29 MARCH 2007. THURSDAY. 10:53PM.

Don't I feel special? I got french macaroons made by a french pastry chef (and his awesome wife) especially for me for my favourite week of the year. After all the longing and yearning, I could not have asked for a better birthday treat specially delivered to my doorstep. Those babies tasted sweet and decadent, I closed my eyes and conjure up dreamy images of tall wigs and fabulous shoes, dancing behind masks in massive ballrooms and running barefoot and wild in the garden (minus the bees). And it gave me an idea. I need to make myself a 'Let 'Em Eat Cake' tee. Lately I've been watching Martha Stewart videos online. I promised to bring in a chocolate cake next week. I'm scared. I dont have a love affair with blocks of chocolate and I've never made one from scratch. First times are always tricky, like that carbonara sauce from last night, it was bland and a little awkward to eat. But the weekend shall be fun spent Dutch chocolate hunting (as the recipes calls for). I'll have a little chuckle at the Umbilical Brothers show tomorrow night, a nice day having a muncha at Subi on saturday and once again having Sunday brekkie at you-know-where again. Don't you just LOVE LOVE LOVE favourite week time? MACAROONS AND MORE.