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Guess what we learned in Week 5? You got it right lurkers (I see you lurkers, all 150 or so of you who visit everyday but don’t say a word), it’s PASTA TIME.
Another day, another dough ball sistas and mistas.
I like pizza. More than I thought I did since I crave it fairly often.
Life in the Bay Area meant I rarely ever had to go out and buy pizza (although, I really love Bagel Bites and always had them in the freezer) since work always had a steady supply. After running an errand to Funan I decided to find some eats at the mall. The escalator led the way and as I reached the first floor Pastamania stood before me in all of its pseudo-Italian glory.
I ordered a 7″ bbq chicken pizza (sidenote: it’s weird how things here switch from US to metric measurements) which cost a little less than S$11.00. I splurged on a peach Italian soda which brought the total to S$14 even.
The last pizza that I had in Singapore was at Central. They were very generous with their toppings but the crust was too bready and dense. In contrast, Pastamania’s crusts is thinner, flakier, and crispier. It was just saucy enough (although I kind of think that it wasn’t bbq sauce) to add flavor while not overpowering or soggying up the crust.
The chicken was just ok, the seasoning was not a big hit with me and I didn’t think it complimented the bbq flavor at all. The onions were chopped coursely and the pizza itself was adequately cheesy. Bonus points that the pizza was not a grease factory like some places.
I’m a fan. This definitely beats the pizza at Central and isn’t as heavy as Pizza Hut. I’d probably spring for different toppings next time though.
The peach soda was pretty good. Kinda like a less sweet, slightly peachy version of Sprite.
Admittedly, I was not impressed when Thiena mentioned PS Cafe to me. I mean, seriously, S$17 pancakes? Not so appealing. After mulling their site over a bit and hearing everyone else’s raving I figured it was time to give it a shot. When Therese asked if I would be down to check out the area around Dempsey and grab brunch at PS Cafe, I was up for the trek.
And wow what a trek. It took me 3 taxis before I found a driver that had any idea where this place was. Then when we got to Dempsey Hill we went round and round trying to find the cafe. The driver even asked some passerbys with no luck. I ended up getting out and wandering around myself.
Therese was already there (trying to get me some assistance via the helpful waitstaff) enjoying some white wine. I ordered myself a lovely peach iced tea to calm the nerves post the wandering in the equatorial sun.
It’s been awhile huh? I’ve been busy with the flu and sinus infections and inhaled corticosteriods and such. Like a baby my mommy came to make me feel better. After that hot mess, I had lots of work to wade through (things pile up while you’re out coughing like you’re getting paid to do it and convincing yourself not to rip out your tonsils). Also 3 of the 4 last weekends were eaten up by work (boo!).
Luckily this past weekend RULED.
I started off on Friday night with all of my favorite ladies – Jane, Lizzie, the other Joann, Cindy, Jess, Julia and Jen Lui. We tried out Arya Global Cuisine in Cupertino right off of Steven’s Creek and a stone’s throw from Vallco. Arya specializes in Persian cuisine but also serves Italian food and some Greek stuff. Raaandom.
Confession time again. I hate driving in the city (thats San Francisco for the non-Bay Area folks). In fact, I never do. Ever. Unless I’m DD and have to drive everyone back at night. Imagine my dismay at having to drive to the city during the regular bustle of a sunny holiday weekend. Sigh.
Took awhile and a giant detour around Embarcadero traffic to finally get to No. 9 Fisherman’s Grotto at Pier 39 where I met up with old college friends. Yvs and I shared a bowl of cioppino. I’ve had cioppino once before at the pier. That time around it was heavily flavored with anise seed and soupier.
I found myself in Palo Alto twice this weekend. Round 1 was dinner at University Cafe which was surprisingly good. We ordered bruschetta to start but ended up devouring the bread plus roasted pepper sauce that they brought to the table. The bread was crusty on the outside and chewy on the inside. Paired with the dipping sauce it hit the spot.
Domus Praetoria gave us complimentary tickets to grab breakfast across the street. A really perfect way to start the day. The guy at the bar made my cappuccino faster than I could finish ordering. I got to pick the pastry out of a selection that had several croissants, brioches, and other goodies. It had a light layer of lemon filling inside. Yum.