21st Celebrations.
May seems to be a very special month. There has been many, many, many birthdays and 21st birthdays at that.
Happy Birthday to Liz, Pru, Julie, Steve, Liam, Kevin, Fiona and a multitude of other people!
Yes, on the 15th of May there was a dilemma, I was to either attend Pru & Liz’s birthday party at the Wicklow or; I was to attent Fiona’s 21st birthday at the Austin Attic. Well in the end I partied it up at the Wicklow with the boys, Sim and other Mary White kids. The night was filled with the simple finger drinking game, where we took turns to guess the right amount of fingers left sitting on a cup…I won’t try to explain the game, practical experience is the best teacher.
A loose night it was and Josh Sung in particular got hammered. Constantly passing in and out of consciousness during the birthday speeches; knocking Liam’s beer over, then slapping his back with all the strength in his arm after buying him a new one; chiming into so many photos and countless other things. Newie was the second destination on the itinerary for the night. Sim didn’t want to go, so she left with Yamini. We hit it up and danced the night away. Sorry Fiona, I really wanted to try the jungle juice, maybe next time!
(No photos from that night…)
Saturday 22nd of May, 2010.
Kevin (Kevie. G) Cheng’s 21st birthday. After an hours long discussion with Lim and Chung, we still couldn’t work out what to get Kev. So instead, we decide to cook him the biggest Wagyu Burger he will ever eat in his entire life. Oh, and a bucket of diane sauce to wash it down with.
The morning was spent shopping around for the supplies (meat, bucket, alcohol etc) and commenced preparation at Chung’s place. Lim also put together an amazing vinaigrette to compliment the side of salad. 3 kgs of steak chips were also on the menu (double cooked no less).
Wagyu mince with Thyme
2:00 PM – Meriton, Kent St was the second destination. At level 55, we were blessed with an absolutely AMAZING view of Sydney city and has helped renew my appreciation for the place. It isn’t as ugly and dull as I originally thought. We told Kev and Shannon (I forgot to mention, she’s Kev’s girlfriend) to go away for about 3 and half hours whilst we cooked his surprise present. Admittedly, I didn’t do much cooking, instead I was just helping out here and there…including teaching the guys some drinking games and being taught drinking games. The mushroom is one particular game of interest, but I’ll explain it later…
5:30 PM – Kevin returns from his trip to the Centrepoint tower with Shannon. I make my way to the lobby in order to bring Kev up. We had prepared and amazing surprise for him…a cupcake, a pink one no less. But the main attraction was of course the Burger and my god was it amazing. We were given a slice of massive Wagyu burger capable of blocking the coronary arteries within 2 minutes of ingestion. Couple this with a literal mountain of steak chips and you have a great recipe for acute myocardial infarction. Being the responsible individuals we are, drinking games were the next main attraction. And after rounds of Kings and Mushroom, all of us were almost at the breaking point of intoxication. And what better way to prepare ourselves for the main even other than a Jagerbomb?
8:50 PM – Bar Europa begins. Not too many details to digress here. We arrived, it was empty bar one dude that none of us knew besides Kevin. 30 to 40 minutes later, swarms after swarm of North Sydney Boys 07 kids arrived. And yes, if you’re wondering…it was a sausage fest. It was almost like an NSB reunion. I’m not paying it out, in fact I had a heaps good time catching up with everyone, but some female balance would’ve been nice. Other than that, Kevin got progressively smashed and my ears were plagued with the ongoing constant chime of “I don’t think you understand (insert some generic comment about Kevin’s sister or lyrics to a “Minus the Bear” song).
The aftermath of the party was even more interesting. But that requires an entire separate post itself and I’m currently not too keen on divulging details. The only thing I’ll say now is…miscommunication gone round in circles.
Now where’s my notes…
