I've been dying to have a taste of Black Truffle Risotto from Oso Restaurant. It has been touted as one of the finest Italian restaurants in Singapore. Since Menotti's demise at Raffles City Shopping Mall, I haven't treated my very-deprived taste buds to fine (and affordable!) Italian cuisine.

Apparently Oso is shifting to Bukit Pasoh Road soon - just two flights of stairs from my office! *raises hands up* Yeah! I think I should have been born an Italian or at least in Little Italy in New York City. I could live off Italian pasta and gelato forever.

Speaking of Bukit Pasoh, The Colleagues and I went for a second round of drinks at Majestic Bar two nights ago. This time, we had more Martinis than required. But frankly, if I knew it's on company's account, I'd have down a few more glasses of Sangria. Baby, that stuff is awesome. I always wanted to make Sangria for parties, except my guests 1) don't drink 2) drink only 'when there is mood' 3) prefer to stay sober for mahjong. -_-" I'd wind up finishing every last drop of wine and cocktail by myself until The Best Friend say I 'smell like an drunken ______'. (Racial sensitive word has been deliberately omitted)

Anyway, that night I had the most wonderful conversation in my life. Ever. The bunch of us talked about almost everything under the sun. We sparred with each other with our differing opinions (about the government, taxes, racism in other countries, mobile phones, alcohol, marriage, trends, pet peeves, aspirations and secret fantasies), counter-attacked with witty ripostes and laughed at each other's ridiculously unbelievable attitudes. It was mind-satisfying. I always wonder why I can't have a discussion-conversation like such with my non-work friends. It seems that most people are afraid of stepping on someone else's toes and would prefer to avoid conflicts; you cannot have a discussion without someone saying, 'Er it's okay lah. You're right.' or 'Er yes yes. By the way the pizza not bad hor?'

A good conversation can always hold two or more different beliefs. You can disagree with each other, but it opens doors to the other side of the room, allowing you to see more angles and perspectives. You don't have to get into an argument, you don't have to raise your voice to be heard, you don't have to be upset by an opinion opposite of yours and you can always agree to disagree! Why do people I know always side-step once I raise a contradiction to their statements? Perhaps listening is not their strength?

My point is, why do our conversations always have to/only revolve around... ... you see, I don't even remember what we always talked about; I must have zoned out. Through conversations we learn of each other's aspirations, attitude, beliefs and etc. Now to think about it, I reckon I know more about my colleagues than what I know of my friends. It's pretty... disheartening.

Once, the girlfriends and I spent some time at an ice cream palour with almost nothing to talk about. So I ask them of their ultimate dream in life if no other factors were in place. (I realised that I know nothing of their ambitions) The Best Friend started the ball rolling (my ever loyal supporter), next Jessie, then came to myself, then... the rest kept quiet and the conversation ended. Like. This.