gender dreaming?

When I think back, I think it was very likely that I in fact DID dream of the gender of our baby.

I had dreamt of this French castle before, owned by a widowed elderly lady. It had been her family home for as far back as anyone could remember. She brought us on a tour of her home, which housed many grand, luxurious rooms, had this huge 2-storey picture window looking out into the gardens, and we stood on the 2nd floor for quite some time, admiring the view. It had a most amazing in-house spa with massive showers that rained from the ceiling, with a huge water fountain and pool in the middle of the room. To this day, I can still see this wonderful château in my mind’s eye.

I woke up thinking: WOW, that is some place of wonder. Woke up feeling refreshed and relaxed, like I had really been on holiday in the castle.

I didn’t give it further thought.

I don’t even remember when that was, but it must have been at least a year back.

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it’s uncanny what life throws at you when you least expect it

I was watching a program this week featuring El Celler de Can Roca, a 3-Michelin star restaurant in Catalonia, Spain, apparently the top restaurant in the world, when I thought: it would be such a nice treat to eat at such a place for one of my birthdays…

As I watched, I could only imagine what a delight it must be to explore and discover the way these chefs experiment with taste, aroma, texture, ingredients and form.

And I don’t know how, but the husband manages to somehow read my mind and ends up taking my breath away by bringing me to Reflets par Pierre Gagnaire, one of the 3-Michelin star chef’s restaurants!

I can only say that the dining experience was a dream-like play on all the senses, where I don’t think pictures would it do any justice. There is just no way to put in words or pictures, the delight, wonder and amazement of being presented with course after course of amazing compositions.

If you get a chance to, it’s definitely one of the places to dine at. Don’t bother with all the other ‘celebrity’ restaurants, as they mostly turn out to be a waste of time. This definitely tops my list of restaurants in Dubai.

And with that, I leave you with this, taken during the amusebouche, right before we were whisked away on a culinary whirlwind.

RefletsPGagnaire

“so how did you know/find out?”

Since announcing our pregnancy to the family, I’ve gotten questions on “How did you know/find out?”

Some women tell you that they ‘just knew’, and somehow I had a nagging thought at the back of my mind since week 3. I just kept thinking, ‘what if I’m pregnant?’.

And so I started avoiding alcohol and coffee altogether, being careful with not eating cold cuts or bloody red meat, and things started getting really suspicious when I started to abhor the smell of coffee –  I just couldn’t stomach it! Now, I’ve always been in love with my Nespressos – I can never refuse a good brew while the husband can’t stand even a whiff of it. Continue reading

time to spill the beans!

Been MIA for a while, but with good reason. I was really just chilling the rest of the summer away trying to catch as much sun as I could, including the last rays of summer sunshine before the September rains, headed to Biarritz for surf lessons, finishing touches on the new pad, then vacay stop in Dubai to catch more sun and very unfortunately in Singapore for grandmother’s funeral.

I did not know the real feeling of grief before this. That heart-wrenching pain, jellied-legged total loss of physical control; I thought was an exaggerated portrayal in reel life, till it happens to you.

But the autumn winds of change bring times of change. Big changes.

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A curious find in the heart of France

Les beaux-parents (the in-laws) have been talking forever about a surprise in the French countryside that they will be bringing me to before I head back to Paris… They’ve heard of ‘the place’, have passed by, but have never visited, and I will see ‘it’ when I get there.

I’m not good with waiting for surprises so it was a little discomforting that they were not giving any clues away!

So the GPS was set one day for ‘une promenade‘ somewhere: “We don’t know where, as we have never been either but it’s about 30 minutes away.”

Oh, the suspense!!

We drove in a direction I wasn’t familiar with and as we got closer, I saw a Shinto-like structure as we enter the town.
I see a buddhist monk just seconds later but still had no clue – c’est vraiment curieux!

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