Whooooooooooshh. Whoah.

Hmmmmmmmmm .. where shall I begin? Let's start with the ultra-delicious, mouth watering, bring-a-smile-to-your-face, humongous "All-Star" burger from Billy Bombers. Oh my God .. eating it caused a warm tingling feeling to radiate from my stomach all the way to my fingers and toes, a simpering smile, and an urge to just close my eyes and lose myself in the heavenly taste.

The "All-Star" burger from Billy Bombers. Everything you want in a burger. $15 before tax. Two thick slices of buns, buttered and lightly toasted. An egg so perfect, the yolk is runny yet intact, the white a little like that of soft-boiled egg, while the edge achieves that crispness that holds everything together. Oh God. And that's only the top. Strips of bacon so fragant you'll think that they're the sole representation of pork in this awesome burger. But you're wrong. Underneath the bacon, absorbing the excess oil, are slices of ham that are, grilled lightly, bringing out the flavour.

The beef .. oh my .. it deserves a whole paragraph devoted to it. Thick .. juicy .. and done medium rare that way it's meant to be done. Soft, tender, red, with a just a hint of blood. Remember, this is hamburger(beefburger :P) meat, not prime cut steak. Yet the taste, and texture as it dissolves in your mouth .. the juice that flood your senses with each bite. Nothing short of heavenly.

And the taste of all the above combined ........ made for an extraordinary dining experience.

Now I'm hungry.

All right, with great effort, your faithful blogger takes his attention away from the awesome dinner, and brings you to Holland Village, at Tangos, where together with 4 friends - ok 3, cause Dekang drove, so didn't drink - enjoyed great Lime Margaritas while enviously looking over at Eskibar across the road. Not to do the margarita injustice, cause it was really good, but the novelty of Eskibar beckoned silently as we sipped our drinks and talked about, what else, IT. Haha. Er IT, as in, Information Technology k.

Margaritas gone. We got up .. and .. walked straight into Eskibar. Haha. We were the only jokers without winter wear of any kind, maybe with the exception of Jianming who had a light jacket. Dekang was in working wear. Weeli in a polo shirt, and Daryl and I in t-shirts. Eskibar rocks my socks, or at least caused it to tremble along with my ankles, from the cold. Haha. Nice place, cute waitresses, good music. Daryl downed a submarine, complained of gulping extremely cold air along with the drink. Jianming knocked back a grey-goose shooter and was full of praises for it. Weeli and Jianming then got a grey-goose martini each, and that rocked. Me, I was stupid enough to go for one of their speciality drinks. "Sleeping Polar Bear". Ok. The rational is that, if it's their speciality, it has to be good right? And to be strong enough to knock a Polar Bear out. It must be strong, right? NO. WRONG. It was a kiddie drink that tasted like a mocktail. Sigh.

Next, Club MoMo. The music got to Weeli, and his legs started aching for the dance floor. Unfortunately there wasn't one in Eskibar .. so .. surprisingly, we managed to convince Jianming and Daryl to come along for the ride .. and we went to MOMO!

Problem. We were stone-cold sober by the time we got to Momo, and poor me didn't even drink much to begin with. Sleeping Polar Bear. Wtf. As starters, we dried a glass of bear each, and headed to the dance floor. Boring. All guys! And we weren't high enough to dance, with the exception of Weeli who was happily grooving away like a pro. Haha. Daryl and Jianming stood to the side, against the railing. Me, tried to move a little with the music, but it just didn't feel right.

Furstrated, we headed to the bar where we had 2 Flaming Lamborghinis. Jm/weeli to one, Daryl/me to one. $25 a pop. And .. what the hell man .. no effect whatsoever!! Jianming kept saying, wait, wait, the effect will come in half an hour. Yeah right. Haha. Anyway the drinks were on him .. so .. ah .. THANKS BRO! Hm the cover charge was on him too. DOUBLE THANKS BRO! =) whatever would be do without you man, stay sober the entire night? =)

Ok, so after another unsuccessful venture into the dance floor, Daryl and I headed back to the bar to down a couple more drinks.

Sigh actually I'm tiring of this post. Haha, basically we had great fun after a police raid that lasted an hour. The music after that really rocked, and by then we had enough drinks to start grooving like pros. Jianming obviously had fun, and even Daryl loosened up enough to dance. =)
Oh the girls weren't pretty, and we didn't really bother about them. I guess I was wrong about clubbing. I thought guys went there only to get close to girls. Guys can have fun just drinking and dancing themselves too. And from what I observed, most guys were actually pretty gentlemanly, with the exception of a few clowns of course. But I think the girls should be able to spot those weirdos from a distance and make their escape early.

Dancing was great. Drinking was great. The All-star burger was great. The company was awesome. Thanks guys. I had a wonderful time thanks to all of you!