happy birthday to me (again)

Yesterday, we took my dad to the fish spa in Bangsar for a little (belated) birthday pampering. He had his feet immersed in a pool and let little fishes nibble at him for half an hour. Apparently, it feels like electricity. The place is pretty, once you get past the squeamishness of the whole thing. After lunch in Selangor Club, my mum, brother and I went on a hunt for chocolate cake supplies. My cousin had decided to have a spur-of-the-moment family dinner that night (thereby resulting in the postponement of the Sushi & Sorbet Extravaganza I had planned), and my brother decided to make his famous chocolate cake – which is actually my famous chocolate cake. Jamie Oliver’s recipe.

Mmmm.

Anyway, he made the cake and I smothered it in chocolate. I was looking for those little silver round things like I used for a white chocolate mud cake one Christmas but the shops didn't have them, so we ended up with M&M’s, cuz we were told that the cake was actually a surprise for my aunty. No, she’s not two…but that’s the fun part. We thought about spelling out her name gave up after the first letter. So I just randomly plonked them all over the cake, and it ended up reminding me of inkblots (I don’t think I’ll ever remember how to spell the dude’s name…Rorschach?). My dad and my brother see a chicken. I see a chicken but the other way around from them. Someone else saw a map of Australia.

What do YOU see?

And the cake ended up being for both my aunty and me. Meaning that I iced my own cake, haha. I also got yummy Body Shop stuff from my cousin. I've never really been a fan of their fruit range, but oh my god. The tropicalness of the papaya body gel made me walk out of the bathroom with the hugest smile and an intense craving for the beach.