If I were to live in Singapore again, I’d be a dedicated food blogger venturing new stuff everyday, at least, I think so. Since I last remember, the country has changed so much that I could barely keep up with its burgeoning developments, particularly in the food department. For me, five days was enough to say that Singapore is truly a foodie’s haven. I’d eat happily everyday wherever my foot takes my heart to.
The view from the bay, right by the Shoppes at Marina Bay Sands
Deep in my heart, I know that I’ll live a really full life if I reside in Singapore for the long haul. I speak three out of the four major languages fluently, five if you count Singlish as the fifth, and I can easily converse and connect with the locals. They’re people with conscience (go figure – the government has always done an excellent job making SGP 1,000 fines for littering and also on keeping their education systems ultra-strict). In fact, 10 said he could picture my happiest vividly living in the green country. He could see me traveling all over the clean city by foot, running laps at the spiral ramp on top of the Marina Barrage, or just throughout the whole Gardens by the Bay, or the Helix Bridge, and any quiet pavement from Bukit Batok all the way to Sentosa.
View from top of the Marina Barrage
I won’t lie – I thought about it. A year living where I used to live with my guardians – in the East Coast to be exact – would be awesome. The transportation systems are so convenient that everything is within reach. Now I can actually go to Jurong Bird Park without having to change SBS buses. I can just travel by MRT.
However … I also know that I’m a transformed rebellion. I won’t say I no longer rebel because most of the time I still do (quietly). As a writer I constantly question the status quo.
Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg, one of the most powerful women in Silicon Valley and arguably in the world, once said that the single most important career decision that a woman makes is whether she will have a life partner and who that partner is.
Previously, on my long-distance relationship post, I opened up about my choice to not have a partner just before I met 10. Like, literally – it was a long-held conversation between my mother and I on the day before I met 10. That decision took me more than a year to make, but BOOM!, I fail to deliver based on the person I’ve willed myself to be when 10 suddenly came into my life. All my life plans changed. It took very long for me to switch my mentality into a partnership mode. Even after we became official, he made me aware that I still treat him like an outsider.
I cannot express the depth of gratitude to have found someone who’s willing to support anything I will myself to do. Most women I know don’t have that. I’m also very fortunate that flight tickets to Singapore have decreased vastly since the last time I went to school there. I can just go there whenever I want, wherever I want, for whatever reasons I want – depending on my deadlines I’m juggling at the moment.
Slowly, the fantasy to live in Singapore tapered off. My mother travels to Singapore annually for her medical checkups anyway. I can always tag along.
Not the lightest headstart to begin our munchies, eh?
Aaaanyway, anyone who’s ever been to Singapore have probably seen the loud, noisy hawker centers that permeate throughout the Lion City.
It was raining the other morning, so 10 and I got ourselves warm glasses of Kopi-O and some warm buns to start off our day.
Gosh, I just love yam buns. They’re pretty, filling, and super luscious inside. And that’s just one of the mucho munchies the little island has to offer.
The famous ground floor of Takashimaya flaunts every imaginable Asian taste buds to share, favored by locals and foreigners alike. As you may already know, I’m nuts for nuts. Once I have a bag of the crunchy thing in hand, I can never stop eating them.
Which is why I got myself some 300 grams of pine nuts, walnuts, and pistachios from this niche.
Like … are you kidding me?! They have all kinds of nuts in one place! I’d grab everything they have if I could, and I’d stop fidgeting right now if I can bite on some big-ass Brazil nuts. And we haven’t even get to my favorite candy …
Jelly Belly self-service at The Cocoa Trees
Ronald Reagan once said, “You can tell a lot about a fellow’s character by his way of eating jelly beans,” so I’m guessing offering a jar of assorted jelly beans to the White House guests was how he read people and decide the right way he should be making deals with the different kinds of people he meet back then. The people at Jelly Belly figured that there are generally 10 different ways people eat jelly beans, and apparently, I fall in between types (2) and (3):
(2) Combining different flavours of Jelly Belly to create different recipes and astonishing flavours.
Obviously deeply creative you are able to use your intuition and imagination to invent interesting new tastes and flavours. You are almost certainly artistic, sensitive and generous in nature. Integrity is important to you and this combination makes you popular and much loved amongst your friends and family.
(3) Eating several random flavours at a time, chewed quickly and gulped down in a hurry.
Perhaps you have a certain impulsiveness or tendency to impatience? The colours and variety of Jelly Belly jelly beans and the informative menu that accompanies them stress that each little bean is a taste gem all of its own. Mix them up all together without a thought? Why deprive yourself of the total taste experience? You may tend to be a little on the emotionally retentive side.
What about you? Which of the 10 are you?
Though we didn’t get the chance to try out Tsukiji Gindaco’s world-famous takoyakis, we did crunched on these sizzling Japanese taiyaki. The exclusive outlet stood out as an authentic one from the neighboring Japanese dessert niches at ION Orchard’s Food Opera.
I’ve always wondered why tradition have decided that the cake should be fish-shaped and not in any other shapes. Does anybody know the nits and grits behind this Japanese dessert?
10 got himself the classic custard flavor, which was super creamy, while I opted for the chocolate banana. I love that it’s warm and that its pancake was not as crunchy as it looked – it has, like, a chewier quality of a dorayaki pancake. Which was yummeeeh.
If I were to get something sweet and crunchy, I might as well go for some good ol’ churros.
Like the one I got at the Universal Studios.
It was actually quite funny to see that the lady behind the Churro stall was a Chinese. I’m used to seeing Latin Americans behind the magic of this Spanish pastry, which I think is a must-have snack to munch on in every legit theme parks. Just as popcorn is to a movie, somehow the chewy stuff enhances your fun-time experience.
Just too bad that I didn’t get a bite of fresh fruits during the whole Singapore trip. I’m sure I’ve mentioned the fact that I eat an apple everyday ever since I know how to bite