Burasari: Floyd’s Brasserie

When I think of Phuket and Dinner, one thing comes to mind. Floyd’s Brasserie.

For those of you who are not on the same page, Keith Floyd happens to be one of the finest chefs in the world. Finest. Fine-expensive-est (See how I added that subliminal message in between? See it? See it?). But it was worth Raja’s money. I’m presuming it seeing that I’m his favorite wife.

Anyway, Keith Floyd’s food is simply amazing. At least his recipe is amazing because obviously Mr. Floyd didn’t personally cooked the meals himself. He was definitely somewhere on the other side of the world whipping up god knows what miraculous dish for his hundredth cook book. Show off. So whomever his prodigy were, they made an excellent dinner for us.

The menu was crazy. Pages and pages of mouth-watering dishes. Everything looked so good. We ended up ordering the lobster bisque as our soup starter. The tom yam goong and green curry prawn, which are clearly main courses, as our appetizer. And a heavenly juicy steak with a really really long name. I seriously can’t remember. The serving came exactly in those order. So when the “I-can’t-remember-the-name-steak” arrived, we were already stuffed.

But come one, this is FLOYD we’re talking about. I didn’t care if I had to sleepover there to finish that steak. I WILL finish that steak. As I successfully cramped that last cut of meat in my mouth, I glimpsed at Raja. He looked bewildered. Bewildered that he just married a ‘black hole’ monster. What? I hate wastage. And I don’t care because I know I’m still his favorite wife, regardless.

This wasn’t just any dinner though. It was our first formal dinner outing together as a married couple. Yeah yeah, you can count on Mrs. Big-a-Dealio to list all the “first” activities as a couple. Brushing that aside, I can’t think of a more suitable, more romantic, more fabulous place to have our first dinner than an exquisite restaurant on an island. Floyd’s Brasserie. Thanks baby. And Juliana too for recommending the place.