I found great plate of pasta at the oldest Italian restaurant in Singapore
Barbecue Pluma Iberico Pork, Yellow Mountain Honey. The name’s already a mouthful. Wait till you taste it.
I want my Slut. (Yes, I know how that sounds.)
This milky fish soup is mixed with XO brandy and rice wine. Perfect for a rainy day in Sinapore.
At Springleaf Prata, make sure you come with an empty stomach.
Too much truffle, too much scrambled eggs, and too much creaminess, with nothing acidic to cut through it. Elixir’s Truffle Eggs Prosciutto needs greens.
Anybody game for spicy potatoes?
For grilled meat lovers out there, this one’s for you.
My favorite Filipino staple gets into Singapore’s restaurant foray, executed Singaporean style. Now I know where to get my Bangus fix.
Ah, my memories of the California Croissant in Mr. Holmes Bakehouse are as fresh as a new batch of Cruffins. Finally, they’re here in Singapore.
One of the best things I ate this April
More crepes. My craving for sweet and buttery crepes continues.
Kebabs are a little tough to chew so wash it down with Turkish coffee. No, they don’t serve alcohol.
Went back to Coffee Academics in Scotts Square after a while. There is sorcery in their Crispy Fish Tacos.
The year of groceries continue its streak.
Going with the principle “Go high or go low”…
The Winery is certified fresh. It doesn’t sag in the middle.
Some of you may be wondering why I’m writing again. Here’s a delicious striploin donburi to explain.
The sagging middle: make way when the soggy tacos break in the middle. Drip drip drip.
Where it melts, the crepe absorbs that lava made out of salted caramel butter.