Hmmm, how your powers have grown.

Well, well, well. If it isn't my old nemesis KitKat. You who had forced me to eat you despite my guttural pleas of resistance, knowing fully well that a moment of you through my lips means a lifetime in my hips! Arg, if only my hips could lie, but much like Shakira's, they can't. The story they tell is one where you have conquered me with your full might and crushed my self control resulting to one undeniable confession: I'm chubby.

I have told my self time and time again, "No sweets, no sweets". A mantra that failed whenever I heard that infectious jingle of yours. It haunts me even today.
...Gimme a break, gimme a break, break me off a piece of that Kitkat bar...
Like a siren's song that entices lost seamen, you beckoned and I yielded. But that was years ago and a lot has changed since then. Today I am stronger and fitter. I've resisted sweets and diligently clocked perspire-y hours at the gym that I can now proudly claim: I'm slightly less chubby.

But I see you've returned and more formidable than ever. Your accomplice, Raunchy Richelle, smuggled you in from Japan where you completely redesigned your fighting style. You have modified your offensive technique from Chocolate chop attacks to Green Tea Grabs and Ginger Ale Jump-kicks. I must say, I'm impressed, but you're still no match to my signature moves: the Jonsey Balonsey Jabs. Yes, those are interesting new flavours, but I'm not the old, weak-willed Jonsey Bal...Oh, what's that you say? You managed to maintain your crispy, delicious goodness at your core? The green tea and ginger ale flavors are so spot-on I'd think that my taste buddies were pulling a prank on me? Oh, well, maybe ...well, a tiny bite won't hur...just a bite...Crunch...Oh, curses, you flavorful fiend. You win again!

From Tofu Soup to Photoshoot

Grumble, grumble, grumble. My tummy's hungry and I need some deliciousness inside me and I don't want to go the same ole, same ole route. I feel the need for a new discovery, a place I've never been to. Luckily, Raunchy Richelle knew exactly where to go. Doobu restaurant at Japantown Adjacent is great! I must say that they rival the tofu soup at My Tofu House - wait a minute, I don't know any other place that serves Korean tofu soup...oh well. To date, I'm not sure which is better, though. My tastebuds haven't made a decision. Both restaurants have the same selection of banchan, the usual suspects of kimchi, bean sprouts, etc. with a small fried fish for each diner, which was awesome. I ordered the beef and assorted seafood tofu soup and it was great. The seafood was fresh, especially the oysters, but peeling the shrimp was laborious. Sticky Fingers Ann ordered the seafood soup and Rauchy Richelle had the assorted mushrooms. We were all happy campers, except they only had one server during their very hectic lunch hour. Not sure if it was poor staffing or if someone called in sick, but that crowd needed more than one server, for sure.

As usual, pictures were taken of the food for blogging purposes and it invariably spiraled into an impromptu photoshoot. What is it about new cameras and friends and good food that puts people into a posing mood? Is this how Kate Moss started? Doubt it, it would mean that she actually eats...maybe she just takes a sniff here and a sniff there and then she's ready for her close up!

PS - Note how Sticky Fingers didn't seem to bother to take a picture of me and Raunchy Richelle....Hmmm, someone's a camera hog.