My last meal before I turned 29

Poops and me have this unofficial and unwritten weekly compulsory visit to one of the crap sushi places around town. What's crap sushi you ask? Well...pretty much any form of sushi that runs rounds on the conveyor belt and requires little effort to make thanks to the sushi robot. Not to sound derrogratory, but we have labelled all conveyor belt sushi joints as 'crap sushi'.

So...it's becoming a weekly rituals of sorts. For me, I pretty much eat everything so I don't have a problem with it...I also don't have a favorite crap sushi-sushi so far in Singapore yet.. at least. (I was addicted to the Spicy Tuna in Honolulu Genki Sushi) Poops has her favorites down already...she likes the tuna roll with pork floss sushi at Ichiban Boshi. Look at how she lights up with glee in the picture.

And thus, the ritual begins...

Oh...they serve water so I'm going back...


My apologies for the bad pictures, but I was trying hard to snap Poops together with the guy's armpit in a moving train....so bear with it it lah...

Bottomline is that IT FRIGGIN' SUCKS TO BE SHORT...at that uncompromising level, you are exposed to all types of armpit features and aromas on a crowded train.....Lucky thing we had dinner already...eeeks


Channel No5 straight from PRC(Peoples' Republic of China)...好香味是不是?