Ok I’m a day late but anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN! Finally hit the 21 mark and I’m damn proud to say that you have certainly, er, blossomed into a man capable of taking everything life throws at you with a strong chin and fantastically dry sense of humour. God Bless, bro!
The birthday boy
The celebrations were compressed into one late afternoon of gluttony, courtesy of the Rose Veranda at Shangri-La. Obviously one of the rarest things in life when a family member’s 21st birthday coincides with a (insert family title)-day celebration, so no expenses were spared (it was Mother’s Day fyi). The little restaurant, housed on the mezzanine floor, had been expanded on Sunday specially to accommodate the expected surge of patrons, so we sat in one of the function rooms. This was perhaps the first time everyone (short of Stephen) was there for a meal so we made the best of the high tea and stayed for almost the entire 2 hour duration (and had some nice free champagne), of which by the end we were all ready to explode from all the food we ate. It didn’t help that after we were done, there was still a small birthday cake for John for us to finish.
Lovely cake courtesy of The Line
The end of the meal even produced some vouchers which means breakfast at The Line soon! And since we don’t get to do this all that often, I took the opportunity to get a photo taken.
Thank God for family. More photos on Facebook. Cheers
the comfort zone. 