The Orient's Voice @ Food Loft

What's a blogger's meet?

Blogger A: Hi! I'm Rocker Underscore Jim. What's your name?
Blogger B: Hi Rocker Underscore Jim! I'm Lalaland Adventures.
Rocker_Jim: El-o-el! What a cute name for your blog!
Lalaland: Hehe. How's life?
Rocker_Jim: It's good, I got 87 visitors yesterday, and so far traffic's increasing. Managed to get 2 more people to link my blog and oh, yesterday, I received 13 comments for my post about my meal!

Okay, that's imaginary, but honestly I don't think I can fit in.

But Nuffnang lured me with free food. And it's universal truth, rule of the thumb that Chinese can't resist freebies. That explains why I attended last Saturday's The Orient's Voice.

And here's the official pure unadulterated review (I don't write to kiss ass), complete with numbers.

1. Arrival
The truth is, the coolest dude on the net could be the geekiest fatuous dork. Yes, bloggers look, behave, talk and act differently from what you might expect.

I saw a late 20s geek with shirt tucked up real high, supposedly macho blogger rolling his eyes when given a sarcastic comment and supposedly pretty chicks looking, well, un-Photoshopped. You'll never know, I might be a freaking faggot too. But I'm not, okay?

2. Seated Down
The first thing to do when you're there is to spot them celebrity bloggers when you're there. So you'll get lots of "Oh look! It's __________!(enter blogger's name)" Reply by saying "Where? Where? That one? Oh my God!" as if you just saw Jessica Alba nude. And you know what, this happened when my tablemate was blogger spotting.

Tablemate: Hey, that's 5 times Mom!
Passerby: *paused in front of our table* Ahem, it's 5 'X' Mom.
Tablemate: Ohh... *looks in awe*

I felt like I was sitting in a chess club annual meeting, and I actually might be able to talk like Rocker_Jim over there after all.

3. Chow Time
Do you know that bloggers say grace before taking their meal? By taking out their cameras and snapping a photo or two of their dishes before consuming it.

Imagine the whole restaurant doing that, and camera flashes everywhere. Me? I took two bites before I took a picture. Forgive me, Blord.

4. After Meal Together Gather
More flashes flashing off. Camwhores shone in full glory, followed by a Q&A quiz session. The first question had me confirmed my deviation with the rest;

MC: Name me a blogger's important tool.
Me: *thinking* Computer.
Someone: Camera!
MC: Correct!

Heck, I did not even bring my camera along. Now they were making me feel unwelcome.

5. The After-Party
Clubbing? Shopping? Go for a movie?

No, a blogger's after party simply means more photo sessions.

Now it seems to me that I'm attending a modeling & photography club meeting. Look beautiful. Look Photoshoppable.

All-in-all? The food's great. Yummy.