Here you see the food that just arrived. From the left, we see chiefidler's er, arm, Chris Myrick's very Datuk shirt, Agagooga waiting to tuck in to his ribs, and if you look very closely, on the right of the image next to the burger, is Nitin's ear.
I am trying to maintain the mystique of the bloggers here by not showing any faces, lah.
I had one ale and an Ang Moh club sandwich (bottom right of the picture), which I didn't finish (I am such a Mee Kia Man) and I asked the waitress to put the other half of my sandwich into a doggy bag ("da-pow"). And being the absent-minded person that I am (I was rushing off, terrified of keeping my wife waiting for her Sunday ride with the kids to my in-laws), I left said sandwich behind.
None of us blogged on the spot, because I think the beer distracted us (how many Brewerkz "samplers" did you consume in the end, Chris? Wah lau eh, you the can drink, man), and also because of the good company. We spent almost the whole afternoon there.
Can't wait to meet up for makan again. Food is always a good excuse, and also, Mr Miyagi owes us a round of beers for flaking out and missing the brunch because of something as trivial as a business meeting.