My 43rd blog: 

Of Whisks and Warblers: A Karaoke Night to Remember

 

There are bakers, and then there are bakers who can sing their hearts out like butter never burned. Our karaoke night got even better thanks to Aidan, the karaoke queen diva himself. He didn’t just bring some serious vocal skills, but also whipped up a spread that could give any fancy brunch a run for its money. From lots of laughs to great food, the whole evening was filled with good vibes, bold singing, and that special feeling you get when everyone’s sharing their passion and dough.

 

A few weeks before our casual gathering, Aidan—our karaoke queen diva—dropped a well-crafted invitation in our bakers’ group chat, announcing a “brunch” party that would begin at 1:00 PM. My fellow baker Rosalie and I chuckled at the timing— A 1 PM brunch? It was more brunch-ish than brunch—but we didn’t mind.  Still, the two of us showed up quite on time. Everyone else? Let’s just say they embraced the Filipino concept of “flexible punctuality,” arriving fashionably late past 3 PM.

 

From the moment the mic was powered up, the energy soared. Before launching into my performance, I gave a gentle disclaimer: this was a showcase powered purely by confidence—not technical skill. But I didn’t just sing. I revived my signature dance moves from years past, the kind that once made me feel fearless and free. I didn't hold back—I was having the time of my life. 

 

Unlike our first karaoke session—where soju might have softened a few inhibitions—this time I stayed sober and fully in my element, singing and dancing to my heart’s delight. Some of the bakers playfully laced my punch with a hint of San Miguel gin, but it was so light and subtle that I barely noticed. Compared to the bold kick of Korean soju, it was more of a whisper than a roar. 😂

 

And truly, there’s something therapeutic about performing just for fun. Singing boosts mood and lung function, while dancing gets your heart pumping and stress melting. I wasn’t just entertaining—I was giving myself a wellness session disguised as a party. Turns out, joy really is aerobic.

 


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