Youthful Aging

The Family went to an authentic Italian restaurant, Trattoria Capri it's called, located at Binjai Park, to celebrate my first aunt's sixty-fifth birthday today. It is noteworthy that this is the same restaurant in which a young skinny Singaporean boy first started his career - the boy whom i've learnt so much from and is currently studying in le cordon bleu to further his career in the culinary world.

Before we left for dinner, Father was having some problems with the voucher which he bought online from Groupon and got pretty upset (annoyed) at the restaurant's customer service. Told him to shrug it off (it's not healthy to harvest a grudge) and just enjoy the company - the whole idea was to celebrate first aunt's birthday after all, which blatantly screams "happy occasion". Sure enough, the coupon problem was eventually resolved without so much of a hassle, which made Father's annoyance at the whole thing all a tad bit silly. 

Moreover, the food was good. i thoroughly enjoyed the squid ink ravioli - ravioli al nero di seppia it's called, which had an amazing texture (as expected from home made pasta) and was so flavorful. Chris enjoyed the Tartufata as well - a pizza topped with egg and hints of truffle. 

It was quite absurd to have seen Father act that way, perhaps a result of growing younger with age? i definitely hope not: wouldn't want to experience a Curious Case of Benjamin (Tan) any day.