Picotin serves over priced food. Mid-high range, catering to the rich and is totally not my type. Ambience was great. It felt foreign because caucasians were everywhere. They were tasting the wine and enjoying the breeze. It's the location and service that costs a bomb. I'm so shallow, can't help it. I'm not use to eating raw meat so I felt a little disgusted by the texture. Slimy and cold. I had a hard time chewing it. I wonder if it would decay in my stomach since it was not even cooked. I'm fine with raw salmon but not raw meat. I became a little stingy to myself ever since I started working. Money is so hard to earn and so easy spend. Times are bad, I should save as much as I can. I feel so old now after saying all of these. Dan departed for Taiwan at midnight and will be staying there for three weeks. Received a text from him saying that he was shivering from the cold though the sun was shining so brightly at them. I hope he has enough clothes to keep him warm. Meantime, I will work harder and harder. I want to be outstanding, but, it's so damn tough. I think I should at least cut down the scoldings from my superior, talk less and do more. Play mute. Reduce my silly mistakes and be nicer to the customers.
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