Celebrated the man's Dad's birthday late as we were away in Bangkok, and it was Rosh Hashanah, then Yom Kippur. Once his fast was over and he was back to his usual food intake, off we went for a birthday brunch.
Took the parentals to an Italian brunch buffet at Basilico at Regent Hotel. As far as brunch buffets go, there’re cycles of ups and downs depending on how generous the restaurants are. Currently, we really like Basilico since it isn't stingy with its grilled whole fish, roast meats, lamb chops or other dishes. Love its selection of bread. Its prosecco is decent, so we tend to have copious amounts of that. Then there's THE CHEESE ROOM. It was very nice to unexpectedly run into friends too. Nice to see everyone out and about.
The man's father likes his sweets and sugar. Ugh. He isn't allowed so much, but on special occasions, he gets to indulge in itty bits. Bought the Dad his favorite old-school classic Victoria sponge. Not the whole cake, of course. Slices. We've graduated to getting slices of cakes for birthdays. There's not much point to getting a whole cake anymore if the recipient has to eat stale cake for tea for the next 10 days.
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