Little Britain

So I mentioned I joined the cirus last year.

A couple friend of mine set up a food kiosk last September selling British food, mainly pies. It all happened too fast while I was still running around in Europe on my backpack. When I got back, they already found a venue, got the recipes tested, and were almost ready to kick it off.

It is named Little Britain.

With nothing on my plates then, I decided to give them a hand. I joined my friend at the kiosk serving British food (English breakfast,pies, cornish pasty) to customers in Raffles Place, a place I used to strut around in office dresses avoiding eye contacts with people giving me flyers. I couldn't believe it when I had to give out flyers this time. LOL. But it was just part of the fun. We started with flyers, giving out food samples, we talked to people whom were curious about where we came from. Some even believed we were a franchise shop of a big brand back in the UK.

Anyhow the whole stint at Raffles Place lasted for nearly 6 months, by then we already had a pool of regular customers! Not bad I must admit, with the prices we were selling at and the quality of the food, we could have gone much further, but the rent was a kill. My friends couldn't afford it further, partly also because we were situated in the basement of the building, pretty much hidden away, we couldn't tap on the constant flux of people coming out from the MRT or office buildings.

But those months I slogged, woke up and be the first to leave the house, stood for those 6 to 8 hours continuously, I didn't have any complaint. It was probably one of the best learning experiences I had in life. I witnessed my friends running a business; we did fun things like getting a video company to come shoot our £1 breakfast campaign, remembering customers' names and building relationship with them! I even worked as pie delivery girl, our delivery platters were very popular with office parties and meetings.

I miss all those interactions we had with the customers, and those smiles we managed to bring to their faces! Sometimes they came down to get a breather and to have a short chat with us too!

For the whole time, I also helped to managed their Facebook postings and you can check out what happened over those months back at the kiosk! For now, they still do delivery from home if you're hungry for a British pie. Who knows, they might make a comeback one day!

Run, Tigga, Run

Tigga is a nickname I named a friend who looks identical to the lead actor of the movie "Run, Fat Boy, Run".

Watched this on Wednesday and had a great laugh. It's a romantic comedy but luckily quite to my liking and not those crazy unrealistic idealistic storyline. Pea, pea, you should catch it... it's showing a marathon race down by River Thames... It's amazing to live in a country where you watched a movie that is filmed/shot locally...

It got me thinking of the moral of the story - Stop running away from problems, face it and overcome them. Bring it to completion.

Tigga (I know he's not reading this, because he doesn't even know my blog url, heheh), but somehow I felt like he is running away from his own problems, he is not helping himself to overcome it and see it. I couldn't bring myself to say it because it is his life. I'm keeping my mouth shut.

I like the moral of the movie. I am going to overcome mine too, it just takes a bit of time!! And sometimes a little luck is required! Actually, more luck please...

My rating: 4/5 (if you enjoy and love British humour)

Bunny's chocolate day

Easter Sunday is here tomorrow. Singapore doesn't have any Easter Monday holiday, shame.

I had an egg to celebrate, but it's gone before Easter actually arrives! Palmer's pop rocks chocolate egg... You know pop rocks??? Those that fizzle on the tongue, and I actually like that sensation... mmmm... My favourite is the Cola flavored, I still love them.

An example of Pop Rocks

Anyway, the milk chocolate wasn't fantastic... the pop rocks aren't inside the hollow egg like I had expected, they are melted together with the chocolate. So when the chocolate started to melt in your mouth, then the pop rocks would settle on the tongue and you get the fizzling... They're ok, not the best. This is what my egg looked like:

I would much rather have Terry's Chocolate Orange which Pea brought back over Christmas!! Dark chocolate + Orange, the best combination of all... now that I can't find anything similiar, I was thinking of settling for Carrefour's Orange peel with milk chocolate. Mmmm...

I miss you, my british chocolate!

Enough of my crazy craving for chocolate, that says a lot about the time of the month! And to everyone whom have been reading my blog regularly, here's something specially created for you:))))