FAR EAST HOSPITALITY - TAKEAWAY LEVEL : SINGAPORE

¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪¸¸ GROAN... GROAN... The sound came slowly, echoing around the huge Castle...making everyone's hair stand on their neck! GRRRROWL... GRRRROWLLL... The noise grew louder, sending shivers down everyone's spines and vibrating every inch of the indomitable Castle! GRRRRRRRRRR.... GRRRRRRRRRRRRR..... Everyone knew, there was no escaping the wrath now...its back once again! They all ran helter-skelter...in one direction - towards the kitchen! ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪¸¸ The Princess was hungry! The Princess was hungry! Hushed whispers floated around the Castle's long corridors. It was that time of the year again, when the Princess's hunger rose to unproportional heights. A hunger so extreme, that everyone was assigned to only one job i.e please her Highness's taste-buds, tummy and satisfy her massive appetite for food, food and more food! Nobody loved food as much as the Princess did. Everyone knew very well the consequences too, if they failed in this most important job, in the whole Kingdom. And satisfying the Princess was the hardest task in their entire lifetime. No stone was left unturned for this sole purpose of their existence... Special cooks, chefs, maharaj-bawarchis you-name-it-all, were flown in from all corners of the kingdom and even the neighbouring ones, in order to satisfy the Princess's enormous gastronomical demands. They couldn't effort to fail in impressing her as hell hath no fury than a hungry Princess's hunger scorned. The cook's knees shivered at the very thought of some previous failures. BOOM! BAM BAM! BANG! CRASH! SMASH! SPLASH! TONG! SPLUTTER! WHOOSH! SLAP SLAP SLAP! All these myriad sound-effects, as though played in an amplified loud-speaker echoed the grounds. Crashing and Smashing of utensils everywhere, as the angry Princess would throw the food away ~ throwing a tantrum so huge, that would shake the Castle at its very foundation. Their 'cheeks' still ached-red from the 'slaps' that accompanied, for having the audacity to prepare food that didn't impress the Princess at all. The cooks nervously whispered amongst themselves, if this time they'd meet the same fate as well. They all agreed, they must do something real fast. A solution was sought at the earliest. 'Singapore...Singapore...' they nodding their heads together. GROAN... GROAN... The warning sound came again, and they knew they couldn't afford to loose a single moment and rushed to the King in panic! What S-I-N-G-A-P-O-R-E? The King thundered. Inside, he was quite nervous too; the cooks mustn't fail at any cost else the Princess will turn his Kingdom upside-down once again, like last time, in her unsatiable hunger for food. Because ( they all chorused together ), only Singapore has this.... the Pratas... has this....kingsize breakfasts... has this....the bustling food-courts... has this....the Wine & Dine by the river... has this....go-green savouries... and has this....yummilicious neighbourhoods... Finally, after being introduced to Takeaway Level : Singapore, all the Princess ever did was a Happy BURP! BURP! BURP! and everyone else sighed a huge relief.... Takeaway Level Singapore; courtesy Far East Hospitality, saved their lives! ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪¸¸ Sang the Princess everyday..... ( any guesses who the princess was? ;-)

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