Your twenty first birthday should be a big one they say. I see no difference except I’m constantly being asked on how I’m going to celebrate it. It’s already been decided that it’ll be low key this year when I held one last year. While I sit back and prepare to sleep off my 21st, Kelvin has been going on about how stressed he as my birthday was nearing but I got to give him an A+ for effort because he has never had to plan anything for anyone, so I was also like the white rat as translated from one being the first to experience something new from the other. Did that make any sense?
Antoinette has always been my to-go for high tea, catch up sessions and early birthday dinner for the past 3 years. This year was no exception, my mom, my aunt and I went to hammer my cravings and I BLEW A FREAKING CANDLE. The excitement was real because I was collecting the number of times I blew a candle for my 21st. Total of 3 times including one at work.
I secretly dreamt to dine at Ramsey’s restaurant in New York so when he launch Bread Street Kitchen in Singapore, you bet I freaked out. We booked a table for Gordon Ramsey’s Bread Street Kitchen one month before and I was crazy looking forward to it. The time has finally arrived and it was an amazing experience, I especially liked their very well made sauces. The place is filled with love and welcoming arms. If I were to compare this with Salt Grill & Sky Bar because they are quite similar in some ways I can’t describe, I’d say that Bread Street Kitchen is more of a casual restaurant with very high standards while Salt Grill & Sky Bar is a formal restaurant with also, very high standards. Bread Street Kitchen suits my taste bud better (their starter basket of breads ARE OUT OF THE WORLD BRILLIANT by the way) but I won’t avoid going back to Salt Grill & Sky Bar for its well-kept high standards. Also, Bread Street Kitchen was surprisingly affordable when the bill came.
Kelvin directed me (with a full bladder) to the sky garden and from the clown craze, IS SOMETHING GOING TO JUMP OUT TO SCARE ME I asked in horror looking left and right through the dimmed lights. He handed me a red packet and I knew for sure it’s not going to be money.
I was suspecting a staycation because it was what I needed most but I didn’t want to give myself empty hopes so I was basically ready to accept anything that’s coming. I made my doubtful guess and look deep into the red packet, IT IS A FUCKING HOTEL ACCESS CARD. Turns out to be that exact hotel I mentioned that it would be a dream to be able to stay there many months ago. I mean he might have already forgotten about it and got lucky, but let’s not burst the bubble that he may have actually remembered.
He got me to wait outside and held a lit cake as I turned. Upon entering, I spot a bouquet from the corner of my eye, and let me tell you, it is the prettiest bouquet yet. It’s a shame we didn’t have much time to enjoy the luxury at Park Royal to the fullest but we made it a point to go back.
A very simple yet meaningful 21st birthday.