We don't actually fancy attending social dinners because you need to plaster that fake smile on your face the entire night and wearing that heels can really kills your feet. Chinese food in hotel will never come in par with traditional chinese restaurant. Food portions were small and the tea taste like flower. For a fraction of second, we thought we are drinking perfume. Right after first dish, Ms Sister whispering "We definately in need of instant noodles as supper later tonight".
The bright side is, the place looks sophisicated and interior designs were decent. Audio visual works fine, no electrical failure and microphone problem, unlike prior dinners that we had attended.
Meanwhile, I was stuck at home with the little flying monster! While I was trying to concentrate on practising my table skill, she's diverting my attention.
Dave favourite past time is to act as effigy. Mind you, she's totally pro. Her wing is getting better and she's a big show off, trying to impress me how high she could fly. But the truth is just barely 3 feet and she thinks she's cool.