RecipeMuncher

On my birthdays, normally we’d go for something extreme. It’s either something really fancy, such as last year’s French private dining feast at Allez Allez…or something extremely crappy and cheap. Such as my bday junk food medley of KFC, McD, and Pizza Hut, which I had the year before, with no make up, uncombed hair, in my PJs, at home, thus weren’t photographed (Dang! I should’ve taken some pics). This year, I just want something in between. Something normal. (...)