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Gary is one of those rare Singapore specimens.
He has a car.
A car that takes him to places that are otherwise arduous journeys for those of us relegated to the (actually pretty awesome) public transportation system in Singapore. As a last hurrah Gary took me to one of the randomest noodle joints ever. It resulted in me being: grateful (yay a car), confused (where the hell are we), stuffed (oh wow so good), and angry (thanks for sharing your favorite food place as I’m leaving and will probably never be able to eat here again).
Did I mention that it used to be a Western themed tavern?
Did I mention that after that chicken rice meal Therese and I were hankering for something sweet? Well we were. We ended up at the coffee shop next door that sold loads of different prata.
It’s banana cheese prata served with curry. I’m not sure what possessed us to order this particular combination.
It was good and we ate it.
I haven’t had chicken rice in over 6 months. That’s a lie. I did have a chicken rice sometime in July/August in Menlo Park. It was not so good so I like to pretend it never happened.
This chicken rice episode definitely did happen though. River Valley Road was not exactly what you would call convenient for me location-wise but it does have this nice strip of eateries that were bustling on the night we made it the area.
To your right: full on traffic (we sat outside right up against the main street). To your left: glistening plates of chicken rice.
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.
I’m sleepy but I’m a big fan of Sin Hoi Sai and I want to tell you all about it.
Er. I’m pretty sleepy so I’ll probably do more showing than actually telling.
Here we go.
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.