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Sunday, October 13, 2013
Restaurant Week 2013

I love food, but I usually don't like to spend a lot of money on it because I'm very easily satisfied. A whole roast chicken from Nando's costs $35.90, but I can get a honey glazed one from NTUC at $5.90, rip it up like a caveman and eat it sitting on the bench or at the beach (FYI, I've done both).

With Restaurant Week, I get to pretend to be a tai-tai and savour an atas 3-course meal at a fraction of what it would normally cost. YAY!

I'd get up from the cushy restaurant seat and dance, but the napkin would fall off my lap and my tai-tai facade would disappear as fast as the dessert on my plate. So, no.

This year, I had dinner with three other cheapskates connoisseurs at The Royal Mail, a restaurant at Ascott Raffles Place that serves Modern European cuisine.


Double Date! Not.

Thank goodness the cutlery placements were simple. I remember Paul and I getting confused over which fork to use when we tried out Equinox two years back. HAHA. That's not to say the night wasn't without its embarrassing moments. I distinctly remember Beu exclaiming how nice the free bread rolls were, and wondering out loud if they were going to give her more.


Appetizer: Bay Scallops. ALL of us had this even though there were two other options on the menu. I suggested us ordering different items so that we could try a variety, but no one wanted to give up scallops for some root-vegetable salad, especially Paul-"scallops, duh!"-Goh.

Beu liked it so much that she thought it'd be perfect if the meal were to end there. I replied that it'd be very sad to tell others that the entire dinner consisted of three mollusks on a satay stick. She then tried to make the scallop experience last for as long as possible by savouring it in nibbles, only finally finishing it when I stared her down cos we were all done and hungry for the next course.


Main: Grilled halibut with cous cous. At this point, the dinner conversation was about what to do after graduation. I have to mention that those three are highly intelligent law students with a stable career (and MONEYYY) set for the future. Two years from now, they'd be able to dine at The Royal Mail every evening while I continue tearing roast chicken apart on public benches. Or, I could be...

Beu: Izzy, you should be a FOOD CRITIC! 
Me: YES, then I can try lots of food!! By the way, Paul can you take some of my cous cous please 
Paul: You don't like it? 
Me: It's, like, very NGUEHHHH *monstrous face* 
-silence-
Paul: Eh if this is how you describe food, I don't think you should be a food critic HAHA

Dang I think he's right HAHA. I shall watch more Masterchef and expand my vocabulary.



Beu and Teck Ming's Duck Breast with pumpkin and horseradish puree!


Asian taking pictures of Asians taking pictures of food (It's like INCEPTION HAHAH okay maybe not.)

By the time we were done being Asian taking pictures, Teck Ming's raspberry sorbet was no more.


The guy has bad luck with desserts. Apparently he was served a single mushy blackened banana for dessert during his Restaurant Week lunch earlier that day. I know I shouldn't laugh, but I did.


Dessert: Trio of red velvet cake, some mousse and a chocolate peanut butter tart! Yay!

Can't wait for the next Restaurant Week when I can pretend I'm a rich tai-tai who eats plump scallops before every meal. For now, it's back to my $5.90 roast chicken. Excuse me while I find a park bench.


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