Chilling out

For the second week running, our plans to eat at Nando's was foiled again by the crowd. The line of people waiting to get into the restaurant extended all the way outside the mall, we gave the much acclaimed peri peri chicken a miss.

While we like eating, we're just not into lining up for food, so we ended up at Manhattan Fish Market at Illuma. We polished off a serving of coleslaw, fried oysters and grilled seafood platter, leaving nothing behind. So, the food was satisfying but nothing to rave about.

When I saw the marble slab at the creamery in the mall, memories of the yummiest ice cream at Cold Rock in America came rushing back. Sadly, the ones we had yesterday paled in comparison to their distant cousin. It was almost a waste of calories.

Later in the evening, we popped by Night and Day Bar, set up by the architect that built CH's house. I can't find the right words to describe the place. It's retro chic, a little messy and unkempt, yet rather charming. Everyone's welcomed to scribble on the walls, so all you see is graffiti, including some really cool ones.

At the entrance.

Scribblings of all kinds.

We had a mojito each. I was trying to prove to CH how a blackened tooth can really change a person's appearance. Here, I used mint leaf to put my point across. He couldn't stop laughing. I bet he wouldn't be laughing if this was for real!

CH at the DJ console.

More graffiti, or art.