Posts Tagged ‘ice cream’
Yes, it was late. Yes, it was cold. Yes, it was raining. Yes, we got ice cream.
Post- Burma Superstar dinner, post-performance at the Women’s Building we hoofed in back in our high heels to the car. Despite the drizzle and my aching feet we made a detour to Bi-Rite to join the line of other smart people satisfying their sugary dreams. Verdict: worth it. Want more.
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.
I’m using the royal WE so you can live vicariously through me.
This is your Dublin intro post. A leisurely walk through my first few days in the Dubs. It involves the mall, French stuff, and fried fish.
I landed around midday in Dublin so I had to power through and stay up until atleast 8pm to try and shake off the jetlag. To make sure those hours melted away as fast as can be I headed to the mall (shocking) where I rifled throug the H&M racks and acquainted myself with Penney’s. I also indulged in some mall food.
Pizza, of course. Toppings were ok, the crust was meh. At least the cheese wasn’t weird like it often is in Asian pizzas. Cheese is not a strong point for Southeast Asia. Sorry.
Since I was doing so good whippin’ jet lag’ butt, I treated myself to some pistachio ice cream from an Aussie chain. It was alright but not particularly memorable.
I’m having dejavu with this post. I feel like I’ve totally blogged about this already but all of my searches are coming up empty so unless it was eaten by the internets I really haven’t posted about Blue Pumpkin in Siem Reap yet. More Cambodia – hooray!
I’m spending a lazy weekend at home in ultimate relaxation mode. No appts, no have-to-dos, no must-meets, etc. I have a bunch of those types of things (some of which are fun) on the horizon so I’m spending this weekend loading up on the me-time.
Let it be known that my month long hiatus is not the product of a lack of food adventures. There was lots of eating going on but there was also lots of burnt out-status going on too. That’s all behind us now since my recent trip to Bangkok has gotten me all riled up to share my latest favorite find.
I first learned of iberry via the loveliest of lovely food blogs, Eating Asia. They reran an old post about their love for iberry which coincided with my business trip to Bangkok so I jumped at the chance to try something they had featured. My first trip to iberry was the dessert end of dinner at Central World the pictures of which died an unexpected death due to user error (read: I accidentally deleted them). How amateur of me. Didn’t matter though because after my first visit I KNEW I would be back the next day.
Another recommendation, this time from Jeff, to check out Wasabisabi led us to dinner on the 13th floor of the Times Square Center. Now don’t make the same mistake we did by going around in circles trying to get to the 13th floor. Use the outside elevator to go straight there. If you try to get in through the elevators inside, you’ll end up everywhere but the 13th floor. If you’re taking the MTR take the Island line and get off at Causeway Bay. Exit A will lead you right to Times Square.
After 12.5 hours of plane time we had a brief 1 hour layover in Korea. A good time for us to stretch out (thanks for seats with no armrest for ease of stretching, Incheon Airport!), walk around, and take a breath of non-cabin air. Sadly, it was night time in Korea so most of the kiosks in the terminal were closed.