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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.
On Sun, Jul 12, 2009 at 10:22 PM, Joann wrote:
so you took a lot of pictures and both of you are quite funny right?
why dont you EACH do a ‘singapore top 5’ for my blog? whatchuthink? top 5 favorite things about singapore (can be places or food or things) and should include pictures as well as some writing.
i think it would be fun! cmon!
Yup, I bullied lovingly asked my brothers to do guests posts for the blog. As background, I had 2 of my brothers fly out to Singapore to spend some quality time with their favorite big sister. One of them actually responded to my request (the other will face my wrath later). If you find yourself with your 20 year old brother in Singapore and need stuff to do/eat, please refer to the list below penned by middle brother (aka recipient of birthday cupcakes), Chris. My comments in the fancy italics.
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.
I’m watching a show about that crazy huge Mormon family that has 17 kids. They have found another couple that also has a ridiculous number of kids and shares the same fashion sense. How nice.
A few weeks ago we had a team event (good segue, eh?) that involved running all over Mt Emily Park and shooting each other with 2.5 kilo laser tag guns. As could be expected, 3 hours of non mortal combat can really give a girl an appetite. Since we were in Little India we shlepped over to Jaggi’s which, unbeknownest to me, is a Singapore institution.
First of all, the place is immaculate. Very clean. Even the bathrooms are sparkly. They really took the government sponsored ‘Singapore-let’s-have-clean-bathrooms’ initiative seriously. I can respect that. Nags, Chandra, Pearl and the rest of the crew did all of the ordering while I busied myself with taking pictures.
Dempsey House is right next to Tippling Club in the most annoying place in Singapore – Dempsey Hill. Sigh. Okay I’m exaggerating but oh how I enjoy the eateries up in this area but hate how hard it is to get to/from. If you’re wondering, yes, I plan on whining about that in every post made in reference to this area.
Anyway back to the story. Jay and I went to House to decompress after slogging through a crazy work week. It was supposed to be a gank-load (read: lots) of people going but that didn’t work out. We started our journey to Dempsey at 6:29pm because I threatened Jay’s life if I was still in the office at 6:31pm. When we arrived we saw MakatiJosh again who was diligently manning his post at the head of the stairs to the two restaurants. He remembered us! Lovely!
I like how House is decorated. Mismatched tables and chairs, wires hanging from the ceiling, different themed private rooms where you can book dinner parties (one of the rooms is a Kubrick room). The front of the House is the restaurant area (pictured above), followed by a hallway of the private rooms, and then a bar/lounge area in the back. For the multitaskers in the House there’s also a spa/massage place upstairs. Random.
Any culinary capital wouldn’t be complete with a little molecular artistry thrown in, right? I found out about Tippling Club through Therese who read about it in a magazine. Therese and I have been talking about going FOH-EVAH but until this weekend had yet to make a reservation. Before we take a walk down Tippling Club lane…
1. This is not a cheap meal. We’re talkin’ 3 digits per person. Think of it as us doing our part to help the economy.
2. We went for dinner and the place was dark. As always with my full disclosure, the pictures below have been adjusted for brightness and contrast.
3. I’m going to explain the dishes to the best of my memory but am no where near precise. The courses are best explained by the chefs and their staffs obviously. The preparation and detail that goes into each plate and glass is pretty complex. Don’t let my subpar descriptions fool you.
Expat life is pretty nice but sometimes you miss the comforts of home. After a day of trekking all over Singapore with SarahP we were ready for a nice cold beer and some comfort food.
Enter Brewerkz, a popular brewery nestled on the far end of the always tourist-teeming Clarke Quay. It was perfect – easily accessible, high possibility of people watching, super heavy and artery clogging Western food, and beer snob friendly cold beer.