Mei Goreng at Forty4!

I had a breakfast plan with a nayi naveli dulhan friend which didn’t work out because she overslept this time, not me (Yaaayyyy!). So we ended up going for dinner instead. Met another Nazia (Friend of my dulhan friend), and obviously us Nazias are fun peoples, so it was really nice to meet another nice person. My dulhan friend is nice, anyway, one of the bestest peoples I know ♥

This time, I wanted to try something different, and my dulhan friend suggested the Mei Goreng, which she said reminded her of her favorite Singaporean food that she loved, which is a noodley-vegetabley-shrimpish dish, with just the right balance of spice and salt, with a hint of sour, and just absolutely a delight to eat. I also asked for the Kiwi Lime, which was a perfect drink for my dinner. I have never gulped down a drink as quickly as that one, except water. I like my water.

Anyhoo, everyone already knows how I love Forty4’s gambas and calamari, so I won’t wax lyrical about those two again. Suffice it so say my appetizers were as fantastic as ever. It was only after the Mei Goreng came that I realized this was a complete seafood dinner for me. And of course, nobody makes churros like Forty4 does.

The other Nazia didn’t even want to try the dessert, and I insisted that she try at least one. Her expression when she took her first bite of churros was absolutely brilliant. That was the loudest I laughed the entire evening. And when she went in for the second churros, I was like, ‘Achaaaaa? Aik aur? Heeeeeeeeeheheheheheheehe!’ And of course, I got my leftover Mei Goreng home for my late night snacking. Yaaaayyy! How we faced a Patangi rally on our way home, however, is a story you’ll find on We’ve Had Enough :D

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