After some blah blah, the thing started and the curtains opened at the side to reveal a not so impressive garden. Everybody else was busy chomping down on the first course.
Course 1: I just so LOVE baby octopuses!
More blah blah in the middle between dishes:
The jazz band played but no body clapped. Poor things.
Dish two:
Some old school dude gave a speech that was really on the boundaries of being seditious. But nevermind, it was quite funny watching him speak his mind in front of the uni president who was at the VIP table.
The waitress trying to come to terms with the slippery mushrooms.
Yummy fish. As usual, no one dared to eat the stomach part, which I gleefully took. Thats the best part of the fish coz the meat is so smooth and tender.
The theme of the dinner was 'retro' and they had the most 'retro' dressed guy and gal go up to do a catwalk. The winner was decided by the volume the crowd cheered for them. When microB has 6 tables there, competition sort of becomes unfair.
Mr Goh won. With OUR help:
Tehre was then the lucky draw. 15 prizes, and Josie won a juice extractor. I would heck know what to do with it if I won it. Probably use it to homogenize mouse liver specimens...
An elated Josie:
Just look at her:
Some almond thingy that some people didn't like very much. I found it ok.
Many other things happened durign the dinner, of which my memory fails to aid me at the moment. They are insignificant anyway.
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