Yes, the OG does make his own food and I have to say I was really pleased. Chicken breast wrapped in prosciutto grilled, between 2 thick slices of wholemeal bread with lettuce, tomatoes and mustard. And yes, this sandwich fits my mouth.
Self Made Chicken Sandwich
Yes, the OG does make his own food and I have to say I was really pleased. Chicken breast wrapped in prosciutto grilled, between 2 thick slices of wholemeal bread with lettuce, tomatoes and mustard. And yes, this sandwich fits my mouth.
Best Tostitos Chips
The obtuse gourmand highly recommends those chips shaped liked my heart. With some good salsa, this is some fantastic chips.
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.
Shin Sapporo Ramen @ Suntec
Shin Sapporo Ramen. I have mixed feelings about you.
I like it that you are located where I am at most of the time. I think your service in recommending me what ramen to eat was good. When I was there the last time, it was empty so I felt well served.
What I didn't like was Tonkatsu ramen, it was too milky for my liking but my Sapporo Miso ramen with the yellow noodles were excellent. Gyoza was typical. Nothing unusual that I have not tasted before.
Will I go back?
Maybe.
Mondo Mio Singapore @ Robertson Quay
There are times in ones life that everything just clicks. From the first time a man meets the woman of his life and then tells her that he is married; or when in just a glimpse, a person knows that they're getting fired or proposed to; it is a culmination of when the universe aligns together, and everything is right in the world and it speaks to you.
However, this is not that time and place.
Mondo Mio is an Italian Restaurant located in Robertson Quay and its lost in the midst of the other Japanese restaurants and bars in the area. Located and probably meant for the expatriate crowd living there, Jelly and I marauded and ventured into the restaurant unsure of what is to happen.
Appetizers good. Pasta Bad.
639 Long Fatt Tau Sar Piah
My faith in Singapore has been restored. Truly. I was with Jelly looking at lights in Balestier and we had to go there. We went to the wrong one a year before and this time we were not disappointed.
It was around 4pm on a Saturday afternoon and I had to go. I lined up and everyone in front of me ordered in the 20s. Behind, were several older ladies serving and yelling at each other. Basically telling people to order right, don't order too much and you really only have 2 choices, sweet and salty.
So when it came to my turn, and I was embarrassed. I ordered a measly 6. The lady had a laughed at me and gave me my order. What she didn't inform me was that she gave me 6 reasons why I love Singapore. It was hot in a box, just out of the oven and there were 6 reasons why my grandparents came to Singapore.
I have had loads of mediocre trashy Singaporean food, but this makes me proud. And dare I say happy to be Singaporean. The crust was fluffy, salty and buttery. The paste was delectable and out of this world. There was love in the pastry and I tasted it.
You see the lady in the picture smiling, her smile was going to turn upside down because she was about to be told that they had run out of the pastry and were not going to make them anymore.
These people don't do this to make money as a goal, they do it because Singaporeans love this. And if they're out, they're out. Too bad, come back another day.
Love it.
Marmalade Pantry
Oh how I hate thee!
I hate thee for being over priced,
I hate thee because you don't serve anything nice.
I hate thee for your lousy service,
I hate thee for your crappy pastries.
I hate thee for your cheaply made sandwiches,
I hate thee for your horrible salads.
But most importantly,
I hate thee for being conveniently located whenever I am at Ion.
Keisuke Revisited
It was after another run that we revisited Keisuke. This time we ordered things that we not previously in the menu.
It is still a shrimp ramen place but now they have chicken ramen, which was decent. shrimp fried rice Japanese style, which was average, the rectangular flat dumplings were still excellent, the shrimp and chicken rice was actually surprisingly very good.
Its my 4th time there and still finding new things to eat!
Tomi Sushi @ PARCO
In a quaint little corner of the new mall PARCO Marina, there lies a small sushi place called Tomi Sushi, if you walk by it, you might miss it. It is a restaurant surrounded by other more hyped and cheaper Japanese fare and I have to say over-rated but I digress. It was after a 8 KM run (how do you think I keep my sexy figure?) and my new friend is hungry, so we said sushi and my tummy thought why not?
I love this place. There, I said it. I can end the review right now. But I will not. I'm thinking about it, but I'm not that mean. The attention to detail is excellent, timing between the dishes were excellent, the service was alright, but the quality of the meats and presentation, did I mention attention to detail, and the excellent excellent ambiance made us order more than enough food.
I didn't have any expectations of the restaurant except that some people with really good taste I know likes it.
Highlights:
Tamago sushi with the entire sweet creamy egg enveloping the sushi rice.
Fried oysters were never this good.
Raw fish on a bed of ice and what can be described as a garden on the ice shavings
And they brought the best for the last, that thing you see with a flower pod is my raw amebi prawns. That's right, it served was on a flower pod.
Entertained and surprised, I have never been THIS happy with Japanese food before but Tomi, you wooed me good. I would go back at any time, now if only I can afford it!
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