13 years and going

Yesterday evening I met 3 friends whom I have known for 12 years, since 1997. The four of us make it a point to try to meet a couple of times a year to update each other on our lives. We went to a Korean restaurant along Mosque Road at Chinatown, called Togi. They serve pretty good and authentic Korean food, I really enjoyed dinner there. Pictures will have to wait because the pictures I took with my cellphone camera are too blurry to be put up – tak glam. We had  stir-fried beef and pork dishes that had to be wrapped in lettuce, a bean paste seafood soup, kimchee pancakes, spicy stir-fried rice cakes (highly recommended!) and a myriad of free side dishes like cucumber kimchee, cabbage kimchee, potato salad and greens. I like this place enough to want to go back again!

When we were walking along Chinatown area to Central after dinner, we spotted this hilarious poster and I just had to take a picture of it. In fact, all of 4 us crowded around the poster and each took pictures of it.

What the poster says in Chinese is that they buy in all good or spoilt hand CHICKEN. See, chicken and the equivalent of phone (in the compound cell/hand phone) are homophones (i.e. sound the same, written differently) in Mandarin, so the person who designed the poster must have had a lapse in his Chinese education. So I thought this is pretty funny.

Anyway, I really cherish my friendship with these folks. This is our 13th year of knowing each other and somehow these people never fail to surprise me at each of our meetings. Perhaps it’s long breaks in between each meeting and somehow we are still getting to know new facets to one another’s personality and lifestyle. Today we sat down and talked a lot about future dreams and aspirations, and that’s another side to them I discovered today. Even though we may not spend a lot of time together, but it seems that there’s just that something holding us together. So cheers to 12 years of friendship and the many more to come.