1st Blog Birthday and Making Friends Online

As of today this blog is officially one year old! Yipee! *happy dance* It's been exactly 365 days since I started this cyber diary and it has been one amazing ride so far. It's better than any roller coaster I have ever ridden and mind you I love roller coasters to death! (I know many people dislike this particular theme park ride but we all have our preferences. Can we still be friends? I promise I won't force you to ride one. Pinky swear!) First off I would really want to send all of you my cyber hugs and kisses! Thank you so much for embarking on this journey with me and being patient enough to read my random whatsits. Now to celebrate my baby blog's birthday I would like to tell you a little something about one of my best memories as a blogger... making friends online.

30 Kitchen = Happy Tummies

No sir I did not hop from kitchen to kitchen to feed my food babies! I'm so sorry to disappoint. LOL. This post is way overdue as I actually went to this lovely restaurant called 30 Kitchen + Bar to celebrate a good friend's birthday at the onset of February. (Talk about one month overdue! Oopsies.) Now before I get lost in my thoughts yet again, let me give you a word of caution. The following photos can get your stomach to rumble and your mouth to salivate. Read at your own risk. *wink* Seriously, scroll down to see what treats await you! Your tummy will thank you later... or maybe not. 

To A King

Image via [Pinterest] from [wallcoo.net]

For those of you who've been reading my blog for a while now then you must know a thing or two about my dad. I shared to you about him in this post. The reason why I've been on blogger hiatus for so long was because I had to stand by his side as he fought his battle. He passed away the 3rd of March this year after his long struggle with multiple sclerosis and cancer. I'd admit that I suck at expressing my emotions verbally so I usually end up writing them just like I did with this eulogy. (I tried reading it out for everyone to hear but as expected my words got caught up on my throat and tears were threatening to fall down. It sucks to be a softy sometimes.)