It’s a pain having a bad flu and having to move house.
You can call me Professor of Grumpology now, because I am still the big time grump. So grumpy I’ve griped at things I’d normally let slide – such as Spizza’s lackadaisical chefs (the ones at Serangoon Gardens – I don’t know about the other branches), to whom I have this to say:
Parma ham is to be shaved thinly, not cut into meaty chunks that give it the look and texture of beef jerky.
Here, come, I show you:
Spizza’s Sparma Ham – thick and chewy
Normal Parma Ham – delicate and tasty
Thinly sliced, Parma ham’s great with rocket or rockmelon. But if you do it the Spizza Serangoon Garden way, (haha Serangoon Garden Way), it becomes what my grandma calls in Hokkien, ‘Kiam Tok Tok’, or ‘Salty like fuck’.
Of course, being pre-occupied with moving meant I only had a little time to gripe about such things, as well as news of the devastating Java earthquake, and news on Saturday (better late than never), that poverty in Singapore has been around since before the elections.
Being busy also meant I didn’t have time to congratulate my cousin, who worked for the successful Las Vegas Sands bid. I’m just wondering if any of my nosso good uncles might call him up like the time they did when they found out he worked for an international Ingteegraded Resock – and ask if he has any lobangs for da brudders to work in security.
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