Monday, February 22, 2010

Dirty dumplings and kkk-racking karaoke!

Do you see those little white balls of chinese goodness? Do ya?!

That my friend, was the beginning of a night so far from 'the plan' it really was quite disgraceful.

At $8.90 for a plate of 15, with BYO wine and 10 good friends, things got a littttle out of hand. I set these babies at about 2 points per bundle of joy, multiply that by about 15 and you have yourself a fat-slapping, artery-clogging shindig!! I seriously think a good 15 (if not more) of these little balls went down my lower intestine, swimming magnificently in a stream of cider and champagne.

Spending a Friday night down Melbourne's Chinatown is an all-out hoot! The girls and I frocked up and met LB and his workmates at Shanghai Village, our dumpling hut of choice. With hot pink lacquered walls, 1970 style cafeteria seating and toilets that would have made my grandmother tisk tisk, Shanghai Village is an OCD sufferer's nightmare, yet a dumpling lover's DREAM.

After OD'ing on chicken&prawn balls of goodness, we made our way down to the home of my and LB's second love: Charlton's Karaoke Bar.

Now, those who know me from way back know how excruciatingly annoying my popstar-wannabe ways are. When me and my sister were younger I used to force her to learn the back-up vocals (and only the back-up vocals - no one takes the limelight from this Diva! :P) to some of the worst pop songs of the early 90's. Many a concert would we perform for my ear-plugged parents. A memorable performance of Sister2Sister "my sister" springs to mind here...(sorry Mum, that must have been pure torture to watch!)

Anyway - back to the story at hand - lucky for me, when I first met LB and on the night I introduced him to my girlfriends we ended the night at Charltons, where to my surprise he sprang to the stage and belted out a few classics. I was so impressed - I think it was love from that day forward. A boy who loves to sing and isn’t shy of Karaoke. Ahhh!! What more could a girl need!! ♥♥♥ Needless to say we've now had a few fun night's at Charltons - and this weekend passing was no exception!

So, with a few drinks under our belts (and far too many dumplings), the girls and I hit the stage for a smashing rendition of the nasty nineties Peter Andre classic Mysterious Girl! While LB is always quick to the stage for a solo, I'm yet to get him up there for a pathetically cheesy duet - trust me, there's always next time!!

After eating our way through dumpling heaven, dancing off a few of those Chinese balls of goodness made for a fitting end to the night. The only unwelcome aspect of the entire evening was the mini-hangover which greeted me in the morning (which found its cure with a bowl (or two) of icecream...woe is me!).

Ahh well, time to roll back out 'the plan' this week - 19 points and counting...

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

...Melbourne's Queen Vic Night Markets

This evening after work lover boy (LB) and I decided to trek downtown to soak up the sun at the summer night markets. After successfully scheming my way to another free tram ride (I have my method down pat), LB and I used our noses to follow the mouth watering aromas to the plentiful food stands. Everything your fat-burning heart would die for :P

Every nationality of food lined the aisles - crepes, curries, corn-on-the-cob - you name it, they catered it. I dreamt of the days when chowing down on a plate full of coconut milk laden curry was never met with a blinking eye. Those days when cute little mini Dutch pancakes, smothered in icecream, were enjoyed over Sunday morning coffees...and kept walking...just!
The place was a buzz, the afterwork crew, young families, and tourists strangely gulping their beers back. If you're in Melbourne I totally recommend a night here - the atmosphere is great and the food is sensational! Plenty of knick knacks to browse and strange people to watch.

After perusing the goods, and with my mouth drooling ever so unattractively, I finally settled for the Mexican stand (shock horror to my fellow fat fighters) a chicken burrito - without cheese or sour cream. Was soooooo good. May have blown the point budget a little, but in comparison to the three options of curries I was initially eyeing off I think I fared well.

All in all, a night well spent!


Well well well, look what we have here!

During my five month affair with fellow fat shrinking machines (AKA weight watchers), I have read many inspiring and motivational blogs which have really helped propel my own desire to fight the fat. Every day I log into my weight watchers account and spill my beans on the message boards – and boy does it feel good!

So much so, that today I decided to take it one step further and begin my own foray into total online accountability...BLOGGING.

Far from simply a blog about tracking my weight loss success (or lack thereof from time to time!), Foxy falls for... will be my shameless self-soothing platform for rambling on about all the weird and wonderful things in my life.

2010 is shaping up to be another sensational year – with exciting travel plans on the horizon. What better way to explore the world and report on my findings than to blog all the things I fall in love with along the way. Chocolate croissants in la ville d’ this space...

What will foxy fall for tomorrow?!