Monday, October 31, 2005

From Switzerland to Argentina (as if)

It was an indulgent weekend.
First, D and I went to The Fondue Shop, Sri Hartamas
for cheese AND chocolate fondue. Ironically, it's right below the famous TNT Kickboxing school.

I brought my camera, but the lure of the bubbling fondue pot clouded my brain before I could say "Cheese". The fondues were yummy and we were fighting over the bread slices and bigger strawberries. Pity I didn't snap any pictures.

Later that day, I went to a Tango Club party at El Cerdo, Tengkat Tung Shin with LY, her parents and some of their friends. None of us were members, but her parents were regulars at the restaurant. It just sounded like fun to watch some Tango dancers show their stuff, eat delicious porcine food (incidently, El Cerdo means The Pig) and drink FREE-FLOW Argentinian wine. All at RM68++.

Dinner was all-you-can-eat Mexican-Latin American cuisine.
Stuffed And Rolled Beef Flank, Pig Trotters In Vinagrette, Fish Marinated In Lime And Lemon Juice, Avocado Potato Cream Soup, Tortilla Soup, Tortilla Filled With Chorizo Sausage, Fried Pork Filled Tortillas, Baked Meat Pastries, Chicken In Chocolate Chili Sauce, Braised Fresh Ham, Lamb And Vegetable Stew, Pork In Fruit Juice, Red Snapper In Tomato Sauce With Olives, Pineapple Custard, Corn Cake and Mango Mousse.

We had a sampler of everything, and we could have ordered more if we wanted to. But we were so stuffed by the end of the samplers, all we could ask for was another serving of delicious ham. The wine was good as well, and by the time I had my 3rd, er, 4th, er no, 5th... glass, I was all flushed and happy.

The dancers were tango enthusiasts from the Tango Club. And as the lady president would say, tango is a private conversation between a man and a woman. *sweats*

Oh, she's the lady in light blue with the ultra-fit, ultra-hot bod. And guess what, she's 62.

We did abit of dancing at the end as well (not the tango, though).
Now I'm dying to go back to that restaurant for their tiramisu. Highly recommended, and said to be the real thing. Alcohol, the works! (Most tiramisus served in KL are sans kahlua or rum. Sad, sad, sad)


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