Gimme food or gimme death

listening to ll cool j/ j-lo's 'Control Myself'...

Russian physiologist Pavlov showed that reflexes could be conditioned into animals, by correlating feeding time with a bell.
1. Dinner time. Dog sniffs meat. Dog salivates. Feed meat to dog.
2. Ring bell. Dinner time. Dog sniffs meat. Dog salivates. Feed meat to dog.
3. In time to come, all you have to do, is to ring the bell, and the dog will automatically salivate.

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We had Pavlovian conditioning last Sunday at the Siglap's Liquid Kitchen.

Food took such an excruciating long time to arrive at the dinner table, that when the wings, calamari and snacks were served, everyone pounced on them in relish.
After another 40 minutes for the main courses, we started listening out for the kitchen bell.

Each time the bell rang, we clapped and strained our necks to see whose food it was.
We even wanted to force Garrick into the kitchen so that he could help speed up the process, since he was the only one with culinary skills.
Hungry Ghost Festival had arrived a few months too early.


Trying look happy with empty stomachs.


G: Where's is my food?! Hrummph. *pout pout*


TY & YY: Our pasta didn't make the mark. What a pity!


Food stealer! Kay caught in the act.
YY tried the beaver look. Bad idea.


Kay: Lemme help you. Tobasco, cheese, pepper, chilli flakes...
J: Help. Help. Help. Somebody save me...