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Wednesday, October 28

Sesame Chinese Restaurant: FAIL

For those who knew me, my birthday is coming up soon. I've been organising a night out with a bunch of friends on Friday, and had decided to do it at this Sesame Restaurant and Bar (Chinese) in Hills Road, Cambridge.

Albeit never dined there, I felt confident from the good review from LocalSecret website. I had never managed (even now) to get anything out of their website (http://www.sesame-restaurant.co.uk/). All I get is just some chinese characters I obviously can't read, and empty boxes of different sizes. The deciding factor was the fact that they have private room we could use for karaoke.

I phoned the restaurant for the first time to enquire and book about four weeks ago. The guy (manager) who handled my booking explained that all I had to do to 'qualify' to use the private function room was to exceed £50 but I have to stay for a minimum of 4 hours. That did strike me as very odd, and had a laugh with my friend Tosha afterwards who was there when I phoned the guy. Since I wasn't very convinced of my thorough understanding of the situation, I called the place up again, the same guy answered and confirmed my understanding. Total of £50, minimum of 4 hours, we can even bring our own karaoke dvds. Great, so I thought.

About two weeks back I went to the restaurant to check on the venue, the private room, and confirmed the booking. I meant to pick up a copy of their menu too, but the lady who showed me around said she would have to print the copy for me since they don't have enough to use at the restaurant if she give one to me. She asked me to pick up the menu the next day, and I said yes, but I called her up later asking her to email me the menu instead, and they did.

I was satisfied with that, and thought everything was ready for our Friday night out. How wrong was I.

Yesterday (Tuesday 4pm, 3 days before the aforementioned night out), I received a call on my mobile from the restaurant. It was the lady who showed me around, as I recognised her voice. She said she called because she found it odd that I booked for 6 people for the private function room, and she had a feeling that it was due to the previous manager's fault for not explaining the terms properly. The guy who booked me was the previous manager and had now just left the business. She told me that to book the room for Friday night, I have to spend at least £50 *PER HOUR* and must stay for a minimum of 4 hours. Doesn't that make sense now why the guy said a minimum of 4 hours? She completely blamed it on the guy who took my booking that he didn't explain things properly to me and now have left me (and her) in a difficult situation.

Now, £200 pounds is not something I was willing to spend on, nor would I be comfortable in asking my friends to chip in. It's just not right to spend that much money. It would make more sense if there were more people, but this wasn't the case.

I offered her a solution which I thought was a compromise for both of us. I said I was willing to pay £150 and stay for only 3 hours. Which doesn't break her £50 per hour rule, and it would be in her good business gesture to forego the 4 hour-minimum rule. She blatantly refused.

I asked her to give me a few hours to decide since I thought I need to tell my friends if we should go ahead, cancel the plan altogether, change the date, or do something else. After talking to them, (and how sweet they were in supporting me) I decided to cancel the booking. When I called the lady up again I told her that I was cancelling, and I also told her what she had done was utterly unprofessional. She literally forced me to cancel the booking, only 3 days prior over £50 and leaving me with no booking for my night out. I promised her I was going to tell all my friends about this and she again defended herself rudely that it wasn't her fault but the previous manager's fault who had left. As far as she's concerned, him and his faults are none of the restaurant's business anymore. She hang up on me and did not apologise even once for the sour situation she had put me into.

Well I am writing it here to make sure that it would still be their business. You can say it is out of spite and bitterness, but I think the public should know that the way they do their business was completely unprofessional, and you can't blame me for being so disappointed.

There's so many things you can do to advertise for your business but nothing beats the word of mouth. I will make sure the words spread around. I haven't even tried their food so I have nothing good to say about them.

Tuesday, October 27

Travel note: Weekend in Leeds

A combination of winning a Harpic toilet challenge and birthday present, I got myself a treat to go to Leeds all by myself for the weekend, leaving the kids in the care of their dad.

I left by train at 3pm from Cambridge. One changeover at Peterborough and two and a half hours later, I arrived in Leeds, greeted by smily face of Mita. It has been a while since we saw each other and she hasn't changed a bit. Still as pretty as she was in highschool.

We walked to her 2 bedroom apartment which is only 15 minutes away. She lived quite in the centre of Leeds itself, which is quite handy.

Dinner was lavish. I was treated like a person who had been in the brink of starvation.
Starters: Pandan cake
Main Course: Ox tail soup (my favourite!). She cooked it so well. Correction. Her husband cooked it so well. Served with Onion & Prawn crackers.
They had cheesecake for dessert but dessert isn't my thing.

As soon as I reached her house, I felt I was coming down with something. Runny nose to start with. But a little runny nose didn't stop us to catch up on the goss until about 3am in the morning when we finally felt droopy.

I couldn't sleep well that night due to my blocked nose and the tick tock noise from her wall clock. I'm silly like that. Tick tock noise always drives me mad. And my biological clock always thinks it's time to wake up around 7am. Stupid, persistent, body clock. I slept on and off until 10am, woke up with a sore throat.

After the late breakfast (leftover soup from last night), we talked about anything and everything. Mita played me classical music on the piano. By the time we bothered to check the time, it was 3pm. There went the plan to go window shopping. We decided to stay at home until dinner.

Late lunch menu: Salmon head soup, gudeg (young jackfruit + egg dish - difficult to explain), fried chicken. All absolutely yummy, thanks to our dedicated chef, Imam (her husband).

We had dinner at Little Tokyo, a Japanese restaurant in the city. It was very good. I shared Unagi (chargrilled eel) bento and Seafood ramen with Mita.

I slept better that second night. No sore throat and no tick tock.

In the morning we went to church (very late!), meeting another Mita. This other Mita is my youngest sister's friend while she was in Singapore, and my high school friend's sister too. Small world. We had dim sum for lunch at Tong Palace. I introduced them to the delicious wonder of deep fried cuttlefish cake. They have tripe there. Not as good as the one in Shark's Fin (Melbourne, Australia), but satisfied nevertheless.

I had to wait for 1 hour in Peterborough but all and all it was a fantastic weekend. I came back with cold and exhaustion, but it's so worth it. I miss her already.

Book I read on the train: The Secret Mandarin by Sara Sheridan.
I haven't finished it, but I have only a little bit left. It's good. A bit slow at the beginning but picks up its pace before the middle of the book and I couldn't put it down.

On a side note:
Agastya has been surprising me a lot with his manners lately. When I accidentally took away his colour pencil, he said politely, "Excuse me mommy, I was still using that." No fret, no raised voice.

Whoa. My little gentleman.

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Thursday, October 8

At the park (2)

More videos from the park: [Sorry for the low quality videos. I've now up notched the setting in the phone camera. Let's hope we've rectified that problem for next time.]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-EuMqi0wqg - this is from today - Tosha blowing bubbles. (for the record, I could never do that!)




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VtsNsJFZj6Y - Aga & Lila & the swing (from last time we went to the park)



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5yktplWiB4 - Lila saying 'leaf' (from last time)

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Wednesday, October 7

Calligraphy per request

As requested by Opa Wiwiek (aka my dad):


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Monday, October 5

Finally found..

I finally found ONE THING that Aga dislikes but Lila likes. POMEGRANATE! (Bahasa Indonesia: buah delima).

We all know the boy loves almost absolutely everything, and she's the picky one. Agastya has always been a fan of pomegranate juice so I asked him if he wanted to try the fruit and he said yes. He put a couple in his mouth and said no to the rest, so I tried giving one to Lila. I was expecting her to throw a fit and spit it out, but she said 'yummy'! Cue shocking mother hen moment.

I told her it's pomegranate, and she said "Yummy hanas!" for every mouthful.

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