and Waffles from Brus Wiffle House Seriously, best idea ever. How … Continue reading

Post no. 11: The is one’s about how I got rejected by a homeless guy

Sorry for the hiatus guys! I got carried away living life and spending time with mostly myself (my man, on the other hand, has been working his ass off- but he’s enjoying it all too!). I promise to share more often. 🙂

So, about me and this homeless guy.

Mr Sweetheart and I had finished lunch and we couldn’t finish the triple salad combo that we ordered (still not used to the food portions here in the US and have no intention of getting used to it ;P), so I thought it would be nice to pack it and share it with one of the many homeless people we see on the streets everyday. After all, it was a nutritious and yummy salad (look, i’m one of the last rabbit food type person on the planet. I would eat fried chicken everyday if I could, and wash it down with mashed potatoes. So if I think a salad is yummy, it IS yummy for sure.) And of course, that portion was untouched and therefore “clean”, not exactly leftover material.

So here’s what went down:

Middle-aged, slightly weatherbeaten man in brown pants, white tee and an unbuttoned checkered blue shirt, holding a tied-up plastic bag walks past. I went up to him.

Me: (polite and friendly tone) “Hi! Would you like a salad?”

I hand out the fresh, crisp, brown paperbag to him.

Homeless guy: (still walking but pauses midway, and looks at me and then at the paperbag) “No thanks.” And then walks away.

Cue: failure trombone sound effect and me left standing there with outstretched arm still holding the paperbag

I look at Mr Sweetheart. He looks at me. We keep walking. And then he starts laughing at me.

I guess Mr Homeless may not have a place to live but when it comes to his diet, even he doesn’t do salads. Next time, I’ll try handing out fried chicken instead. :/

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photo credit: http://warriorwriters.wordpress.com/

 

“A rejection is nothing more than a necessary step in the pursuit of success” – Bo Bennett

 

Post no. 10: This one’s about apartments, a hip loft, and tantric massages

I’ve been so busy that I may have made a bee (or two) hang its head in shame. I’ve enrolled in Coursera‘s program for an Entrepreneurship course by UMD. There’s another upcoming course (Creative Development for Apps) that I am … Continue reading

Post no. 9: This one’s about me, fire alarms and cheese toast

Fire alarms are almost non-existent in Singapore. At least to my knowledge. It’s not because we don’t get many fires. Oh hang on. To all my friends back home: when was the last (or first) time you heard the fire engine siren? Ok, so I don’t know why fire alarms systems are not big back home but as far as I know, I’ve never needed one before. Different priorities probably. We’re concerned about the COE prices, horrendous rap videos by our Government bodies, and church-going women who are about to be charged in Court. Fire alarms to keep our families alive? Meh.

So today for lunch, I decided to make a simple, scrumptious cheese toast. As I’m not sure of the Celsius vs Fahrenheit conversions, Google helped me with this ultimate cheese on toast recipe which promised me this:

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But 5 minutes into baking, the fire alarm in the apartment decided to go off.

*Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep*

I opened the oven door- no smoke-so slammed it back shut. Wondered what on earth is wrong.

*Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep* *Beeeeeeeep**Beeeeeeeep*

Freaked out. Opened the apartment door-couldn’t find anything to hold it open so I used my leg to keep it open as I leaned over and strettttttched to flick the switch of the fan at the base of the overhead microwave oven- then ran over to switch on the aircon/fan central unit AND open the balcony sliding doors before – all before the main door shut. Hopped back to hang onto the main door and used it to “fan” the apartment for the next 2 minutes while praying that (a) the sprinklers won’t get set off (b) my neighbours won’t come over to see me for the first time – in my ratty-but-oh-so-comfortable nightie (c) the firefighters won’t come to rescue me and my cheese toast and see me in my ratty-but-oh-so-comfortable nightie and unwashed crazy hair at 1.30PM (yes, I’m having a lazy day, but that’s not the point).

Looked over at the timer on the oven. Drats. Still 2 mins away till the cheese toast is nice and ready. Better an underdone cheese toast than getting found in an unglamorous state by fireman – so I switched the oven off.

Amidst the beeeeeeeeeps and fanning the apartment with the door, I called the Serviced Apartment help centre for help. The operator asked me to remove the batteries on the fire alarm. I looked around the apartment – there were no less than 4 items (minus the sprinklers) on the ceiling that could be the alarm. ??? oh boy did I feel helpless. So she said she’s send someone to help. After fanning the apartment for another 10 minutes, the crazy beeping stopped. Finally. But still, no one has come to help. 😦

And so here’s the “Before” and “After” shot of my attempt at cheese toast today:

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I hate fire alarms.

Guess who’s going to have big glass of wine tonight? 😀

xxx – ms wee

Every week I have a disaster in my kitchen. The fire alarm goes off repeatedly. But it doesn’t stop me being adventurous.
Paul O’Grady