Random Food Pictures

Fat Boy Burger @ Mohd Sultan (Spoiler Alert)

I have been reading around some where that Fat Boy Burger is the best burger in Singapore. But before I tell you I agree with this moniker, which I don't by the way, let me tell you the background as to why.

Best. What is best? What's best to me might not be best to you. And since this is my dream, I can create an inception. An idea. A thought that makes all hamburger sense.

We were alone and bored. Not remembering how we got to this place (I walked over from my hotel), we staggered and wondered into this joint. It was empty. We ordered at the counter and we went for the make our own burger option. Immediately, my defences were up and I wanted to test if this was a dream. I ordered my burger with egg, bacon, lettuce, tomatoes, on wheat with barbecue sauce on the side. And true enough. The bbq sauce was in the burger!

Level 2. Patty was fresh. Bread was good. Ingredients put together. Less than spectacular. Instead of floating around in space while caught in a zero gravitational fight, I was bemused by the lack of quality.

As the van was hitting the river, like the way I was eating my freedom fries, I could not taste the best of these fries. The fries did not tell me they were the best. They could only warn me that they were maybe moist and over cooked.

Before I could check my totem and hammer the beer bottle on my head to get me to the next level or wake me up, I finally came upon this truth.

Leonardo Di Caprio was dreaming throughout the whole movie. He is already stuck in the dream world.

Miharo at Gallery Hotel

I keep forgetting that I have been to Miharo countless times. I like the place. Its is however terribly inconvinent.

I really like the ramen and broth except the fact that it comes with corn and I have remind myself to tell the server to remove corn from my ramen. I really liked my tonkatsu ramen. It taste like a Chinese double boiled soup but only salty and filled with pork goodness.

Jelly loved her cold ramen as well. The ramen is accompanied with a bowl of soup and it has and always will be mouth watering.

Gyoza was gyoza like.

I like it that the place still sticks to what its good at. Ramen.

I dislike the saltiness.

Bella Pizza

Like old warehouse workers, Jelly and I love to hang out at 2 of the famous Quays in Singapore. Both Clarke and Robertson have been our usual hangouts and we recently discovered this new place. Okay. Let me just rectify what I just said rather than pressing the backspace button. This restaurant was already there when we found it. Jelly and I simply put a flag on it and claimed that we found it.

Filled with expatriates and more expatriates. This pizza joint had to be doing something right. And as the name does suggest. Pizza. However, Bella Pizza serves more than pizza. They serve the other popular Chinese invention called pasta and boy was that a mistake.

The picture above is a pizza boat. The first I have seen any where and I had to say this suggestive looking pizza did look and taste as good as I thought. The beef ragu pasta was on the other hand ragu. Ragu Ragu Ragu. It was meaty, gamey and unfortunate. Maybe Jelly and I did not read the description correctly but the Ragu was too strong and we didn't like it.

And true to its name. I suggest that you stick to pizzas at Bella Pizza because the very same owner (I guess) just opened a restaurant down the same stack of stores and called it Bella Pasta. So I would suggest to my reader that she should go to Bella Pasta for Pasta and Bella Pizza for dinner.

This is Singapore.

How safe is Singapore? This was left in the table in front of me at starbucks for 15 mins. And no one even gave a 2nd look.

Chui Kuay @ Redhill Market

So the story behind this discovery is I was waiting for jelly after her Mizuno run. Yes, I do watch people run rather than running myself. So after the run, we head to the nearby market to have breakfast.

As per my house rules, in a new place, just look for the longest line and this line was long. Long in terms of the wait was 25 mins for those 6 measly things but the dedication, effort and precision put into this, in my eyes, simple local breakfast got me impressed.

There are not only the traditional standard rice flour cakes but the toppings of the stewed radishes contained fried onions and I detected a brave hint of raisins? It was a strange cacophony of tastes in my mouth, but it made sense. And I really liked it.

Everyone in the line were upset by the wait, but everyone was happy when they got it. I think that speaks volumes.

My random thoughts on food blogging.

It has come to my attention recently that some food bloggers have brought other food bloggers into disrepute concerning the practices of our secret profession. For those not living in Singapore or unaware of the current situation, there has been much public fury concerning the actions of a certain food blogger who demanded a free meal for itself and 3 of it's mates after declaring that it is a food blogger

I have raised this issue since 2006 where food bloggers have become notoriously popular with advertisers and have been writing stuff like " Oh I know this chef," or "I was invited to x place by the owner." This is Singapore. This is not New York where the food critics wield a large influence and DARE to criticize restaurants about the bad food and bad service. In Singapore, when someone invites you to anything, you tend to say good things about it because honestly, you don't have a choice. And asking for a free meal, my question is how does it make a review impartial?

I pay for ALL my food I order like everyone else and I try to think of the customer who sits in the restaurant like me. The truth is not many places will stand out or deserve a good review, thats my opinion, and I guess thats why I have a day job and don't do this for a living. I trash most places and while reading through my reviews 4 years ago, I would declare that I have evolved in my food taste and writing as I have matured.

Enough about myself, while I like to say that I despise those food bloggers, and I still do, all I can think of is why didn't i think of that myself!?! Damn it. I should have walked into Guy Savoy at Marina Bay Sands yesterday and declared that " I am a food critic, now give me my free food!" But unfortunately, I neither have the stones or the time to go to that restaurant.

In the age of internet, I have always thought that there is such a thing as too much information and most of us are suffering from information overload. I take hungrygowhere for example, I always disagree with the comments they make but I also take it into consideration of what other people say about the restaurant. So in the future, my advice is take whatever anyone says about food and restaurant with a pinch, wait, a bag full of salt. Anyone can write anything on the internet, just see wikipedia for that.

But just as a gauge, if you start seeing food ads on my blog. You should stop reading it.