Strawberry Fields – pure strawberry mousse layered with homemade strawberry preserve and chiffon sponge, topped with fresh strawberries. If this was a girl she probably ties her hair in a neat braid, wears Cotton On, doesn’t swear and always brings her home-baked goods to both class and church to distribute,…
Waffle Ispahan – rose waffle with raspberry sorbet and litchi sauce. The waffle felt a bit flaccid (not possessing the turgidity of the Horffles) but the warmness and fragrance of the rose flavour enlivened the proceedings. The multiple elements – rose, raspberry and lychee – shared the throne amicably, with…
Foie gras mushroom garden – foie gras, shimeji mushroom, mushroom truffle, green caviar, crostini, sweet potato crisp, and coffee soil. A pleasurable simulation of savoury dining as a wild boar, with the indulgent combination of crispy crunch and truffley mushiness likely to inspire a few satisfied grunts. 3.6/5 2am:dessertbar 21A…
Red bean and sweet potato patbingsu, with mochi and green tea ice cream. Essentially ice kachang who carbo-loads and gyms listening to G-Dragon or T-Koala or whichever androgynous cutie pie Korean boy is “in” these days. The mashed sweet potato (which colour is randomly purple or yellow depending on how…
Dark chocolate banana tart. It’s like Nutella and molten banana have been predictably flirtatious and are about to start making out in a dimly-lit park in Mount Pleasant but then this mischievous salty biscuit just jumps out from the bushes unexpectedly and says, “what shall we do together now then?”…
Golden apple – original-flavoured yogurt with handmade cinnamon apples, apple jelly, honey oats and disgestive biscuit crumbs. The sour yogurt is a mere canvas on which the age-old flirtatious tension between apple and oat play out. Damn, those two should seriously get a room – the romantic chemistry between the…
Strawberry consommé with fromage blanc sorbet, mint meringue and nitro raspberries. It was Strawberry’s party and this little tart did not hold back, going full-on loco with gloriously intense flavours. To avoid being upstaged, she surrounded herself with inconsequential guests who would, in contrast, highlight her lusciousness. She even invited…
Iced Doi Chaang coffee with a rum and raisin mille crepe cake. The former was enjoyable in its masculine sweetness, like an NSF Commando officer with his girlfriend. However, despite its whiffs of alcohol, the cake tasted rather flat and tired, like the same officer after outfield exercise. Coffee: 4/5…
Chocolate pistachio soufflé with creme anglaise. The soufflé is of such an angelic texture – so velvety soft it’s almost liquid – a new word should be coined to describe the in-between state of matter to which the soufflé belongs. C’est magnifique. As for the picture, I went for Moscow…