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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.
When the homies came to visit two months ago I took them to the basement of Takashimaya which is one of my favorite places in Singapore. While moseying around deciding between more yakitori or an omelette made of yakisoba Jeff said, “Have you been to the basement of Siam Paragon in Bangkok? I think you would like it.”
This my friends is how I ended up asking Muk to take me to Siam Paragon on my last trip to Bangkok. As luck would have it our hotel (the Grand Hyatt Erawan) is conveniently located within walking distance to Paragon so we had no trouble walking the concrete above ground maze that connects a handful of Bangkok’s finest shopping establishments.
Let’s talk about this mall right quick. It has a BMW dealership. It’s not even on the first floor. It’s, like, on the 3rd floor something crazy like that. Now tell me: how do they even get those cars up there? Do they have a special elevators or something? How often do they switch it up? Does not compute. The rest of the mall is equally impressive with international brands and lots of high end things that neither you nor I can afford even on a good day.
Luckily the basement eats do not require a black credit card of any kind.
I did not know what to do with myself once we got there.
I have a love hate relationship with Baguette.
I love them for their crazy good Vietnamese sandwiches and tasty lime soda. I hate them because they are supposed to be open until 7:30 but the two times I’ve gone for dinner – once around 6:45 and the other around 7:00 – they looked at me like I was crazy for trying to get a sandwich and then told me they were closing. When I asked what time they closed (so that I could better plan another trip) they said 7:30. This is where I glance at my watch and raise an eyebrow. Both times they claimed that they close at 7:30 but were closing early ‘just for today’.
Just for today, Baguette? What about just every damn day? Ugh.
My love for them and my craving for a Vietnamese sandwich won out last week. An all too willing Sarah accompanied me on the 15 minute trek past LPS to the small storefront.
There was major insistence on getting dim sum for the first meal of the trip. The staff at the Metropark Hotel Mongkok (which ps is not terrible but is not as nice as the Metropark Hotel Causeway Bay) recommended we truck it over the Pioneer Center for some eats. After finding the food elevator we arbitrarily picked a floor and, bc we’re out of our minds, decided on the floor that opened into some of the tackiest decor I’ve seen this side of Vegas.
In true Vegas fashion we had run right smack dab into some wedding reception. Congratulations Franky and Sasa! Best wishes on your wedding!
I requested Thai food on my first day in the Singapore office and the team took me to First Thai. I’ve wanted to go back ever since and we finally rounded up the ol’ gang to enjoy some for dinner last Friday.
Just past the famous Raffles Hotel tucked away on a side street is First Thai. Unless you’re special they don’t take reservations so come early (for lunch or for dinner, ps they’re closed in between). The prices are reasonable and the food is super good. Super good enough for Thai folks to enjoy. Try not to read this post while you’re hungry.
You’ve been warned.
We actually started with the papaya salad but it burnt my tongue off and I forgot to take a picture. What’s above is olive rice. Never heard of it? Me either. It’s very flavorful and probably made with an olive paste. It’s light and the grains separate easily. I love olives and I love rice. Together there is harmony.
As predicted, Singapore is a food blogger’s paradise. Three new meals a day means lots of food pictures. Extreme laziness (and the aforementioned not so comfortable internet connection setup) means lots of blogging backlog.
Back to the paradise. Some food is good and some food is bad (okay not *that* bad). Here’s a sampling of what food-life has been like. Get comfy. It’s a doozy.
HIT: I’m a creature of habit and I’ve grown accustomed to turning right from the service apts into Clarke Quay. Vinny, crazy guy that he is, suggested that I try going LEFT. Strange, strange idea. Resulted in mini-wok of soupy but crispy noodles and seafood. Add a drink and it will set you back about SGD 5.
HIT: Char kway teow. This one from the stall at Kopitiam at Central. The man that works the counter makes 2 dishes: char kway teow and some prawn mee something or other. Agree to add chilli and feast on pad see ew-like goodness of wide noodles, bits of egg, crunchy bean sprouts, cockles (aka mochacocka – what an awesome name), Chinese sausage, and fishcake. SGD 4.
MISS: Mom and Dad came and I took them to the previously mentioned Kopitiam. We picked the pho and were disappointed. Little shriveled bits of meat, an oddly sweet broth spiced with lemongrass (sorry, not a fan), and other greenery. The longer it steeped, the more turned off I got.
HIT: Porridge from one of the many stalls at Lau Pa Sat (LPS – learn this acronym, you’re going to get pretty familiar with it). Chicken and egg, green onions, crunchy noodles, fried onions, white pepper, and cut up ‘oil sticks.’ This was ridiculously cheap like SGD3.50 or something.
HIT: Looks weird, tastes good. Kopitiam also has a dessert stall and I had this two nights in a row. Crushed ice with soursop (that’s that fleshy stuff on top with the big black seed inside), some tapioca like/frog eyes looking business, and ice jelly with a kalamansi as garnish. Very light and very refreshing. Compare that to…
HIT: WOW. Peanut ice kachang from the same dessert place. Crushed ice, sweet corn, a sweet peanut sauce, condensed milk, crushed peanuts. The heaviest shaved ice dessert ever. Better than a candy bar. SGD2.60
MISS: Ramen with gyoza from LPS. This one though is probably my fault – I didn’t eat it on the spot and took it back to the office instead. The noodles were very soft and the veggies and garnish were kind of one big mass. The gyoza was pretty good though so all was not lost.
MISS: These were the worst spring rolls I’ve ever had. Weird herbs and dry spring roll skin. Blech. From the same place as the funky pho.
HIT: Steamed bun with sweet yam filling from 7-11. I tried to get another one today but was moted by the steamed bun cabinet – it would not open! I had this one with soy milk for breakfast the other day. Hit the spot. If you’re wondering, the filling is yellow. A snack for Laker fans?
You are probably concerned about my health and are wondering if I’ve ballooned to 500lbs. Luckily, I walk about 2 miles a day (not an exaggeration) so that’s helping keep the calories in check and allows for guilt-free gorging at lunch.
Oh PVH, how I’ll miss thee.
Pho Vi Hoa is my version of Cheers. I’m not a beer kinda girl so I don’t have a local bar or watering hole to frequent. I’m more fobby than anything else so my local watering hole is actually my local pho place. I don’t think they know my name but they definitely know my face and the face of all my nearest and dearest Bay Area homies.
I’m slightly appalled by the fact that I’ve never featured PVH before, but I suppose it’s fitting that I wrap up my Bay Area fun times (for now anyway, I’ll def call it home again sometime in the future) with a post about PVH.
When I first started going to PVH I was all about the pho – served hot and steaming, ever so fragrant, meaty but not oily, and with a side of fresh bean sprouts, lime, and other add ins. Note that PVH pho doesn’t come with cilantro unless you ask for it. (Of course, I ask for it.)