Archive for the ‘chinese’ Category
Before I left Singapore we had another Singapore Food Tour (seriously, you could probably have an infinite amount of these in Singapore – there are so many places to eat).
Actually, wait. I have a few, unrelated things to purge from my brain.
– Yesterday I found a dead frog on the table in one of the conference rooms at work. Dis.gust.ing. How did it get there? No one knows.
– I am totally obsessed with watching Top Chef All Stars. I DVR each episode and then watch it about 5 million times. No, not just because of Dale Talde. (Although it’s a nice bonus.) The challenges are freakin’ crazy this season and you got some pretty badass chefs on the show. Except for Jamie who keeps flying under the radar…
– My brother got me the Momofuku book for Christmas and now I really, really want to try the cereal milk custard and the ramen.
– I’m leaving for a trip to Asia in a few days and I’m not packed at all.
– I wore boots over my jeans for the first time 2 days ago. I’m still recovering.
– I hate this laptop.
Okay, I feel better. Where were we?
Singapore. Food Tours. Let’s talk about it.
Right ok so this trip down memory lane is going to be weird. Sometimes I’ll remember the food but won’t remember the place, sometimes I’ll remember the place but not the food. If at all possible I’ll try to go back in time and look everything up but sometimes it ain’t gonna work out – this is one of those times.
I’m pretty sure this place has one of those Chinese-only signboards anyway. I vaguely remember it being around the Bugis area, possibly near Blu Jazz but Street View shows nada. Whatever, I’m not going to recommend you go here anyway. Ha.
Have you had Sichuan/Szechuan food before?
There’s a lot of peppers involved. Peppers and oil. You won’t be able to feel your tongue afterwards.
My post-stomach flu weight loss was for naught since I spent all of last weekend indulging in some of the tastiest food I’ve had in awhile. From beer spiked with kalamansi and pandan to a late night supper of marmite pork ribs and moon hor fun (boo I forgot my camera, guess I’ll have to go again) to a Sunday brunch of dim sum, I was living the Singapore life last weekend.
I have to say, it was pretty nice.
Sunday brunch was not what I had initially intended. In fact, I told Sarah that I was down for lunch as long as it included pancakes or waffles. But theeeeeen, in between bites of pork ribs, I asked Vinny’s buddy, Anand, (he of butter crab fame) where I should have brunch the next day and he said Red Star Restaurant. And seriously. If someone takes you to butter crab and then introduces you to shrimp paste fried chicken, you’re gonna take his brunch suggestion to heart and throw those darn pancakes right out the window.
Have you ever had mushrooms that taste like jelly doughnuts?
I have. It was weird. I’m not sure I liked it but I kept eating them. First because it took awhile for me to pinpoint the flavor. Secondly because it was so weird you had to keep eating it just to make sure.
After I realized that I had never posted about Cambodia I noticed that I basically skipped 3 months of eating out that I’ve been doing in and around Singapore. I had a wave of visitors from California and while we visited my usual haunts we also hit up a few new places. This one is courtesy of Jeff who alongside a misspelled Bible, a milk carton piggy bank, and a bun key chain treated me to lunch as payback for housing him during his Singapore layover.
After Sunday church I met Jeff at Vivocity where he offered up HK Kim Gary (selected due to the queue which had dissipated about an hour earlier) as the lunch spot.
This, by the way, is home of the previously lauded strawberry aloe vera drink.
I am all rusty with the blogging. I’ve started this post about 4 times. I refuse to use the backspace again. I will soldier on with whatever word vomit decides to spillover.
I went to a mooncake making class with Pat and Ruth today. It’s nearly the Mid-Autumn Festival again (yes, again – I’ve been living here for a year!) which means mooncakes are coming out all over the island. There are several different types of mooncake. The most common are baked to a shiny brown with thin skins and a heavy, sweet filling of red bean, lotus, or yam paste. The class, which we took at Jialei Confectionary and Training Center, covered Shanghai style lotus paste mooncakes, flaky yam paste mooncakes, and also a quick lesson on how to make the yam paste from scratch.
Golden flaky mooncakes with lotus paste and walnuts for decoration. These were nice and warm outta the oven.
I’m supposed to be in Bangkok right now relaxing with some iberry after a long day of ziplining in the rainforests of Chonburi. Instead, I’m chillin on the couch watching the first season of The OC with the brothers. What are the odds that my brother would develop a 101F fever, sore throat, and nausea 8 hours before our flight? Sigh. Grounded.
This does mean I have lots of time on my hands and thus have fewer excuses to drag my feet on the ol’ blog. In truth I’ve been feeling wishy washy about it. To blog or not to blog? I’ve been taking the camera out less and less, feeling less impressed and less intrigued by the yum yums to be had all over the island. Too lazy to document any culinary magic happening in my humble kitchen. In short my friends I’m feeling all blogged out. I’m trying to get revved up about it again so let’s begin by a post that needs, nay aches, to see the light of day.
Nags and I with the leadership of some of our favorite true blue Singaporeans, Melina and Isaac, put together an office food tour to visit 4 of the island’s tastiest hawker stalls. Please make way for the gluttony of 1 rainy Saturday in Singapore, 17 hungry tummies, and 4 hours of num nums in the tum tum.
The fun started in Tiong Bahru which I have to say has a pretty nice, modern hawker center. Very spacious, adequately clean, and lots of variety.